that’s just part of it. Only a very small percent of the kids at school have phones, wear designer clothes or $100 shoes. It’s clear to me that everything we do is under a microscope, so I want to send a clear message that we get it. We understand what it’s like to have kids and work. Sacrifices have to be made. My children are well-dressed, but not over the top, and they don’t just get everything they want or ask for. I told them we’d reward them for academic and conduct excellence. We’d only consider an expensive pair of shoes for that, or a special type of paint, or a puzzle. But to just give a child everything they ask for is begging for trouble in the long run.”
Silas crushed her against his chest and then rubbed his chin across the top of her head. “Everything you’ve said makes sense, you’re the expert on children, so I’ll follow your lead. Expensive items for birthdays and Christmas, and rewards for excellence at school. Thanks for thinking of the pack, I hadn’t realized how our wealth could impact others.”
“Right now everyone’s excited to have the kids at school, watching everything they do. Soon they’ll realize they’re just normal kids and treat them that way. At least that’s the plan.” Leaning back she looked into his eyes. “They’re just two and a half years old and already in school. So young.”
“So are all the other pups in their class, plus that’s two and a half in human years. I’ve explained wolf pups grow faster, by our standards they’re what humans would consider six or seven years. Most pups start school right after they can walk and understand directions. Our pups are late.”
She punched his chest. “No they’re not.” She released a breath and opened her hand. “I want them to have a good, solid childhood to prepare them for the rest of their lives.”
“Sweet Bitch, you’re doing that. Don’t forget, I receive reports from Jarcee and his security team every day. At any time during the day I can, and have, watched my pups interact at school. They’re curious, smart and respectful. As I said before, you’ve done a good job with them.”
Jasmine leaned her forehead on his chest and inhaled. Nothing smelled as good as her man. Faint aromatic tendrils from their lovemaking lingered in the air. She licked his skin, tasting the salt from his sweat.
A deep rumble filled his chest as he pulled her closer.
Smiling, she flicked the tip of his nipple with the edge of her fingernail a few times. His large body shuddered.
He squeezed her ass.
She bit his nipple.
Arching his back, he pressed into her mouth. “Yesss…” With a firm grip on her ass, he rolled her on top of him and slid her over his erect cock, moaning when she matched him perfectly.
“Why do you always smell so good?” she whispered, taking another whiff. “Makes me weak whenever I’m this close.”
“I’ll remember that.” He slapped her ass and then moved her around, causing friction.
Hot flames of desire shot to her core. Throbbing, she backed up, searching for the one thing that’d scratch the itch consuming her. Silas held his penis and she slid home.
Sighing at the fullness, she pressed her forehead against his chest and enjoyed this incredible closeness with him. Theirs started as the most unlikely union, a blending of hearts and souls, and now a few years later, her memories of life before him had dulled to a dismal gray, a period in time she barely recalled except for events with her sons.
He lifted his hips while holding onto her, moving in a slow up and down rhythm, deliberately driving her insane. Hands on his chest, she pinched his nipples and sat up, taking control of the thrusts, going deeper, faster.
Watching his eyelids flutter, his face grimace and tighten, she increased the speed, taking them higher. Together, she wanted them to reach the pinnacle as one. The muscles in his neck tightened, his back arched and she closed her eyes as her body shook
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