Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Harman didn't feel like he was getting anywhere on the book he was trying to put together. He had, long ago, made himself a flowchart that would keep him on track when writing but he couldn't for the life of him start the first chapter. He'd started over just today on the book fourteen times only to get about a thousand words in and then delete it all.

He'd decided a couple of days ago that he was going to write about the babies being born in the hospital, but when he sat down at his desk, there was nothing in his head but cobwebs and empty spaces. Today when he'd gotten into his chair, he did the same thing and hadn't even a single word toward the beginning of the first chapter.

Christ, he felt like he had—pulling out his notes that he'd been taking at the hospital after he'd been nearly killed, he read over what he wrote to himself about the women. They'd been working there for a long time, and he'd surmised, but it was him being in there that brought home how much he disliked them. And their ways of putting people and their families into two categories.

They were either road trash—he didn't quite understand that one, or they were blinking the system by having too many kids. Over the two weeks that he'd been working there, he knew just about all he could stand to know about everyone who had given birth over that time period, as well as any employee who didn't work the day they were talking about them. These women were brutal, too. The nurses had taken their anger—why anger? He couldn't have said—and pointed it right at him. After he lectured them about the similarities between themselves and the people they were talking about it was then that one of them picked up the fire extinguisher and began hitting him in the head with it. Several times, as it turned out.

Leaning back in his chair, he stared at the computer screen. It was right there, just on the outer edges of his brain, to write a book. This one was entirely different than he'd ever written before. Usually, he wrote about flower gardens and what to plant when. Volcanic ash and what some of the things that it could be made into.

He'd not written any self-help books before, and that had been why he'd been excited about the baby needs book. Actually, his was more like an awareness of things that were going on. But now, the entire book, a murder mystery, was completely written in his mind and he needed only to put it to paper. Putting his hands on the keyboard, he started writing. Christ, he had never felt this good about a book he was writing in a very long time.

He finally realized that he was hungry and leaned back in his office chair. He was stiff and thirsty, but he didn't have anything to drink near him. When he looked across the desk, he found Katie curled up in the chair and sleeping. That was also when he realized that it was dark out. Looking at the time on his computer, he was surprised to see that he'd been sitting here writing for nearly nine hours.

Picking up Katie, he took her to the stairs and carried her up to the master bedroom where she'd been staying since getting out of the hospital. Lying her on the bed, he was surprised again when she told him to sleep with her. Stripping down to his boxers, he got into the bed with her, and she wrapped herself around him.

When he woke up, the room was bright, with light coming from the windows, and Katie was still sleeping. Rolling her over so that he could get up to use the bathroom, she asked him where he was going.

"Bathroom. You need anything?" She said no and rolled over, and went back to sleep. He hurried through doing his business and climbed back into bed with her. "I love you, Katie."

"And I love you. I need you, Harman. Badly. Do you want me? Or do I need to give myself relief again while in the shower?" He lifted his head up and looked at her. "It's not really as satisfying as I thought it would be."

"Christ, I want you too. I've been, you're right, it isn't nearly as satisfactory as having you. You're hot, and I can smell you, your arousal. I need to taste you, now, I need to taste all of you. Thank you so much for giving me something that—I'm going to enjoy this so much, love."

He began to move down her body, licking and nipping at her as he went. By the time he had settled himself between her legs, she was wild with a need of her own. He could feel it, smell it from her. Being able to enjoy her because he was able to smell and taste her was the greatest gift that anyone had ever given him before.

When she leaned up on her elbows and he sat on his feet. His cock was hard and sticking straight out from his groin. Letting her look at him, stare at him, he felt his cock stretch even more, painfully more.

As she watched him, Harman wrapped his hand around his shaft and pumped his hand up and down. A drop of cum seeped from the tip. He watched as she licked her lips. It was perhaps the most erotic thing he'd ever seen a woman do. And she was all his. Watching her carefully, he told her what he wanted. But she said that she wanted him in her mouth.

"Christ, that sounds so wonderful. But no. Not yet. I would like nothing better than to have you wrap your mouth around me, but I want to taste you more. If you touch me, I swear to you that I'm going to come all over you, and that will be the end of our playing around." Harman promised her once again that she could have his body to do with whatever she wanted.

Blowing his breath over her curls, he was startled by the gush of cream that came from her body. Watching her clit swell had him wanting to pull it into his mouth to get whatever she was giving him. Harman needed to taste her as if it would cure him from certain death.

"Oh, sweetheart, you're wet, so wet I can see the dampness on your curls." He let go of his cock and touched her pussy. As much as he wanted to roll his eyes in the back of his head, he needed to watch everything about her, see her at her best.

