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She’d never been so embarrassed. She felt Paul’s rough hand touch her chin and pull her head up. “Have I ever told you what my favorite dessert is?”

  She shook her head and felt her every hair caress her shoulders and her nipples pebbled. Oh God, what the hell was happening?

  Paul inhaled again and grinned, “Cotton candy. I have my own machine at home. It’s so sweet and melts in your mouth, like a woman.” He bent his head down and kissed her lightly. His lips were trembling like he was an untried male.

  She could feel him shaking and felt empowered. She knew it was silly but she couldn’t help but smile.

  “You think this is funny? I’ve been waiting for a very long time to kiss you. Do you want to know why you couldn’t…complete your task tonight?”

  She nodded again, unable to find words.

  “You weren’t aroused.” He reached under the covers slowly while keeping their eyes locked. He ran his hand down her flat stomach and into the hair shielding her entrance. “May I?”

  She had no idea what he was asking and became anxious.

  Paul kissed her until her scent was back to unyielding arousal. He ran his tongue over her lips praying she wouldn’t deny him. She opened her mouth and her tongue met his in the middle. She was innocent, but he could feel her passion rising to the surface. He thanked God she wasn’t pushing him away because he was dying.

  Paul got what he had been waiting for. Bailey’s hips rose unconsciously pleading with him to show her what to do. Paul let his hand wander to the skin above her breast. He ran his calloused fingertip over the soft swell and down between her breasts. His finger dipped into her belly button and kept traveling south.

  Bailey made a soft sigh of contentment when his hand cupped her mound. He could smell how wet she was but he was worried he was moving too fast. “Can I-“

  He didn’t get the chance to finish. Bailey unclenched her fist from his shirt and placed her small hand over his, “Please Paul. Don’t stop, I need this.”

  He needed it too. He used his hand to part her folds and felt like he might blow his load with just touching her. His fingers slid easily over her, she kept one hand over his, and the other was on his chest above his heart. She leaned over and inhaled at his neck running her tongue over his heated skin. “God Bailey, you feel so good.”

  His finger was right outside her entrance as his palm cupped her mound applying pressure to her clit. She was moaning and writhing under him, he knew she was close. He couldn’t help his erection that was rubbing along her outer thigh. He slid one finger slowly into her snug channel and she briefly stiffened expecting immediate pain. “Not yet baby. Relax; I’ll take care of you.”

  Bailey could feel his finger entering her but there was no blinding pain or even discomfort. She relaxed into him and placed her head on his chest. “Paul, I need…”

  “I know Bailey. I’m trying to go slow. I don’t want to hurt you.”

  “Thank you.”

  Paul was sweating. He could feel how close she was to exploding. Her hips were bucking off the bed and her face was scrunched up. Something was missing though and he didn’t know what. He placed another finger in her and leaned down to suckle her breast. As he ran his teeth over her budded nipple, she came hard. At the moment she exploded he shoved his fingers past her barrier, while his hips also bucked into her leg, and he exploded too.

  They lay there silent for a few minutes. Finally, Bailey, opened her eyes and said, “Wow, that was…shouldn’t I…don’t you need release too?”

  Paul smiled. “Never fear. I went off when you did. That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. Your face flushed with pleasure and passion. I’ll never forget it. Are you in pain?”

  She blushed. “No, it was only a twinge. It hurt more trying to shove that beast in myself.”

  Bailey went to get off the bed when she realized she was still leaking. Paul, to the rescue again. “I’ll take care of it. Just sit tight.”

  Bailey saw him walk into the bathroom and noticed the blood on his hand. “Oh my God. You’re bleeding. Are you okay?”

  Paul looked at her sideways. “Did no one ever tell you that’s what happens when the…barrier is removed?”

  Bailey pulled the sheet up so she could look down at herself. “Motherfucker!”

  Paul was back at her side, “What’s wrong?”

  She looked up at him and he could smell her anger. “My mother said there would be a small amount of blood but nothing like this. I’m so sorry; I didn’t mean to get you dirty.”

