Filed to story: Sorry Alpha I Am Wolfless Novel
“Yes, how did I ever forget that? You are an the number one, award winning master of the goofball dancers.”
“And don’t you ever forget it.” He pointed a finger at me and put on a pretend serious expression.
We continued in that way for a long time. So many different silly conversations. So many goofy jokes. It was perfect and I wouldn’t have had it any other way.
After we were done eating, Joaquin cleared away the table, cart, and any other trace of our meal. Once he was done with that, he carried over some very thick blankets and pillows. It was way too warm to cover up with those blankets, but he wasn’t planning on us covering up. He wanted us to lay on them as we looked up at the stars that were now shining brightly about us.
I snuggled in against Joaquin’s side and used his shoulder as a pillow instead of the soft, fluffy pillow he had brought me. There was no pillow in this world that would be better than his shoulder. That was the one that made me feel the safest and most secure.
“Little Bunny, are you doing alright?” He asked me while we laid there and watched the sky. I had thought that the sky would just be how it was outside. No, leave it to Aunt Glory or Athair m貌r, who were the ones who no doubt built this place for Joaquin, they had made it possible to view the sky without needing a telescope. We only needed to think about moving the focus of the images above us and the view would change. It was amazing and I loved it.
“Yeah, I’m fine Joaquin.” That was true, since I hadn’t heard that voice recently so I wasn’t lying.
“That’s good. I’ve been worried about you, sweetheart. I don’t want anything to happen to you.” I heard the concern that was thickening his voice and it tugged at my heart strings. He must have been so worried about me lately. I mean, hearing that your wife had been hearing a mysterious voice that wasn’t really there, that had to make him think that I was losing the last marble from my bag of sanity. He probably thought about having me committed, or at least making Griffin come to check up on me.
I hated that I was causing him this pain and worry. I only wanted him to be happy. I never wanted him or the kids to feel this conflicted and worried when it came to me. I wanted to be the one that was strong for them and made sure that they were always cared for. That was my job as a wife, mother, queen, and goddess. I needed to make sure that everything, and everyone, was taken care of and provided for. That was my job, my responsibility.
“Joaquin, listen to me, I am fine. I am sorry that I made you feel otherwise, but I am good. There is nothing to worry about.” I leaned up on my elbow and looked into his eyes as I spoke. I also slid my hand up to cup his cheek so that I could feel his warmth against the palm of my hand. “I might get a little stressed, scared, or worried from time to time, but I promise you that I am fine. If things ever get to the point where they aren’t, then I will tell you. I don’t want you to worry, alright? Just let it go.”
“If you’re sure, Little Bunny, then I will forget about it. Just make sure that you don’t push yourself too far. And I want you to remember that I love you, Reagan, Rika, and Talia love you. Mom loves you, Samuel, Wesley, Eve, Carter, Emmalee, Noah, Nikki, everyone loves you and we all want to make sure that you’re happy and healthy. You’ve been working so much lately that we’ve all been worried about you.”
“I’m sorry.” I leaned in and kissed his lips softly. “I promise I will do better. I don’t want to make you or anyone else worry about me at all. I want to make you all proud of me instead. I want to be the one to take care of everyone else. I was to be a true leader.”
I could see the happiness returning to Joaquin’s eyes, that and a little bit of heat.. That tiny little kiss was all it took to flip his switch.
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Riviana
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Joaquin wasn’t willing to wait at all. Instead of watching the stars, I could tell that he was wanting to focus more on me. That was fine with me. I was willing to ignore the stars to focus on my husband. Having been so busy lately, I hadn’t been able to be with him that much. I have missed him. Not to mention, I did turn him down on his birthday.
Joaquin slid his hand up my arm, across my shoulder, and to the back of my head. With his grip on my head, he pulled me forward until he could press his lips to mine. He was so gentle with the whole process. So different than how things were years ago when we first got together. I loved this gentle side of him, but part of me wanted something more, something rougher and more filled with need and passion.
Needing more, wanting more, I slid my hands around his head and grabbed fistfuls of his hair as I pressed harder with my lips. I was turning the kiss into something deeper and hotter.
Joaquin growled in pleasure when he felt my hunger for him. Before I even knew what was happening, I felt him wrap his arm around my waist and flip us both over. I was just suddenly laying on my back with barely any memory of how I had gotten there.
“Riviana?” His voice was low, deep, and so sexy.
“Joaquin, I want you. I need you. It’s been too long.”
“I need you too, Little Bunny. I need you so bad.”
That was all. From there it was nothing but Joaquin and I trying to rip each other’s clothes from our bodies. I unbuttoned Joaquin’s dark gray shirt and slid my hands over his perfectly sculpted and muscular chest. The smooth, firm planes of his body felt so right when pressed against the palms of my hands.
As I rubbed his chest, he was pulling my tank top over my head and expertly unhooking my bra without even looking. After my chest was exposed, Joaquin set his mouth against my left nipple, instantly pulling it into his mouth and making me cry out in pleasure.
“Ah..AHH!”
His hands were still working though. He was sliding my shorts and panties down my hips and then my thighs all while curling his tongue around my nipple and biting down gently. I didn’t want to be the only one without clothes on, so I pushed Joaquin away and started to pull his clothes from him. He let me finish taking the shirt off of him, but after that Joaquin pulled away from me just long enough for him to strip away his jeans and boxers.
OH GODDESS! He was fucking sexy as hell when he was naked. There was no other way to describe him except for perfection. His body, his proportions, everything about him was perfect in every way.
“Hmm, that looks good.” I grinned at him as he started to crawl back toward me.
“And it’s all for you, Little Bunny. I am all yours.” There was a very unwolflike purr to his voice when he spoke just then. The low, rumbling words rubbed all over my body and made me feel like his hands were running all over my arms and legs.
That was a type of magic that was all for Joaquin. He was such an amazing lover that I didn’t even need to have him physically touch me to respond to him. But when he did touch me, when he leaned back over me and slid his hand in between my thighs, it felt like heaven.
Joaquin’s fingers immediately slid into my already slick and wet folds. Just as he used his middle finger to ring my opening he pressed his lips against mine and slid his fingers deep inside of me.
“MMMPHM!” I moaned but he swallowed it down with the kiss and didn’t relent.
He was moving his fingers in and out of me fast, but it didn’t hurt at all. Actually, I loved every second of it. I felt my long neglected body weeping for him. I was so ready for him that I felt my juices flooding into the palm of his hand.
I think that was all it took for him to lose control. I was ready, my body was ready, and he was more than ready.
“Riviana.” He growled my name the moment he broke the kiss. With his forehead pressed against mine, he positioned himself between my thighs and pressed against my opening.
“Joaquin.” I breathed his name just seconds before he slid inside of me. “NGH!” I moaned again as he slid home.
Joaquin was leaning over me as he set about creating a hard and fast rhythm, but it wasn’t enough. I needed to touch him, to hold him. So, I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled myself up off of the blankets to press myself against his body.
