Chapter 103 Burgers, fries, and a shake…
Bridget’s POV
“You checking me out, sweetheart?” He doesn’t even bother to hide the smirk as he lifts
his gaze from his bourbon. “If you are, bring that cute ass over here and prove it.”
My mouth tightens, not because I’m offended-because I’m craving. Not the drink. Him.
My mate.
I start moving toward him on my hands and knees, slow and deliberate, like I’m stalking
prey. Sleek. Hungry. A little feral. I’ve got on a tank and boy shorts and I’m fully aware of
how good I look.
And even when my body shifts soon-when pregnancy makes changes I can’t control-I
know he’ll still look at me like this.
A low growl rips out of him the second my hands reach him. I keep going, palms sliding
up those thick, muscular thighs as I settle between his legs.
“Alright,” I murmur, letting my gaze drop with zero shame. “My big bad werewolf. I’ve
missed you.”
It was only this morning that we were together, but that doesn’t matter. I want sex
again. Dirty, needy, make-my-brain-go-blank sex.
My fingers slip into his shorts. I don’t bother being gentle. I tear the front and his heavy
length jumps free like it’s been waiting. I lower my mouth to him without breaking eye
contact, dragging my tongue from the base up to the tip.
He’s already swollen. A slick bead gathers at the head.
I lick it away slowly, watching his expression darken. Then I take him in, deeper and
deeper until he hits the back of my throat.
And I don’t stop.
I push farther, wanting everything-wanting to feel just how much I can take, wanting
his weight against my lips.
“Damn, Bridget,” he bites out, voice rough.
His hand finds my bun and yanks it loose. Pins scatter. My hair spills down my back.
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He loves it like this in private. I keep it up when we’re alone just to mess with him, because I know it gets under his skin. And it always ends the same way-those huge fingers taking control, that look on his face, me making it up to him on my knees.
He starts moving his hips, meeting my mouth. The first deep push has my pulse
skittering. He drives into my throat, and it only makes me wetter.
“Yeah,” he murmurs. “Just like that.”
His grip tightens in my hair, and the possessiveness of it lights me up. I follow his
rhythm, taking him fully again.
“Goddamn it,” he curses. “Fuck.”
Then he hauls me up.
Ryder drags me onto his lap until I’m straddling him, heat to heat. His claws extend and
in one brutal swipe he shreds my favorite set.
“Ryder!” I snap at him, half outrage, half arousal.
“I’ll replace it,” he says like it’s nothing.
He guides me over him and sinks me down slowly. Hands locked on my hips. The stretch
is thick, relentless-sweet torture-and I can tell he’s holding himself back. The
pregnancy has made him careful, even when he’s losing his mind.
“Yes,” I moan, head tipping back as he bottoms out inside me.
I clench around him and he grunts, eyes flashing. Dark hazel turns to a pure, hungry
black.
I ride him hard, breasts bouncing as I take control. He cups them, letting me set the pace,
and then his mouth closes around my nipples, moving from one to the other like he’s
starving.
My body responds instantly, that heightened sensitivity making everything sharper.
A crash cuts through the room-plates and trays hitting the floor.
Ryder has swept the bed clear without even looking. Then he rolls us, flipping me onto
my back like he needs to own the moment. He pins my arms above my head, mouth
slanting over mine, tongue tasting my lips.
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And then he starts driving into me.
Hard. Deep. Over and over.
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The pressure builds fast, dragging me higher each thrust. I arch off the mattress, begging
without words.
“You feel so good, Ryder,” I breathe.
“Baby,” he growls, hair falling into his face as he pounds into me, “you don’t even know
how perfect this pussy is.”
He speeds up and my vision blurs.
“All mine,” I whisper, squeezing him as his growl thickens. I swear he swells even more
inside me.
“Fuck… Bridget.”
His hand slips between us, fingers finding my clit where we’re joined. I’m already
stretched to my limit, and the extra touch is cruel.
He strokes me just right.
I shatter.
“Ryder!” I scream, canines snapping out as instinct takes over. I bite into his neck, tasting
that sweet rush of blood, and euphoria floods me so hard my body shakes.
His thrusts go deeper as his own growl tears free.
His free hand fists in my hair, tipping my head back, exposing the mark he’s already
given me.
Then he bites down.
He marks me again-reclaiming me, like he needs the reminder stamped into skin.
I lick over the fresh bite to seal it, and my second orgasm slams into me immediately. I’m
screaming his name again, throat raw with it.
Ryder’s hands slide down to my ass, gripping, spreading, teasing-then his middle finger
presses in.
My third orgasm hits so fast I sob.
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“Take it,” he orders, voice like steel. “Try. Because next time I’m inside you, I’m taking this
virgin hole right here.”
The words knock the air out of me. I can’t even answer. My whole body trembles,
wrecked by his control and the promise in it.
“I love what you do to me,” I manage, broken and needy, as his finger pushes deeper.
I clamp down and it tips me over again.
Orgasm number four steals the rest of my strength.