  Paul sat next to her and with his weight the bed dipped causing her to roll into him. “I know Bailey. This was wonderful and magical. I’m not upset or ashamed and you shouldn’t be either. That’s what it’s supposed to be like between us.”

  Bailey placed her head on his strong shoulder. “Thanks Paul, you’re the best friend I’ve ever had. I don’t think I could have done this by myself.”

  Paul became rigid, re-examining her comment from earlier,’ don’t stop. I need this.’ Great he had assumed she meant she needed him but she just didn’t want to be a virgin anymore. He was such a fool. He stood and walked into the bathroom, after washing his hands he wet a rag with warm water and went back into the room to find her under the covers, looking lost and small. “Here, clean up. I’ll see you in the morning.”

  “Where are you going? Did I do something wrong?”

  “I’m going to clean up and go to bed.” He walked out and slammed the door behind him. He was hurt and tired. So tired of being what she needed. What about what he wanted? He wanted to claim his mate.

  In his room he stripped off his soiled clothes and got in the shower. His head was under the spray when he heard the door creak open. He brushed the water from his eyes and saw Bailey standing in a towel at the door.

  “Need something else?” He knew his words came out sharp and he was being a jerk but he couldn’t help it.

  She recoiled like he had slapped her. “I’m sorry. I know I did something wrong but I don’t know what. Please don’t be upset with me, let’s talk.” She leaned against the back of the door and slid down to the floor.

  Paul knew it had taken a lot of nerve to come to him. Especially after the way he had left her. “It’s not your fault. Come on, you can come in and get cleaned up too.”

  Bailey blinked tears up at him. “I don’t want to be in there. What if you get mad at me and I need to get out of here fast.”

  “Bailey, I would never hurt you. I told you, I can’t. It would be like hurting my other half.”

  She stood and dropped her towel. He saw the blood streaked down her leg. “I’m sorry about your discomfort.”

  She held onto his arm as she climbed into the shower. “I’m only sorry I upset you. Please tell me what I did.”

  Paul took her face in his hands and she thought he was going to kiss her so she closed her eyes but was shocked to find he just wanted to wet her hair to wash it. What happened to the hot lover she had a while ago. She looked down at his manhood and her eyes went wide, holy shit he was huge. How did he expect that to fit into a woman?

  “You’ll discover that it has no trouble fitting anywhere.” She heard him chuckle and knew she must have said it out loud. Crap.

  He was massaging shampoo into her hair. “Well, are you going to tell me what I did wrong?”

  Paul was worried at how she might react but it’s not like she could run out on him with shampoo in her hair. “I became upset because you called me your best friend.”

  “That’s silly. You are my best friend.”

  “Yes, but I am also your mate. I’ve tried to let things develop naturally but you don’t seem to have the same strong feelings as I do. It’s painful for me.”

  She was utterly stunned. “How do you know? How would I know, I’ve never thought I’d find a mate. I didn’t even know what the mating signs were until tonight. Right before you rocked my world, I might add.”

  Paul tried really hard to understand. “Bailey, we me
t months ago and I instantly recognized you as mine. I didn’t tell you or claim you because you had a major trauma. I tried to call you, and see you, but your brother forbid any contact between us. I’ve known, for what seems like forever, and I didn’t want you to feel obligated to be with me because we were mates. I want you to want me for me and not just because of our animal attraction.”

  “Wait, my brother wouldn’t let you see me? My mate? He forbid my mate contact with me, without my input?”

  Paul winced. “I might have upset him a teensy bit.”

  “Explain?”

  “I went with you to the hospital when you were injured by Allen. By the way, I was so proud of you.” At her look of outrage he continued, “I could smell your base scent and it mixed with the blood. When the medical staff left to prep you for the chest tube I, might have, leaned in to scent you and got carried away.”

  “Carried away?”

  Paul wished he hadn’t done it but he couldn’t deny it now. “I might have licked your neck. It was unintentional and I didn’t mean to. One minute I was smelling you, and the next my tongue was on your neck. I tried to explain to Dante, but he just wanted to beat me up.”

  Bailey laughed long and loud. It was the most carefree he’d ever seen her.

