Tuesday Teaser October 2, 2018: Gina’s Wolf Part 27

October! Yay! My favorite month is here at last.

This month is very busy for me. There is the Northshield Crown Tournament on October 13.  I move on October 26-27. I don’t have the full amount of packing to do, since most of my stuff is still in storage. But I have plenty here to put in boxes and move., not to mention my bed, tv, computers, desks, sewing machines, etc.

And today Sammie the mommy kitty went to the vet to be spayed. Poor girl. That cannot be pleasant. And her eight week old kitten is wandering all around the house crying. He must miss his momma. She will come home tomorrow, and then she needs to be isolated from him for a while so he doesn’t hurt her.

Here is this week’s snip. Because this is an open blog and anyone can read it regardless of age, I am not posting the wedding night love scene. You’ll have to wait to read it when the book comes out! But there are some hints here about how things went for Cole and Gina. 😉

Chapter 10

Gina thought the next three days were the best of her whole life. The weather was cold and wet. The sound of sleet hitting the window and the wind whistling around the house made Gina glad to be able to stay indoors. It was warm and cozy in their room. Her mother-in-law delivered their meals to their door so they didn’t leave except to use the bathroom. The days were lazy and full of quiet conversations and kisses that turned hot. The nights were full of lovemaking and snuggles and more conversations.

Cole was bossy even in bed, but also tender. Best of all, he listened to her talk with great attention, and didn’t interrupt her when she spoke. He really listened to what she had to say. That attention and courtesy was a new thing for her. Major Ellis rarely let her finish a sentence. Jon and Tanner had barely let her speak at all.

The fourth morning after their wedding was clear and sunny. Gina lay with her cheek on Cole’s shoulder watching the light grow bright against the closed drapes, while he combed his fingers through her hair. Both were still breathing hard from the last set of orgasms.

“Was it good for you?” Cole asked.

The anxious note in his voice made her smile. “Better than good.”

He relaxed. “I’m sorry about that first night.”

“I know. You’ve said so about twenty times. It’s normal.”

Cole slid his shoulder back so he could look into her eyes. “My dad told me the first time would hurt my mate, but I didn’t expect you to cry.”

She stiffened. “I’m not a baby. It hurt.”

“I know.”

His anguish loosened her muscles. “And it doesn’t hurt anymore.”

Well, it was still a teensy bit uncomfortable, but she liked it. And she loved the gentle way he held her after sex, like now. And even that first time, when the burning pain made her squirm and cry, was a million times better with Cole than it would have been with Ellis or the Allersens. She opened her mouth to tell him so but stopped. None of those men had any business being mentioned in this room. This was a special, private place for only her and Cole. She kissed her husband’s chin instead.

“Any pain was worth it,” she told him firmly.

He framed her face with one big hand and kissed her back, a long, slow kiss. “I love you.”

She returned his kiss. “I suppose our honeymoon is over now.”

“It is.” Regret deepened his voice. “Time to re-join the world and find out what is going on in Omaha.”

They made it downstairs in time for breakfast. The table in the private dining room was meant to seat eight. Gina counted rapidly and came up with three women and twenty-one men either sitting at the table or standing against the wall. The ones standing were holding a plate in one hand and a fork in the other. They didn’t all look alike. But whether they were tall or short, blond or black-haired, they all had the same lean body type and moved with feral grace, so she knew they were more of Cole’s family. When all eyes turned her way, she stood tall and looked calmly back at them. Some of them sniffed audibly and then smiled widely.

Gina wondered if she smelled bad. No, she had Cole had showered this morning.

After a second, one of the men set his plate on the table and pushed his way to them. He was probably in his teens, and handsome. He was well over six feet tall, with broad bony shoulders that he hadn’t quite grown into yet. His hair hung in a heavy sheet of light brown to his waist, his eyes were a shade of hazel between gold and green. In spite of the difference in their coloring, he looked just like Cole.

“This is my new sister?” he said in a quiet, deep bass.

“Gina,” Cole said proudly.

The younger man smiled at her, increasing his resemblance to Cole. “Man, my brother is the luckiest guy in the world. I’m Wolf’s Howl. Can I give you a hug?”

She nodded wordlessly and was scooped right off her feet in a tight hug. When he set her down, she laughed.

“It’s nice to meet you, Wolf’s Howl,” she said. “Thanks for the warm welcome.”

Suddenly, nearly every head cocked as if listening to something. She turned to Cole. “What?” she began.

He cut her off with a grim shake of his head. “Gunfire. It’s coming from the direction of the city gates.”

“Oh, no,” she breathed.

Wolf’s Howl seemed unconcerned, even excited. “It’s started! Finally. Those morons from Kansas-Missouri took forever to get here.”