Claimed by the Alphas: Part Six by Viola Rivard Read Free Book Online

second he put his hand on her stomach, the baby wouldn’t so much as twitch. He had tried for days to pretend it didn’t bother him, but it was clear that his patience in the matter was wearing thin.
     
    They were in their chamber, the small room that the three of them shared. It was early morning, and though they were too deep underground for outside light, they had a supply of candles that they lit in the mornings and evenings, so that Mila could see while they spent private time together.
     
    Private time with Caim almost always ended in sex, even now that her stomach was becoming huge. Today was no different. Caim had snagged her from the main room while Asch was having a conversation with a couple of the beta wolves, spiriting her away to their fur pallet. It was as he was lighting the candles that the baby began kicking enthusiastically, only to abruptly stop as soon as she called it to his attention.
     
    “You’ ll catch him eventually,” she said, patting him on the shoulder. She had taken to calling the baby a ‘he’ lately, mostly just placate Caim, who had been a little too high-strung the past few days.
     
    He shrugged her hand away. “Do not patronize me.” He lay back on the pallet, a sour look on his face. “It does not matter.”
     
    She smiled, leaning over him and brushing the dark hair from his forehead. “You know what I think?”
     
    “I would not presume to understand your mind, mate.”
     
    She resisted the urge to roll her eyes at him. “I think that maybe he just respects you too much to kick you.”
     
    He gave her a dry look. “What does a pup know about respect?”
     
    “I dunno,” she said, stroking his hair. “But you’re the only person he doesn’t want to kick. That must count for something.”
     
    Caim rubbed his stubbled jaw, seeming to consider the prospect. She had more or less pulled the excuse out of thin air, but she did believe that the baby had a unique awareness of Caim. Whether that meant that the baby was his, or it was just partial to Caim’s deep baritone, she wasn’t sure and tried not to think about too often, lest she drive herself insane.
     
    “My voice does command authority,” he said, sounding contemplative.
     
    Mila smiled, leaning down to kiss him. He immediately took control of the kiss, staking his claim on her mouth with a deep thrust of his tongue. A gnawing emptiness expanded inside her as Caim worked his tongue within her mouth.
     
    He sat up, careful not to break their kiss, and pulled her into his lap. She had already undressed, but Caim didn’t take advantage of her nudity, carefully positioning her so that his large erection rested between them.
     
    Brute though he was, Caim was beginning to understand her needs in the bedroom. He had always been able to turn her on and make her climax, but it was the thrill of having such a big, aggressive male taking her in such an animalistic way that had always excited her the most. Since her stomach had started to swell he had been surprisingly conscientious of being overly rough with her in bed, opting to try his hand at more subtle ways of arousing her.
     
    He moved to run his mouth down the curve of her neck, grazing his canines over her fragile flesh. She moaned, and he pressed his fangs down a little harder, skating the line between pleasure and pain. Mila squirmed restlessly in his lap, eliciting a low growl from her mate.
     
    “Be still,” he said gruffly. “Or else I will take you right now, and I will not concern myself with your release.”
     
    Mila laughed out loud and swatted his head. “Well lucky for me, you’re not the only mate that knows how to make me come.”
     
    Caim pushed her down onto the furs and gave her a sly look. “It is hardly a challenge. I could bring you to completion just by breathing on you.”
     
    She smirked, spreading her arms out to give him full access to her body. “I’d like to see you try, big guy.”
     
    His eyes gleamed with