His finger moved slowly along her nether lips by their own accord. Up and down like he had his cock to keep from leaping at her and taking her right then. Her body responded, and he saw her pussy weep more. He hadn't touched her yet, not touched her where she needed, where she begged him to touch her. When his finger slowly entered her heat, she opened her legs wider and raised her hips up to meet him. It was as if she was dancing—no, riding his fingers like she had begged him to ride her.

"Please, Harman. I want you. I—there's a need, something—I don't—I'm begging you to take me. You have to fill me, for me, please, fill me so that I don't die right here and now." Her hips moved up and down with his finger, and when he inserted another into her, she nearly came up off the bed. Whimper now, she moved faster with his fingers.

"I need to make you ready for me, love. You're too tight to take me inside of you yet. That's what you want, me to fill you with my cock, isn't it?" He was moving faster now; his body was on fire. He wanted to see her face when she came and it wasn't coming fast enough as far as he was concerned.

"Yes, oh yes, please." He felt rather than saw her move, her body straining to get to completion. While he needed to fill her with his cock, he needed to watch her when she came was even more desperate for him. When he felt her breaths coming in short gasps, she started to close her legs, but he held them open with his hands. She was panting now, her need making him ache to have her release.

With his fingers, he opened her lips and ran his tongue inside her, lapping at her, tasting her. When his mouth closed over her clit and suckled into his mouth, she screamed out her climax, but he didn't stop. While his fingers fucked her, his mouth teased and nipped at her until she came again and again. It was more than he could have hoped for in making love with his mate for the first time. More than that, he was sure anyone could have hoped for.

"Please, Harman, please. I want you. I want to suck your cock. Now. I want you to come in my mouth." As she reached for him, pulling away from his tongue, Katie pushed him back against the footboard. Helping her as much as he could without hurting either one of them, Katie leaned forward and stroked the length of him with just the tips of her fingers. His hiss made her seem bolder as she played with him.

"Take me, love. Take me in your mouth. I want to fuck your hot mouth and shoot cum deep into your throat." He was nearly sick with the need for her to take him. When she leaned over him, kissing the tip of his cock, Harman's eyes did roll to the back of his head, and he nearly fainted.

~*~

Katie swiped her tongue across the tip of the large deep purple head, taking the cream from his cock into her mouth. He hissed again. Bolder than she had ever been in her life, she wrapped her lips around him and licked again.

She loved the way he responded. He pumped into her. She didn't know what she was doing, but taking her cues from him and his body, she licked and nipped every inch of him, up one side of him, then down the other. When she felt his hand touch the back of her head, she knew that he was guiding her, showing her what he needed. Soon he was pumping into her hard, his cock bumping the back of her throat again and again.

"I'm going to come Katie. Fuck, I'm coming!" Seconds later, she felt the first hot explosion hitting the back of her throat. He pumped harder into her, pulsing into her over and over. She swallowed him, his cum. Loving the salty taste that she knew was unique to him. He lifted her up and turned her over onto her hands and knees. She was ready, she thought, so ready for his cock to be deep inside of her. Moaning, she moved back against him.

Tensing up, she closed her eyes. Realizing that something was different, that he'd left her at some point, she turned and looked at Harman. He talking to her, telling her that she couldn't tense up. As he reached up beneath her, he cupped her breast in his hand and fondled her nipple softly while teasing her pussy with his cock.

"I can't believe how much I love you right now." She asked him what he meant, and he smiled at her. "I know that it's corny, but I think that I've been waiting for you my entire life. And now that you're here, I'm going to tell you just how much you have given me hope and love daily."

"Oh, Harman, I love you so much. Please. Will you make love to me?" Harman rolled her to her back and looked down at her. She knew what she looked like but didn't see anything in his face that said he was sick and tired of her. Or that he didn't want to make love to her.

Sliding up her body, he kissed her naval, her breast. Counting out each of her ribs, he nipped at them as well. It was slightly painful, the bites, but almost as soon as he ran his tongue over the little wounds, the pain was gone, and a feeling of being loved and cherished immediately followed. She didn't know that a person could cause pain in one breath and then claim that they're in love the next.

Harman played with her shoulder and bit into her earlobe. When he moved around her chin, he made a path that led him to her throat on her other side. The pain was a bit more intense as he'd bitten her just under her ear. However, she knew that he'd never allow anything to harm her so long as she was in his arms. Katie thought there was no other place she wanted to be but where she was right now.

Harman slid his body up hers. Taking her mouth in an almost savage way, she turned his hunger with a bit of her own. She wanted him right now, and when she felt his cock at her entrance, it was all she could do not to beg him to take her.

"Open for me, love." She did just that, wiggling her legs apart and then putting one leg on the other side of him. His eyes were closed when she looked up at him, and it made her smile. As soon as his cock was deep inside of her, her whole body moaned. Accepting him into her was like having her life complete. That, like him, she'd been waiting for Harman since she'd taken her first breath.

