Fighting Spirit Series Chapter 71: Willow Tree

**Mei:**

HOLY SHIT! Internally squealing as Jack made a speedy exit after we finalized our marriage.

This whole surprise wedding blew my mind right out of the water. I was just playing with Theos and his siblings when Izzy ‘poofed’ grabbing me then ‘poofing’ us back to my room. All the girls were wearing these gorgeous deep purple chiffon Goddess gowns, looking like smoking hot babes.

I was shoved into the shower, scrubbed, tweezed, waxed, which FUCKING hurt I might add. Moon and Kyou laughed the entire time the girls literally tortured me. I would rather fight, be tortured in a dungeon, then go through “beauty prepping” again, as the girls called it.

Fuck to the HELL NO!

I will forgive them. How could I not after seeing the gown?

The gown was more than I could have imagined. It draped over my very pregnant bump with its flowy chiffon and silk material beautifully.

JR’s reaction when he first laid eyes on me sent my core into “nuclear meltdown”. I swear I could have filled a damn lake with how soaked my panties became with that sultry, smoldering gaze.

“Breathe.” Moon and Kyou laughed making breathing sounds.

“Kind of hard when we have a “Sex God” carrying us off.” I laughed as the naughty wolves smiled sinisterly.

“You know what else is “HARD”?” They both laughed wiggling their asses.

“Enough. I do not need you two adding to the “meltdown” in my panties.” I hissed feeling the tight little ball of fire heating up.

A deep chesty growl pulled me from my bantering with the naughty wolves, finding dark, desire smoldering eyes strip fucking me. The sly smirk that formed on his plump pink lips sent me rocketing into a boiling stage of meltdown.

“You keep that up and we will not make it to our reception.” JR whispered into my ear, biting playfully at my jaw.

Okay, that heavy metal drummer in my soaked walls just tripled timed the double base peddles.

“HOLY SHIT FUCK!” I screamed silently as my body reacted with its own mind.

“They can wait.” I whispered seductively against his ear, trailing my tongue from collar to jaw line, biting playfully.

I swear his firm grip was about to break some bones, while his body ignited into an inferno under my body. Hooking a hard left, down the hallway to the back south garden. The night bayou breeze smelled of fresh rain and dew as he slipped in behind a large Weeping Willow tree.

Capturing my lips as he pushed me up against the tree trunk, feverish hands trailing down my thighs, sliding up under the chiffon and silk. Hot electrifying sparks along my inner thighs knocked my boiling meltdown into a hungry, raging volcano of desire.

Our tongues chased, fought, speared against one another as our hands explored hungrily, unbuttoning, shifting material out of the way. Gasping for breath, then diving madly back into our heated tongue battle, while he slowly trailed his tip along my seeping, quivering lips. Pulling one leg up, while resting his hands against the trunk for support as he drove every inch of his pure, animalistic shaft deeply into my hot, soaking walls.

A loud moan rolling freely as he knocked at the deepest spot, driving at a hammering speed.

“OH” I screamed as I felt my walls shake violently as he found a spot that had me seeing shooting stars.

Gripping his forearms as he slammed against my depths, driving us beyond the edge of ecstasy into that white fuzzy subspace, where you feel like your body is suspended, floating freely.

Loud roaring screams, growling erupted as we collapsed against the cool, dew covered ground, feeling our bodies shake violently against one another as we released ourselves in an inferno, blazing wave of passion.

Loud panting as we fought to regain the oxygen that vacated our lungs, staring into each other’s intense passion filled gazes.

Slowly standing while adjusting ourselves, laughing softly, fixing wrinkles, plucking small twigs from our hair. JR cupped my face, trailing his thumb lightly across my jaw, smiling that smoldering gaze.

“Mrs. Rockwell.” He whispered placing a heated kiss to my well-suckled lips. A deep moan escaping as his fingers slid through my hair, pulling me tighter to his chest.

“Mr. Rockwell.” I moaned leaning my head back as he kissed along my neck, biting my mark gently.

Panting heavily as we started grinding, feverously trailing our hands over one another, when this sweet little puppy howl erupted into the night breeze. Jack and I pulled apart walking out from behind the tree, finding Theos sitting in the middle of the garden howling at his first full moon.

Grabbing Jack’s hand walking over to the little white ball of cuteness. Moon and Kyou were cooing at how cute Theos was howling.

Dropping to my knees howling with Theos at the moon, hearing the howls erupting loudly from the clan. Jack picked Theos up howling with him playfully, watching as his eyes lit up with the reflecting moonlight.

“Come. We have a party to greet.” Jack laughed holding his hand out to me, lifting me up while holding Theos with his other hand.

“Yes. I am famished, thirsty, and extremely horny.” I laughed smacking Jack’s firm ass cheek as I sauntered off into the house towards the loud music.

Low grumbling from behind had me laughing harder. The smell of seasoned, bloody steak had me tiptoeing in delight into the reception. Before stepping one toe into the hall, strong arms scooped me up bridal style, while a soft wet nose kissed my cheek.

“MAY I PRESENT ALPHA AND LUNA, HUSBAND AND WIFE, MR. AND MRS. ROCKWELL!” Jaxon and Braxton boomed over the audio system, while everyone jumped, clapped, whistled, and howled as we entered.

Let the party begin.