Chapter 145

Michael POV

Shawna's parents were rubbing me the wrong way. It seemed like they somehow believed her kidnapping was her fault. They appeared ready to blame anyone but the ones who were actually at fault. As we sat there at the dinner table, revealing what had happened to Shawna, they grew increasingly quiet. Shawna was afraid to tell them all of the things that happened to her, at one point breaking down in tears. "Stop it with the tears, Shawna, you're clearly alright," her mother said. "You look fine."

"I look fine?" Shawna breathed out. "I look fine." She took a deep breath, and just as I was about to say something, she growled deep in her throat. "No, Michael, this is not when I need you to protect me. I need to say this to my mother, so please just let me get this out," she said tightly. I sat still, my hand on her leg to let her know I was there. I would not allow anyone to hurt her ever again, but she insisted on doing this herself, and I was going to give her that. It was a piece of her dignity that I knew she needed to hold on to.

"Mother, what I went through, I hope no one ever has to go through. I look alright now, but when they found me, I was not myself. Michael saw me, he knows. I was rail thin, my hair was dull, and I was covered in bruises and blood. I hadn't eaten a meal in who knows how long. I hadn't had more than sips of water. I was beaten, fed wolvesbane, and locked in a cage. When they felt particularly fond of me, they ripped me from the cage and raped me over and over, with others watching. So yes, I am clearly fine," she stood abruptly from her chair. "I'm just thankful that the Goddess gave me a mate who loves me, in spite of the things that happened to me. Now if you will excuse me, I'm going to bed." She pushed her chair back, pulling her hand from mine and walked to the door.

Her mother stood as well. "Shawna, I didn't know. I.....please," she said pleadingly.

"You never know when to just be a mother. You have never known how to be caring. I was afraid to come here and see you, even though I know you needed to see me, to know I was still me. I knew you would judge me and my mate, you can't help yourself," Shawna walked out and I heard her bedroom door slam shut.

"I'm so sorry," her mother cried as she looked towards me. "I didn't know."

"Perhaps you could have given the girl some time Celeste," Shawna's father said as he stood. "I'm going for a smoke." He walked out of the dining room and right out the front door, leaving me sitting there with Shawna's mother.

"Well," I sighed. "Thank you for dinner. Now I am going to go comfort my woman and hopefully get some sleep. Maybe tomorrow things will look better in the light of day." I stood and walked from the room. Celeste didn't so much as move from where she stood, her breathing shallow as she tried to hold back tears. What was with this woman? Her daughter had been kidnapped, tortured, and finally when she returns home, she makes her feel like it's her fault.

"Babe," I walked up behind Shawna as she stood staring out the window. "Do you want to talk about it?" I wrapped my arms around her and she leaned back into me.

"Not really. She's always been hard to talk too. Tomorrow will be better, I think."

"We don't have to stay if you don't want too. We can leave tomorrow," I told her as I held her against me, taking in her scent.

"No. I need to stay. I want to spend time with my father. I'd also like to know where my sister and brother are at. I wonder if they are here. It seems like they would have been here waiting to see me," she says softly. "Anyway," she turns in my arms and wraps her arms around my neck. "I think we should get some sleep." I kiss her gently on the lips, sucking on her bottom lip.

"You sure you want to go to sleep?" I ask. I can feel myself getting hard against her abdomen, it doesn't take much when we are this close.

"Oh," she says pulling back a little to look down between us. "I think I better help you with that first," she unties the drawstring on my sweatpants and slips her hand inside. "Well my Alpha, you are ready for me so quickly," then she drops to her knees, taking my sweat pants down with her. My cock springs free and she wraps her hand around it, licking the tip with her tongue. My cock jerks in her hand and she smiles and then takes me into her mouth. It's all I can do to remain standing as she works me with her mouth and her hand simultaneously. I'm holding in my groan, worried that her parents will hear us, even though we are adults and mated. It's a little uncomfortable, especially since she was just arguing with her mother. I bring my thoughts back to her and stare down at her as she works her magic on my cock. Thinking of nothing but her mouth on me, I come so hard that I stumble a little. She swallows and then laughs a soft throaty laugh. "I'm glad I have that affect on you," she says as she stands. I open my eyes, then swoop her up into my arms and toss her gently on the bed.

"My turn," I say, as I remove her pants in one quick motion. She pulls her sweater over her head and tosses it on the floor and then unclasps her bra. My faced in buried in her wet pussy faster than she can lay back down. She threads her fingers in my hair and tugs. Her little moans turn me on even more, but I want to satisfy her so that she will fall asleep thinking of us, not the conversation with her mother. Shawns wrythes under my tongue as I lap at her juices. I put a thumb on her clit and rub and pinch it, and I can feel her legs tensing against my ears. Placing two fingers inside, I curl up my fingers and suck her clit into my mouth. That's all it takes and my girls cums so hard that her whole body trembles.

I continue to lick her as her aftershocks course through her and then she sighs that contended sound I know so well. I climb up next to her and pull the covers over us, tucking her into my side. "You good babe?" I ask.

"So good," she mumbles and then drifts off to sleep.