“I know you don’t want to hear it, but Jenson is okay.” Raven mumbled with a spoon in her mouth.

“You’ve seen him?”

She shakes her head at me, “He called me.”

“I know you miss him Raven, but you understand why I did it, don’t you.”

“Of course. The more I think about it, the more I’m surprised it took you so long. But you did what you had to do.”

My eyes move to my mate, she was facing away from me and had tied her hair up. Her scent was shifting slightly and beads of sweat had appeared on her neck. I watch her jam her spoon into the tub of ice cream and then quickly into her mouth, like she somehow thought that was going to solve her problem.

‘She’s coming into heat.’ Aero mutters

‘She’s fighting it.’ I muse, watching her eat more ice cream.

My sister’s eyes suddenly widen as she acknowledges the scent change in Neah, “I think I’m going to go.” She drops her spoon into the sink and hurries out of the kitchen.

“Are you okay?” I smile at my mate as I take Raven’s seat.

“Yep.” It comes out a little higher pitched than how she usually talks.

“I am your mate. If you need satisfying, I’m only too happy to help.” When she hits full heat, I won’t be able to control myself around her either.

“Is this…..Is this heat?” She whispers, pulling at the collar of her tee.

“Yes.” I pull her chair around to face me, locking my knees either side of hers and forcing her thighs tightly together. “Though you are in the early stages. It will get worse, if you fight it, you will …..”

“I know. I……”

She didn’t know how to tell me that she wanted to be fucked.

In one quick movement, I pull her from her chair and on to me. She gasps as her chest presses up against mine. Her heart races, pounding inside of her. Her legs dangle either side of mine, barely being able to reach the ground as I hold her hips tight.

“Here?” She whispers as I pull her tee up over her head.

“It’s my house.”

Her skin is flush and more beads of sweat appear on her brow. Her blue eyes lock with mine as I take a nipple between my teeth. I loved the fact she rarely wore a bra.

As she shifts a little on my lap, I knew she could feel my cock hardening beneath her.

Dragging my teeth over her nipple, she lets out a low moan and pushes down with her hips, squeezing her thighs against mine.

She pulls my face up to hers. Her lips hit me hard, with a different kind of eagerness. A deep hunger that was only growing. Something I had never felt with any of the others.

Lifting her a little, I rip her jeans, tearing them from her body. A new wave of her arousal fills the room and my cock is desperate to break free, straining against my own jeans. Wanting to fill her tight, wet hole.

Pulling her wet panties to the side, I slide a finger in, making her groan against my lips.

“More.” she whispers.

I was only too happy to provide. I watch her mouth fall open as I push a second finger in, her back arches, and my cock starts to throb.

Quickly moving her onto the table, I pull her panties off and let my shaft free, pressing it up against her.

“Is this what you want?” I muse, pushing the tip into her.

“Yes.” she gasps, trying to pull me closer.

“Turn around.”

She looks confused, but slowly turns around, leaning herself over the table. Reaching around to cup her pussy, I spread her lips open and slide myself in from behind. She lets out a low moan as I hold her tight against me, letting her adjust.

Her hands grip the edge of the table as I thrust deep inside her. Her moans make my cock spasm and her muscles clench around me, making it even tighter as I slide in and out.

I could hear her thoughts, I knew exactly what she wanted as I drive myself in harder. She wanted more and I knew this was just the beginning of her heat.