Chapter 27

It took us forty-eight hours to return to our pack, Rex driving faster than the speed limit permitted to distance ourselves from Pinepaw. Tate wanted to keep driving all through the night, but Rex suggested we rent a couple of Motel rooms the first night because of the condition my body is in due to the wolfsbane coursing through my system. And so with reluctance Tate agreed to Rex’s suggestion. Settling into a comfortable room I spent the night dozing in and out of sleep not able to fully find the release of a deep slumber even with my battered and exhausted body. Every time I would fall asleep I would find myself back in the cottage with Sam above my body that is chained to the familiar wooden bed. Each time that scene repeated itself I would scream awake from the nightmare, waking Tate who slept beside me and sending him into a panic state as he holds me close until my sobs die out.

After going through ten nightmares, Tate decided that is would be best if we left the Motel and continue to drive home. He refused to let me be alone for a second as I spent the majority of the drive in his lap with his fingers running through my hair. His touch made me feel safe and secured long enough to get some sleep and keep the nightmares at bay for a few brief moments. The only time away from him during our mad drive home would be when we stopped to grab gas and snacks and I would excuse myself to use the lady’s room. Tate’s main priority was caring for me – his mate. With the security of being by his side and the closer we were to home I was able to fall into a deep dreamless sleep without nightmares interrupting me.

The vehicle coming to a stop with the tingles of a gentle kiss being placed on my lips wakes me from my slumber. Groggily I look around noticing the familiar street and our home still decorated for Halloween. Tears of joy fill my eyes and slowly trickle down my face while strong arms pull me in for a long hug.

“Good morning Baby Girl, welcome home.” Tate whispers kissing the top of my head and giving me a reassuring smile. The door opens with Rex greeting us as Tate climbs out of the van still carrying me. The autumn wind breezes by causing me to shiver from the cold even with the blanket wrapped around me. Taking in the familiar scents and the decoration that I spent a full day setting out I try my best to stifle my relieved sobs.

I was home.

Quickly Tate rushes us inside, the warm air embracing me as I took in the scent of our home, closing my eyes and opening again to make sure this wasn’t a dream. The scent of Tate and I are stale but Julia’s is still fresh in the air as well as Chris and Jack. Right now the house held no sounds except the two of us breathing. I was happy with having just Tate and I home not wanting to deal with a crowd of people.

“Can we go for a shower together? I just need to wash the memories away and it just be us for the moment. Please Tate help me forget Baby.” I ask quietly my voice pleading for my mate to take away the horrible experience and love me while resting my head on Tate’s shoulder and kissing his mark. I needed his touch and love right now. I needed my mate.

“Sure, sounds like a good idea.” He answers, carrying me up the stairs and into our bedroom past our comfy bed and to the bath room where he set me down on the marble counter with a chaste kiss. Turning away from me to start the walk in shower I watch Tate’s body move to complete the task. I drop the blanket from around me and carefully remove the long sleeve shirt from my body watching as Tate also removes his blood soaked clothing. I will ask him to have everything covered in blood taken away later and burned not wanting any memories of Pinepaw left in our home. Tate turns to face me, a smile on his face after checking the temperature of the water.

“Come here Baby.” He whispers, opening his arms and I hop down from my perch, taking those few steps into those safe familiar arms and burying my face into his chest – the only part that didn’t have blood on him.

“Anything you want to do today, we’ll do. Don’t worry about our pup. Eeva has Julia for the day to give you some time to relax.” He whispers, his face buried in my hair taking in my scent. I feel each of his muscle relax a little more with each deep breath he takes, his arms pulling me even closer to him. This past week without me must have been hard on Tate and I could only imagine the worry and anxiety he’s gone through with me kidnapped and taken away.

“Okay.” I mumble into his warm skin, kissing it gently before I pull away.

“Now let’s get cleaned up.” I add with a giggle as I step into the warm spray, Tate following me in soon after. The water started to turn red from all the blood and I grab a bar of soap, lathering Tate with it and massaging the soap into his body till all the blood is gone and he stood clean before me. Even his soft hair is free of blood after a long shampoo. I could see the exhaustion and dark circle under his eyes my heart throbbing with a slight pain knowing he did not get much sleep. We both needed some pampering with each other later.

“My turn to clean you sweet heart.” He announces playfully, taking the soap and putting it on the built in shower shelf beside him before spinning me around and washing my hair. I smiled as his fingers massage my scalp, leaning my head back and closing my eyes as he rinsed the chestnut locks clean. He repeats his movements with conditioner and when I thought he was going to rinse it out, he pulls my hair to the side letting the strands soak up the condition and massages soap into my back, getting stiff tensed muscles I didn’t know I had until his expert hands found them.

Finally he rinses my hair when he removes the soap suds from my back. I try to turn and face him but he stops me, pulling my clean back flush against him as his soapy hands massage the top of my chest and shoulders, trailing along my sides to my stomach before returning to cup my breast where he massages the skin clean, gently tugging and pinching my nipples causing a flushed heat of pleasure to shoot through my body as I let out a slow sensual moan. His lips press against my neck where my mate mark is situated, his teeth gently nipping at the sensitive skin causing my knees to weaken.

“What do you say we go and have some adult fun after our shower and I show you how much I worship not only you but your body mind and soul as well?” He whispers seductively into my ear, nipping my ear lobe gently.

“I say hurry up and get me clean then.” I reply back, my voice laced with lust as my arm snakes up and around his neck. The rest of the shower is a soapy blur as he moved as fast as he could to get me clean, wrapping a towel around our bodies and grabbing a few more that he splayed across the bed before depositing me in the middle, finding his place between my legs and massaging the tip if his hard cock against me, making me moan again as need built.

He takes his time though, kissing every inch of my body, suckling my breasts as his fingers found a steady rhythm inside me until he kissed his way down and swaps his fingers for his tongue, licking and tasting me until I came, screaming his name as I grip the wet towels. When I came back down from the euphoric high I find him between my legs, smirking as he spreads them wider with his tip against my wet entrance.

“Ready?” He asks playfully and I smile.

“For you, always.” He chuckles at my sweet reply and slowly pushes inside me, my moan of pleasure mixed with his as he fits perfectly inside. The base of his cock is pressed to my wet lips as he grinds against me for a few minutes, my body tensing from the pleasure he was building. Finally he starts moving, my legs wrapping around his waist as he started a slow thrust, building up the speed till he was bent over nipping my neck and amplifying the pleasure as he bites down on my mark, thrusting hard and fast into me. More orgasms rip through my body as I clutch and claw at his back and shoulders finding my release screaming his name and hearing him moan mine.

Finally I feel him tense above me the spot he has been favouring on my neck heating up where he bites down on it once again, causing me to tumble over the edge of ecstasy with him, his seeds spilling into me as I bite down on the base of his neck where his mate mark already resides the mate bond strengthening. We lay there panting, me curled into his side, the towels now on the ground as the blanket covers us and I smile; this is where I belong.

“I love you Tate.” I whisper, drawing small circles on his chest.

And I love you Laina.” He whispers back, pulling me closer to him. Soon his breathing evens out and I look up to see him fast asleep and I giggle, snuggling into him and joining him for a much needed nap.