Whoops, His Mistress Crashed Our Wedding. Mine Didn't novel Chapter 36

“So…you up for a ride today, doll?”

“A ride on what?” she looks around curiously.

“On me,” Flint says in his deeper tone.

“Oh, oh really!?”

I hand Envy the backpack and tighten the straps on her so it won’t come loose, and then I begin to strip my clothes, tossing them into one of the nearby trees. Envy looks literally everywhere but right at me. That doesn’t stop her scent from changing. She likes this.

I quickly shift and nudge her hip to get her attention, and the awe in her eyes turns Flint into a mushy puddle. She gives us a long pet, and when we lower onto our belly, she gets the gist of what we’re trying to tell her. Ever so gently, she mounts us, wrapping her arms around our chest, her thighs tightening on our sides, and her head lying on our back.

We should carry our mate all the time, everywhere. Flint purrs loudly, making her giggle, and then we set off at a gentle pace. Her core is definitely rubbing along our spine because that dizzying scent is only growing stronger. It’s distracting, really. I have to make a very conscious effort to avoid all the trees. Envy yips and laughs as be jumps over a fallen tree, and that spurs me on to see if maybe she would like to go a little faster. Her laughter increases as our pace does, and it’s a beautiful sound. Just me, my mate, and the world around us.

And me Flint grunts.

Right, and my wolf.

It’s a fair run to the spot I’m searching for, but when I hear the telltale sigh of a waterfall, I know I’ve found it. It’s a spot we haven’t come to in years. My brothers and I must have been maybe six the last time our parents brought us. Mum used to tell us stories of how she fell in love with our father here. I can only hope that this place holds a sort of magic that helps Envy fall in love with me. We slow to a walk as we pass through the walls of stone and vines into the hidden caverns where the waterfall and hot springs are

“Wow…” Envy breaths out as I lower myself so she can slide off my back.

I shift behind her as she watches the water and gently tug the bag off her back to get my spare clothes out. I opt for a pair of swim shorts and grab the black bikini Aleisha picked out.

“Wanna swim, doll?”

I brush my chest along her back, and she gasps in surprise before she spins to see the swimmers in my hand. I almost want to blush when I catch her eyes roaming along my chest as she checks me out. She takes the bikini, and I turn around so she can change. My long hair is catching in the wind, and that

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capture my wrists, making me still.

“Don’t. I like it down.”

“You do?” I turn around to see if I can detect a lie in her face, but what I see when I turn has left my jaw on the bloody floor. The black swimmers don’t leave much to the imagination. They highlight all of her

features.

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