Chapter 70 Family Trip to Paris

The return of Alpha Brian to total health and taking his rightful place in the Pack gave me the idea of taking my family to France to spend a few weeks with Sophia and Vincent. I discussed the matter with Isabella, who told me this was not the best idea. She was stalling, and I had to coerce her to agree. That night, I spent quality time with her, letting her know how Persuasive I could get as we spent an evening at the spa with a couples massage, then dinner for two followed by a glass of wine, which led to intimacyy

It was a slice of the pie I had in store for Isabella. I arranged for an erotic evening. We visited the island hotel retreat. A tiny oasis that was our getaway evening. We were welcomed warmly by our concierge. We had a drink in hand and went to the steam room filled with eucalyptus. I could feel the steam and cool drink doing a number on my body. I felt so turned as I grabbed my wife and placed her on my lap.

Her gentle kiss lit a spark in me. Her hands were roaming all over my body. I growled against her mouth as her hands cupped my cock.

She pulled back to lock eyes with me. Her gaze flicked down to my girth in her hands. I placed her on the bench and lifted her legs above my shoulders. She gasped and said Ian, what are you Doing?”I had a wicked grin. She said we are in a public place. I replied for two.” I slid my fingers along her slit, and I said, I love the way you are always ready and slick waiting for me.”

I rocked my hand back and forth gently on her nub against the flat of my palm until her hips started rolling on their own. My lips were vibrating on her as her movements became more frantic. I could hear her little moans.

Her hand reached forward as she reached for my cock. Rubbing it, I caught my breath in my throat.

“Do you want me now, Isabella?” I asked, and she nodded. “I want your cock, Ian,” she panted. I lifted her, and she gently slid on my cock. I gave the control and let her ride my cock. She was wild with quick strokes as she slid up and down my shaft. I could feel her tightening, and as she moved in, a freezing tightening around my cock made me want to slam into her. I flipped her over and slammed into her until we both orgasm one after the other. We panted each other's names as we climaxed. We waited until our bodies were relaxed and took to the shower.

I lathered her body with soap and washed her. Then we moved to the massage room. The masseuse came, and we almost fell asleep in exhaustion.

After the massage, we retreated to our room. A few hours later, we went to dinner at the most opulent restaurant in New York. After dessert and wine, we went back to our room.

I gently undressed my mate, placed her on the bed and kissed her luscious lips, then down her shoulder to the place where I marked her. I licked the spot, and her legs widened as I moved my cock into her entrance; she gasped and rocked her body and widened her legs so she could accommodate more of me. I seized both her legs as I balanced her weight in my hands and pushed my entire length into her wet pussy. I gripped her ass to hold her steady as I pounded into her sweet slick cunt. She hissed against my lips as my cock rocked inside her. Heavy breathing turned into gasping moans as I took her to pleasure land.

Hearing her moaning my name was a sweet melody. Her moans were magical to my ears as I found that sweet spot that made her shout my name the loudest. Then she came apart as her body flexed all at once as I drove into her harder, pushing her over the edge. Feeling her tightened around me, I found her release.

My spine tingled as I drove into her harder, my hips still driving into her, my pulse hammering in my ears as I worked into her at a feverish pace. I was so close, and then I came in great pumps of ecstasy. I felt my body jerked and then relaxed. We huddled on the bed as I spooned her in my arms.

She was all I would ever need: my woman, mate, and wife. My perfect lover!

The following day, when we woke up, my wife promised she would accompany me and the kids to visit her twin.,

With Isabella finally on board, the excitement for their trip to France began to bubble beneath the surface. As they lounged in the warm, soothing environment of the spa, Bruan couldn't help but steal glances at her, captivated by her relaxed expression. The gentle pressure of the massage eased the tension from her shoulders, and he took that moment to tell her how much he appreciated her support.

“Isabella,” he said softly, taking her hand between his. “I know the idea of travelling can be daunting, but I promise this will be an unforgettable experience for our family. Sophia and Vincent have so much to share with us, and I want you to see it through my eyes.”

She rested her head against his shoulder, her worries slightly eased by the ambience and their intimacy. “I just worry about being away and how the kids will adjust,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Trust me, love,” he replied, leaning closer. “We deserve this adventure. And besides, think of the memories we’ll create together. The kids will thrive in a new environment. Imagine their faces when they see the Eiffel Tower or taste authentic French pastries for the first time.”

As the evening progressed, they enjoyed a delicious dinner, the flickering candlelight creating a warm glow around them. Bruan could see Isabella's apprehension beginning to fade with each sip of wine—her laughter came easier, her smile brighter.

After dinner, as they strolled hand in hand toward their hotel, he couldn’t help but feel grateful for the intimate moments they were sharing. Under the stars, he leaned down to kiss her gently, pulling her close. “I want this trip to deepen our bond,” he murmured against her lips.

That night, wrapped in each other’s warmth, they lost themselves in whispered dreams of the future, igniting a passion that reaffirmed their love. Ian felt a sense of clarity wash over him; this journey to France was more than just a vacation—it was a celebration of their family, their love, and the adventures yet to unfold.

As they drifted off to sleep, he could hardly wait to explore the streets of Paris with Isabella by his side, their children laughing and playing in the backdrop of one of the most romantic cities in the world. Together, they would embark on a journey filled with joy, discovery, and deepening of their familial ties.

My Beloved Readers,

Talking about coersion! Would you love your significant other to use that kind of coersion with you? Read on to find out how this trip influences this family.

Love always,

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