I crumple into the sheets. Ryder follows, bracing his weight over me, holding me steady while his mouth turns gentle-soft kisses, slow kisses, covering my neck and chest as
my breathing finally evens out.
Wrapped in his arms, I slip into a light sleep.
The next morning, we’re sitting in Luna Kendra’s office, surrounded by voices and planning. Evelyn is here, Eliza-Connor’s mom-Sienna, Archer, Therese, Ms. Miriam,
Grandma Celia, and Beatrix.
The kitchen staff has set out food like they expect a siege. And honestly? With two pregnant women in the room, it makes sense. Snacking has become my entire
personality.
“So, Bridget,” Sienna says, leaning forward, “have you thought any more about taking a
position with the royal family? With how powerful you are?”
“I’m not,” I answer easily. “I love my life here. I’m happy. And I don’t think I’m the one
when there are other choices.”
Grandma Celia’s expression turns firm. “But you’re the most qualified, with your abilities
and your connection to the moon goddess.”
“But there are actual royals who should be looked at,” Sienna adds.
I catch Evelyn’s face shift-just a flicker-but it’s enough to make me notice.
“Well, protocol matters,” Evelyn says coolly, “but talent matters too. Bloodline doesn’t
guarantee the right person. The last king and queen proved that, and they were royal.”
Archer jumps in fast, protective. “Hey-Sienna didn’t mean anything by it. We just want
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I keep my expression neutral, but inside I’m wary. The sudden focus on royal posts
feels… pointed.
Luna Kendra taps her pen once. “Either way, lineage and qualifications both go before the elders. Everyone gets evaluated. Same rules.”
“Yes,” Sienna says, and Evelyn stares at her again like she’s trying to read a hidden message. “The elders will be fair. They’ll choose correctly.”
Ms. Miriam claps her hands lightly, redirecting the room. “Alright, back to the party. We’ve got a small window before these babies demand naps or another plate of food.”
She smiles at me and Evelyn.
I rest a hand on my stomach and swallow. It feels like I’ve grown overnight. I know it’s
twins, but still-this is fast.
I have an appointment today with Dr. Kira. We’re hoping to see them on the ultrasound.
Ryder and I have been buzzing about it.
And I make a mental note to corner Evelyn later and ask what’s going on between her
and the girls.
“Okay,” Dr. Kira says the same day, voice bright as she wheels the machine closer. “Luna Bridget, Alpha Ryder-ready to meet these babies?”
She turns the ultrasound on and covers the wand with what looks like a condom. Since
it’s still early, she explains, a vaginal ultrasound will give the best view.
I’ve already had blood drawn. Now it’s the part that matters.
I take Ryder’s hand. He’s seated beside me as I lean back on the table. The room is dim,
the screen glowing in front of us.
My heart is doing too much.
Excited, terrified, grateful-all at once.
I’ve always wanted a family. I just never knew if it was something I’d get. I never knew if
stability was meant for me. Or if love-real love-would ever find me.
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And now here I am, in a doctor’s office, about to see the twins I share with a man who truly loves me.
Dr. Kira studies the screen. “Alright now. Let’s see what we’ve got in here, Luna.”
Seconds drag out like hours.
Then the image sharpens.
“Oh, here we go,” she says, pleased. “Baby A is right here. And here-baby B.” She
points. “They look great. Two perfect little beans. Let’s listen for heartbeats.”
Ryder and I look at each other and smile, like we’re trying not to break.
I squeeze his hand.
And then it happens-the sound floods the room.
Two rapid, steady heartbeats.
It’s the most beautiful sound I have ever heard.
“There we are,” Dr. Kira says softly. “Strong heartbeats.”
Tears slide down my face before I can stop them. Ryder leans in and kisses me.
My questions tumble out in a rush. “Are they developing okay? Are they on track for
pups? Wolves are pregnant four months-so what happens since I was human and
didn’t know? How long will this be?”
“Okay, Luna,” Dr. Kira says, calm and amused as she snaps a few images. Then she
removes the probe. “First-your pups are perfect. They’re developing exactly as they
should, no signs of delay. They are a bit larger than average. Twins are usually smaller,
but you’re… a special case.”
She meets my eyes. “We’re going to monitor you weekly to see if you’re moving at an
accelerated pace. But right now? Two healthy pups. You’re about a month along.”
“Okay,” I whisper, breath shaky. Relief loosens something tight in my chest.
Dr. Kira smiles. “Would you like pictures and a video of the heartbeats?”
“Yes,” Ryder answers immediately. “Thank you, doctor.”
She hands me wipes. I clean up, glancing down at myself. I swear there’s already the
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“I’ll give you two a minute,” she says, stepping toward the door. “And again-
congratulations, Alpha and Luna.”
When we’re alone, Ryder’s voice turns gentle. “Good job, momma. They’re perfect.”
I laugh through another tear. “Damn hormones.”
We gather the paperwork and the extra vitamins.
All I can think is how fast I want to frame those pictures.
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