Enzo (The Wolves Den: New #1)

Bonus Epilogue

"DEJA, ARE YOU SURE this is a good idea?" Enzo asked. He was standing behind her, taking them both in. They were looking into the full-sized mirror in the bedroom. They were no longer living in the garage apartment but in the main house.

"You need to get out more, love. Live." Deja caught his eyes in the mirror and smiled. She loved this male, her alien warrior. He was her mate, her husband, and she was never giving him up.

"Ven," Enzo protested.

"He's spending time with Tristan." They were an odd pair. Ven was the youngest if you didn't count Jade, the newborn, and she wasn't sure, but she thought Tristan was the oldest of the Kur'iks. It was odd indeed, but it seemed to work.

"Tristan can be surly on his best day."

Deja laughed. "Is this coming from my male who makes being surly an art form?"

Enzo grunted and walked away. Deja turned to watch. Somehow, she had wrestled him into a three-piece charcoal gray suit. She was already wet seeing him in it. The jacket looked like it was tailor-made for him, perfectly framing his wide shoulders before narrowing elegantly down his back. The pants cupped his ass, making him look like a treat any woman would want to take a bite out of. He was all hers. How had her life gone from nearly pushing her in front of a speeding train to this fantasy she got to live every day?

Deja took one last look into the mirror. She was wearing a rich purple dress that formed a choker collar around her neck, leaving her back bare. The dress split in two, with each half hugging her breasts before it flowed down into a knee-high skirt with slits on both sides.

"Let's go; we don't want to be late," she said, standing in the doorway, watching him retrieve his wallet.

He gave her a small courtly bow and led the way to the door. This was date night, something Deja insisted they have. She had informed him that all the couples had date nights; it was simply how it was.

Enzo slid behind the wheel of the car with ease. He was a much better driver and Deja loved letting him be in charge. She sat back and tried not to get too excited about the restaurant they were going to.

She had started by taking her family to small fast-food places and then upped the ante by choosing mom-and-pop places. Now she hoped Enzo was ready for the next step up. A more expensive restaurant.

"I can hear you worrying from here," Enzo said. His soft rumble of a voice made the butterflies in her stomach go wild.

The voices in her head were silent;She never knew if they were expecting trouble or if they simply loved him as much as she did.

"We're expecting trouble," her feral side said.

"And fun," several other voices chimed in at the same time.

Deja couldn't help smiling; she'd been expecting the same. Enzo pulled up and the valet opened the door for them. She'd gone over what was happening so he wouldn't be startled. Enzo handed over the keys after he looked the valet over from head to toe. The poor man was trembling by the time Enzo gave him the keys. She stayed seated, waiting for him to come around and open the door, then help her out of the car.

So far so good. She placed her hand on his arm and walked into the restaurant. She chose The Grand Concourse, as it was on the first floor and didn't have any sensors to pass through. They were on the south side. It was chilly with the wind coming off the river, but it was still a gorgeous night.

They walked into a long hallway with bench seating and bathrooms off to the right. She approached the host and gave him their names, and he led them to a table. Deja had requested they be seated close to the main entrance. None of the Kur'iks liked to be seated away from the door. She'd learned that the hard way.

They ordered drinks. She knew whatever Enzo was drinking wouldn't get him drunk. They needed drinks with higher alcohol content than human-made ones. Coal was teaching her about things like 'Hair of the Dog' and other drinks the Kur'iks had thought themselves clever when they named them.

Dinner went well. They ate good food even if she thought the food was overpriced for what they got. Enzo made her laugh while giving her 'I-want-to-get-you-naked-looks.'

She'd gotten a boatload of looks that seemed to say, "How did you get him?" She preened every time a look was thrown her way. Yes, she was petty and perfectly okay with it.

They made it through the night; she was full and looking forward to the next part, where her man wore her out by making love to her.

It was the soft growl that no one except her could hear because Enzo was making it sub-vocal. Deja took a quick look around. All she saw was an older female with a small child.

Enzo walked up to the female with a not-so-pleasant smile. He bent over her and whispered words before he came back and led Deja out front.

"What was all that about?" Deja asked when he was driving them home.

"The female has been beating on the child. There was nothing I could do at the restaurant. I told her that justice was coming for her."

Deja blinked. It was eerie, but when a Kur'ik made a promise, you could be sure it was going to happen. She shook her head and put the woman out of her mind. Her time was coming. Closing her eyes, Deja placed her hand on Enzo's thick thigh, enjoying the heat coming from him and the crisp night air as he drove them home.

Deja was standing in their bedroom. She twirled around, allowing Enzo to appreciate the dress she was wearing as it played peek-a-boo with her legs. His soft growl of appreciation was all she needed.

"If you want to keep that dress in one piece, you better take it off now," he said, taking a step towards her. She backed up, with a laugh.

Her hand went to the back of the collar which was held together with three cleverly disguised snaps. When they were off, the dress pooled at her feet, and she stepped out of it. She was left wearing breast petals that kept the girls in place and a thong. This was a first for him.

Enzo stalked her across the room, his growls getting louder.

"Stop right there, my alien warrior; one of us is overdressed, and don't you rip that suit." It cost too much to rip. She didn't care how much money he said they had.

Enzo's green eyes blazed. They were so hot Deja fanned herself, hoping not to combust before the main event. His lips curved into a smirk that made her almost swallow her tongue. He went to his phone, turned on a song, and began lip-syncing the words "Pony" by Ginuwine. Her male was never going to be a singer.

With a slow swing to his hips, he started by loosening the tie he was wearing and then going to his white button-down shirt. He took off the shirt slowly, revealing his muscles one by one. Could anticipation kill her?