His warm hand slid down her body to her ass. Cupping it in his hand, Katie felt the connection to him better. As he moved inside of her, slowly, like he had found a place that he loved and he was moving in. As her body warmed up to his, letting herself stretch and hold him, Katie came hard. Just—she couldn't believe how easily she came and wanted so much more.

Wrapping her legs around his hips, she was happy when she figured out that she could lock her ankles around him tightly. Looking down to see where their bodies connected, Katie felt her mouth water, her pussy heating up when she could see his cock sliding into a very intimate part of her. It had her coming again, a short release that she knew was nothing compared to when they both came together.

With her hands held above her head while he made love to her, all she had to show him was with her hips that she needed more. Riding him, it was difficult to maintain a slow rhythm when he decided to go faster inside of her. Pulling her hand free, she reached up and dug her fingers into his hair and yanked as hard as she could.

"Fuck me." His eyes were glazed over, his face tight. She had to tell him to take her three times before it got through to him. "Yes, that's it. Fuck me, Harman."

The bed moved across the room. The pictures on the walls, mostly on the side they were pushing the bed to, shook and banged in rhyme with his strokes. Suddenly, he stiffened, and before she could figure out what was going on, Harman threw back his head and howled.

The climax took her. Her body stiffened like Harman's had, but it also felt like she was being turned inside out, over again. Grabbing for something to hold onto before she flew apart in micro pieces, her hands wrapped around Harman's biceps and screamed again. Christ, she thought, this was the most powerful death she thought had ever been experienced.

Harman dropped atop her, and she didn't mind. After a few minutes of his hot breath making her nipple pucker and move, he rolled to his back, taking her with him. Glad that one of them had the strength because she certainly didn't, Harman covered the two of them up and kissed her on the mouth before pulling her into his arms.

"I love you and enjoyed that immensely. However, we can't do that again. I don't believe that either me or my wolf will survive. Now, be a good girl and go to sleep so that when we wake up, I'm going to show you some tricks of my own." While she didn't know what he meant, she nodded and said she loved him as well. "I love you with all that I am, Katie Griffin."

She loved the sound of that but was too tired to try and figure out what tricks he'd said she'd done. Tomorrow, she told herself. She'll figure it out tomorrow.

Katie was in the shower when she remembered that she had an appointment today. Being the attorney for the family was proving to be a lot more than she'd thought it would be. Not that she didn't enjoy it. She was. Being busy all the time didn't allow her to think about anything but the job. For which she was thankful for. When her office phone rang, she answered it without hesitation.

"Hello, Katie, my dear. I was wondering when I could set up a time to speak to you about a few matters. I promise that I'm not going to badger nor beg you to come back to work for me. You've made the right decision, and I couldn't be happier for you and your new husband. How is Harman anyway? Happy as a lark, I'm betting." She told Jimmy Barnhart, senior, that they were very happy. "I knew there was someone out there for you. And you couldn't have gotten a better one than Harman."

"Thank you, sir. What time would you like to meet up? I have my afternoon free if that's a good time for you today." She heard him flipping through his calendar, which was forever on his desk. "Like I said, I'll be at a meeting until eleven, but you know that can run over quickly. But I'm popping out to get lunch around twelve-thirty. How about we meet at the little corner restaurant then?"

"Perfect. I'll see you then. Also, bring something for you to write on. I have a few things that I'd like to get settled before we leave. Mostly it has to do with the estate that we have." She asked him if he had a personal attorney for that, as she was better at business law than personal. "Yes, he's fixed up things for us. Mostly the way that you've written out for me. All the list has been done, too. Thank you for that."

"My pleasure. I'll see you then." She put the phone in the cradle and decided that she loved having a landline. It certainly did make it easier for her to sit still while working. As she was getting ready for her first appointment, Edwin knocked on her door. He asked if she was busy. "No, not at all. I have an appointment later, but I'm all right now."

She also told him about the meeting with Jimmy Barnhart, senior. She'd not realized that the Barnharts were good friends of the Griffin family and was happy that Edwin was all right with her leaving the office to take the meeting.

"We hired you, love, we don't own you. You can come and go as you please. I hope you know that." She said that she did. He was quiet for a minute or two after she handed him a bottle of water when she got up to get herself one. "I know that Jimmy wants now. It might be better if I go with you. Nothing bad, but you're going to want to talk to me about it as well, so I'll go with you."

"What's it about?" Edwin told her, including that she was going to inherit the Barnhart estate. "I knew he was going to do that. Rain explained it to me the other day. She also told me that the older couple was going to die. You have no idea how much it pains me to tell them that I'll see them when they return."