  Chapter 12

  Paul was leaning over to kiss his mate when he heard Jake calling his name. The door to the bathroom slammed open and Jake came in. “Bailey, you have to hurry. Something’s wrong with Shana.”

  Bailey could hear Paul growling at his Alpha, who was growling back. Jake opened the shower door and was about to snatch Bailey out when she said. “Okay, Jake I’m coming. Paul, it’s all right.”

  Bailey went to step around Paul when he said. “Let her dress Jake.”

  Jake grabbed her arm and said. “There’s no time. You can hit me later.”

  Jake pulled a naked Bailey behind him, while a naked Paul was running after them cursing. Jake tossed her in a large room where Shana was lying in bed holding her stomach and breathing hard.

  Bailey immediately went to her side, “What’s wrong?”

  Shana looked at the naked woman and continued to pant. She looked to her mate who was pacing the floor at the foot of the bed. “What” pant “the” pant, pant “Hell?”

  Paul ran into the room, naked too, and Jake turned to snarl at him. Paul had eyes for Baily only. He was clutching a sheet and he went to her side and placed it around her.

  Shana finally leaned against some pillows at the head of the bed. “Please, tell me why there is a naked pair of wolves in my room?”

  Bailey explained. “Jake said something was wrong with you and wouldn’t allow me to dress before I attended you. What’s wrong?”

  Shana looked to her mate and husband and said. “That’s so sweet.” She then looked at Paul and said, “I guess things are working well for the both of you. Naked and wet, yet un-mated. Ohhhh la la.”

  Paul grit out. “We were getting there-“but was cut off by Shana’s distressed groan.

  Jake yelled to Bailey. “Help her!”

  Bailey yelled back, “I would if someone would tell me what the hell was going on!”

  Bailey looked to Shana who was back to panting and clutching the sheets. Bailey had to ask. “When is she due?”

  Jake became alarmed, “Not for three weeks.”

  Bailey rolled her eyes. “For twins, which I’m going to assume by her scent you’re having; they come early. She’s probably in labor, call the midwife.”

  Shana stopped panting. “I called her already but she lives an hour away.”

  Jake looked startled. “When did you call her?”

  Shana looked near tears. “Now, don’t get mad. I called her a couple hours ago because I was having back pain. She said it was an early sign of labor so I should call her when it got worse.”

  Jake’s jaw was clinched, “When did you call her back?”

  “When you went to fetch Bailey. I don’t want you to panic.”

  Bailey sighed. “Don’t worry. I’ve been trained to deliver babies especially multiple births. That’s all I was good for with my old pack. Plus, Trevor already interviewed me for the position of midwife asking me if I knew how to deliver babies. He would have said if something bad was going to happen.”

  Shana and Jake looked at each other when Jake said. “That little booger. He knew before we put him to bed what was coming. He told us to put a waterproof pad on the bed.”

  Shana laughed. “We thought he meant his bed, so we put one on his bed instead of ours.” She hunched over suddenly and began panting again, “Goddammit.”

  Bailey knew what had happened; she could smell the amniotic fluid. “Jake are you going to be okay here? If you’re upset it’s going to make her upset.”

  Jake went to Shana’s side and took her hand, “I’m here honey. I’ll be fine, and so will you.”

  Paul felt like an outsider until Bailey looked at him. “I need you to get me towels and do you have gloves? I wear a small. Please get them along with whatever birthing supplies Shana has stashed away.” She gave him a small smile as he fled the room to do as she requested.

  As soon as Paul left the room she turned to Shana, “I need to feel your stomach, I’ll try not to hurt you.” She reached up Shana’s nightgown and Jake growled. She continued under the gown until she got to the top of her abdomen. Shana was done with the contraction so Bailey waited for Paul to arrive so she could check and see how dilated she was.

  Shana began to pant again and Bailey could feel her abdomen harden She looked at the clock at the bedside. Shit, Shana was probably close. She was sweating and her contractions were lasting fifteen to thirty seconds and coming every couple minutes. “Jake, get a rag from the bathroom and wet it with cold water.”