Yes, it could, but she was determined to hang in there for women everywhere. She laughed at herself before licking her lips as his hands went to the button on his slacks. He turned around, leaning over as he shook his hips, and his pants came down in the slowest movement ever. The more he revealed, the more her brain went into meltdown. Her male had been flirting with her and making eyes at her all evening long, and now she discovered he was commando.

The next time this happened, she would have a surprise for him. The perfect globes of his ass were begging for her to kiss, lick, and bite. When he turned around, his thick and long cock was standing at attention. Enzo was wearing nothing except for his tie.

Deja felt like she had died and gone to heaven. The voices in her head were either drooling or making suggestive moves. She agreed with all of them.

Putting a little sashay into her hips, she took him by the tie and led him to the bed.

"You're all mine," she growled. Now that she could shapeshift into whatever the being was, her growls were more realistic.

"Forever," Enzo said. Once again, he was pledging his life to hers.

Deja blinked fast so she wouldn't cry. Tears were not appropriate right now, not even tears of joy.

Turning him around so his back was to the bed, she pressed on his chest and watched him sink onto the mattress.

Enzo was so handsome. There were days she had to pinch herself; she couldn't believe that she'd somehow struck it rich with a mate and a son.

He reached out to her, and she took his hand, climbing on top of him.

"I love it when you ride me," Enzo said. His voice invaded her heart and made her pussy cream.

"Naughty male. You know what your voice does to me." She leaned down and started licking his lips before she bit his lower one. He opened his mouth, and they were kissing. His tongue dueled with hers. She could tell, by the way he was giving her pleasure but not taking over, that being in charge wasn't something he wanted tonight.

Deja deepened her voice, using the command she'd learned on the job dealing with werewolves. "Wrap your hands around the headboard and don't break it."

Thank you to whoever designed this headboard with beautifully curved, thick posts running from top to bottom.

Deja started kissing down his neck using the end of the tie to tease him. When she reached his nipples, she gave him a seductive smile before she took one into her mouth. She loved sucking on his nipples when he made those low, satisfying sounds, just like the ones he was making now. His hips were moving from side to side. She knew it was to keep himself from thrusting. She'd have to fix that; this wasn't a night for restraint.

She took his other nipple into her mouth while her hands played with the first one and then began to move over his chest and back. She stroked him while using her nails to scratch him just hard enough to make his low sounds louder and to hear him growl 'more.'

Deja moved down his chest to his abs, keeping her hands moving all over him while he was holding the headboard, not allowed to do anything except feel.

"Deja," Enzo's voice was low and raspy.

"Yes, my love?" she purred. Her tongue went to where his belly button would be if he were born human. She knew that Kur'iks had some semblance of one because her son walked around without a shirt on in the house. She noticed his belly button—it didn't look the same as a human's, but it was there.

"I want to—"

"No touching for you, my love," she said, cutting him off. "Tonight is about feeling. I want to spoil you."

She spent her time simply running her hands over his legs and then back to his abs and pecs, using her fingers and nails to make him sensitive. By the time her mouth followed the same path, he was going out of his mind. When he began speaking in Kur'ik, she took his thick dick into her mouth. Well, damn, she loved sucking his cock.

Her tongue circled the head of his cock, loving the taste. A bit of pre-cum seeped out, and she lapped it up. She started bobbing up and down on his cock, while one hand was wrapped around his length moving with her head and the other hand was caressing his balls. She licked and bobbed until she felt his balls start to tighten.

"Nope." She laughed at his disgruntled look. "Not yet."

She climbed up his body, dragging her wet pussy over him. His eyes, already dark with desire, blew wide when she placed her pussy over his mouth. He dove in with a hum of appreciation, licking her and using his tongue like his cock, spearing her deep. She gave a keening cry before she pulled back. As much as she wanted to come on his face, that wasn't her plan.

Deja moved down his chest until his thick cock was nestled into the cleft of her ass.

"I'm going to ride you."

He nodded. His green eyes were so dark with desire that all she saw was green, no white to be found.

She lifted, placing herself over his cock, and sank down on it, taking him inside of her slowly. It was always an experience being filled with him. His growl of satisfaction met hers.

"Play time's over," Enzo growled. He placed his hands on her hips and flipped them over.

The look of satisfaction on her face said all he needed to know.

Had she taunted him until he lost control? Yeah, so what?

Enzo pistoned his hips, hitting her sweet spot with every downward move. She was clutching at him, trying to get closer as sweet sounds of pleasure came from her. This was what she wanted for the rest of her life. She didn't know how long they would live. Even if it was another thousand years, it wouldn't be long enough. Every day was better with him in it.

Enzo took her nipple into his mouth, sucking as the sweetest sounds came from his mate.

"I love you," Deja chanted with each of Enzo's thrusts. She met his thrusts, taking them both higher. She could feel his balls draw up while the feeling of pleasure sat at the bottom of her spine, letting her know it was going to go off like a bomb.

Their moves became frantic, as their hands moved, caressing and loving the other one until Deja exploded. Her orgasm swept through her, making her see fireworks until she was swept so high into the sky; there was nothing but clouds and blue sky.

Enzo's deep howl caressed her as she came. His orgasm exploded as she felt his cum shooting inside her. They moved frantically, enjoying the pleasure that ripped through them.

Deja collapsed onto Enzo's chest. She was still connected to him and didn't care. Fireworks were still going off in her mind as she lay on a cloud, snuggled against Enzo watching the beauty down below.

He carefully untangled them and pulled her up to lie against his side.

"I love you," Enzo whispered. His mate had changed the lives of every Kur'ik and Thalian on Earth.