Voiceless - M. Sinclair Page 0,50

the forefront of my mind and actions. One of them? Having pups with my mate. I legitimately wanted to have a baby, or several, with Colette. I tried to swallow a low rumble from my chest at that thought, but I didn’t think it completely worked.

“Where is Hunter?” Dylan asked in an obvious attempt to distract me.

“Hm?” I arched a brow. “Oh, probably outside talking to Liam.”

“You would think Lena would put these poor guys out of their misery,” Dylan chuckled as I shrugged. I saw Colette’s eyes shift over Dylan and then myself, her cheeks heating when she realized she had been caught staring.

Fuck. Why was that so hot?

Honestly, the mix of slight naivety and coy sexiness fucking killed me. I inhaled sharply, annoyed as someone not from our pack approached her. He had a little boy with him that seemed nervous and I could tell his dad seemed somewhat annoyed with him. He was also staring at my fucking mate.

Lena offered me a look, and I grunted, standing up and making sure pens were available near the sheet in front of me that had a running list of names for Ballet ages twelve to fifteen. I had no idea what that meant, but I was glad she had a lot of names on there. My sister left the very awkward conversation going on as I approached.

“Daddy,” the kid pulled on his hand, “will we be able to sign up for classes today?”

His father’s jaw clenched as he looked away from Colette’s sweet gaze on the boy. He spoke harshly, “Now, Ashton, you don’t really want to sign up for dance, do you. It’s for pretty girls like Miss Allard here.”

Soon to be Mrs. Graves.

“Actually,” I looked at the elemental mage as he snapped his head up suddenly looking paler “dance is for anyone that enjoys it. At least, that’s my understanding. Right, angel?”

Colette nodded sweetly as the man grunted. “Well then, we will be sure to sign him up.”

“I’m going to steal my mate here for a bit, the sheets are on all the tables,” I noted dismissively as Colette’s small laughter rang out in my head. I could tell she found my slight jealousy hilarious. I wanted to spank her for that, but also kiss the hell out of her.

“I’m going to kill that bastard,” I sent the thought as she shook with laughter, my steps taking us towards her office. I ushered her into the room and closed the door, my smile apparent as I dipped my head and grazed her lips.

“You find my jealousy funny?” I arched a brow as she laughed out loud, the sound sweet and beautiful.

“You have nothing to be jealous of, ever. But yes, your reaction was a bit funny.” She nibbled her lip as I shook my head, pressing my lips to hers, hating the distance between the two of us.

A low growl came from my throat as I easily picked her up, her grip tightening on me as I explored her sweet mouth. My cock pulsed against her center as I laid her out on the empty desk, loving how flushed and turned on she was, her pupils large and lips parted.

“I can tell I am going to hate dance clothes,” I muttered, pulling her warm-up pants off leaving her in black tights and this skin-tight leotard, her nipples hard and pressed to the material. I groaned, flicking the straps off her shoulders and peeling the material down to her waist, suddenly wishing I’d locked the door. Oh well.

“Luca!” She moaned as my name echoed through our connection, my tongue swirling around her nipple before I bit down on it gently. Her hips instinctually moved against mine so that she was rubbing her center against my rigid cock. There were way too many fucking layers separating us.

“Hell, Colette,” I groaned, “I need you, baby. I don’t want you going out there without my mark and cum on you.” That would make me feel better. Right? God, I fucking hoped so.

“Please,” she whimpered as I pulled down her leotard and ripped her tights in the process. I heard the music grow louder in the other room and I was suddenly thankful for my brothers. Not that it would have stopped me but this was her business.

“You are so goddamn beautiful,” I mumbled as she tightened her legs around me.

Kneeling down, I tugged her hips towards me in a sharp movement and brought my lips to her center.

She let out a