  As soon as Jake left the room Bailey whispered, “You’re close. Do you have to push?”

  Shana shook her head and Bailey pulled the covers up so she could look to see if the first baby was crowning, nope. Jake ran back into the room with a dripping wet rag. “Ring it out, Alpha.”

  Jake looked shaken up as rung it out on the bedroom floor. Shana snatched it from him, “Idiot,” as she mopped the sweat from her own brow.

  Paul came running into the room panting as hard as Shana. “I found the birth pack you had, and here are the towels and gloves.”

  Bailey didn’t even look at him as she took gloves and put a pair on. “I need to check you Shana are you contracting right now?”

  “No, but hurry. I’m almost there.”

  Bailey put her gloved hand into Shana and could feel the first babies head; she was dilated about nine centimeters, “Do you have baby names picked out?”

  Shana snarled, “Don’t dick around with me. I’m an emergency room nurse. How much am I dilated?”

  Bailey normally would have cowered to the Alpha mate but she simply said. “With the next contraction I want you to push, understand?”

  Shana looked a bit alarmed but nodded her understanding.

  Bailey yelled to Paul. “Open the birthing kit and get out the bulb suction. I’ll also need the scissors and cord clamps.” Bailey spread the towels down between Shana’s spread legs.

  Jake snarled, “For God’s sake, we don’t care about the sheets.”

  Bailey looked up. “I’m about done with people snarling and snapping at me. Let me do my job. The towels are to wrap and stimulate the babies, so back the fuck off.”

  Jake looked cowed and replied, “Sorry.”

  Shana began to pant again when Bailey said, “take in a deep breath and push Shana. These will be small pups so it won’t be long.”

  Shana took in a deep breath and pushed. Bailey could see she was crowning. “Wow, lots of hair, Shana. Keep pushing so we can meet your baby. Take a breath and push again.”

  Shana did as Bailey asked and was rewarded with a pop as her child’s head slipped out. “Stop pushing for now.” Bailey grabbed the suction and sucked the secretions out of the baby’s mouth.
When she was done she placed her finger on the rim of Shana’s labia and helped to guide the shoulder free. The small child slid into Bailey’s waiting arms. She rubbed the back and heard the child’s cry. She flipped the pup and announced, “It’s a boy.” She quickly clamped and cut the cord, after another round of suctioning. She passed the baby to Jake’s shocked arms.

  Bailey, once again, reached into Shana’s birthing channel and was so happy to feel the second child’s head, instead of a butt or feet. “Alright mama, her head is down. You ready to push?”

  Shana nodded her head with renewed determination. She took in a breath and bore down. The second baby was ready to follow the path that the first had already travel. Once again there was a popping sound as the head was freed and Bailey requested, “No more pushing Shana. You’ve done well; let me do the work now.”

  Bailey suctioned the pups mouth and guided her out of her mother’s body, “Beautiful little girl.” Bailey was rubbing the girl’s back with the towel but no cries.

  Shana said what everyone else was thinking. “Why isn’t she crying?”

  Bailey looked down at the girl who had good color and was breathing just fine. “I guess she ain’t ready to cry, but she’s breathing fine. Shana, you have a small tear but I can’t repair it because I don’t have the supplies, so you’ll have to wait for the midwife. Jake, why don’t you come cut the cord.”

  Jake handed his son to an alarmed and crying Paul. Bailey put the last clamp on the cord and handed Jake the scissors. He clipped the cord. “Wow, it’s thick and hard to cut.”

  Bailey wrapped the girl in the towel and handed her to Shana. “You have a beautiful family.”

  Paul also handed a baby to Shana, as he and Bailey slipped out of the room. Bailey was rubbing her back and stretching. Paul asked, “How are you holding up?”

  Bailey smiled. “Well, I found my mate, insulted him, attempted to make it up to him, delivered my Alpha’s twin babies and all in the same day I was kidnapped and lost my virginity. I’m great.”

  Paul looked sheepish for a moment before saying, “How were you going to make it up to your mate?” He began to wiggle his eyebrows and she couldn’t help the laugh that escaped her.