"I would imagine that it would. I know it has me as well. They're going to sell you the firm and their name so that you can get established as an attorney. I think from all aspects, it's the best thing that could happen to you. For us as well. It would be Griffin and Barnhart until such time as you feel it could just be your name." She asked him how much he'd sell it for. "That I can't see. The magic is picky at times. But we'll purchase it with company money no matter what it is. Also, I think that you should have a couple of people working for you. You will burn yourself out if you try and do everything on your own."

"I know that I would." Edwin laughed, and she joined him. When he stood to leave, she asked him again if he was going to do with her. And when he said yes, she couldn't have been happier. "He was going to talk to me about some of the personal matters that will be left for me when they get to their home. It breaks my heart to know that they'll never make it."

Edwin joined her when it was obvious that neither one of them could believe that they would be gone by this time tomorrow. Picking up her box of tissues, she handed the box to Edwin, and she took it back when he blew his nose. After that, he left her, telling her that he'd see her in a little while.

Her client showed up forty-five minutes late. Then he acted like he was doing her a great favor by showing up at all. Tossing a sheath of papers toward her, she didn't even bother trying to stop it as it slid right off the other side of her. She did stare at the man like she dared him to tell her to get it.

"It's not going to do you any good if you don't know what it is that I'm having you do." The sneer is what got her. "How about you pick that up like a good little girl and I won't have to make a few phone calls to your boss on how you're treating me."

"How about you get your slick ass out of my office before I call my boss? And you certainly don't want me to have to do that." She did reach out to Edwin and told him not to leave yet, as she may have a problem. He told her that he was on his way back now. "You can't just expect me to drop everything after being so late, now can you? I actually don't care what your answer is. I'm not going to represent you on any level."

"You have to take me. I was told that you're new to this area and taking on my case—winning it too would be enough to have people clamoring to have you working for them." Katie told the man that she didn't need his kind of business. "How do you know? I might be the richest man around and you're turning down a good opportunity by telling me to leave. I'm not leaving in the event that you were being serious."

"She was being serious, David. And as for you being rich, we both know that's a lie. You barely make your dues payment yearly, not to mention being behind on your mortgage payment. I thought the last time you came around my pack members, I told you that I'd kill you. What are you doing here today? Beside harassing my attorney." She laughed, not even trying her best to stifle it when the man started sputtering about he'd not known she was his family. "Yet, Griffin is on the front door along with her hours of operation. Then again in the lobby, on her door that you had to open to come in here. And her nameplate, which declares her as Katie Griffin. Get out of here before I tell your daughter how you're going to be out of a pack if you don't leave now."

He left so quickly that he'd forgotten to pick up his paperwork that was still on the floor. Edwin picked it up and laughed. After showing it to her, they both got a good laugh again at the other man's expense.

"He likes to show off. I have no idea why he came in here. His daughter is his attorney, and that's all she does to try to keep up with his shenanigans. And trust me when I tell you, that's a full-time job for her, keeping her dad out of jail."

Edwin stayed with her until her lunch appointment. He knew about as much as she did about working as an attorney as he'd been one a few decades ago. Telling her that he kept up with his license because he wanted to have a heads up on the laws while serving his last stint in the service.

The little restaurant was the perfect place to have a business meeting. The place was decorated with the local high school logo and there were jerseys hanging up everywhere. Some of them were framed, and the rest stuck to the wall with push pins to keep them in place.

Even the inside was painted black and gold in the school's colors. Katie had missed the football season this year but was looking forward to it come next fall. Her love of sports and football was something that she dearly missed while working so much.

After they ate, Jimmy looked reluctant to bring up business. He'd been having a wonderful time, too. His face glowed with happiness. Then, when he did get down to work, he had everything that he needed to do for her lined up, with paperwork to go with it. Since it was after lunch, the crowd had left, and the three of them had an uninterrupted lunch meeting.

"I know this is a lot to ask of you, you only being the Griffin attorney from now on but I don't want to have to start over with a stranger. If you could do this for us, Hannah and me, then I'll be greatly appreciative." Katie told the older man that it was her pleasure to do that for him as he'd always been so good to her. "I sometimes think that I made you do more than your abilities, but you shocked me time and time again by getting things squared away. After a while, I just stopped thinking that you'd not get something finished up. You're a brilliant attorney."

"Thank you, sir." He nodded and handed her the paperwork that he'd just pulled out of his briefcase. "You want to sell me your business name?"

Acting surprised was hard to play at. She was surprised that he was actually doing it, and Edwin hadn't been kidding around with her. They couldn't lie to each other, but she didn't know if joking was part of lying.

"Yes. I decided yesterday that I could no longer go into an office every day and pick up—or I should say clean up the mess that Jimmy left me. It was just temporary, we told him when we put him there, and he's exceeded our expectations in fucking it up beyond what I thought he'd have done by now." She asked him how much, telling him that all her money was tied up in bonds and such. "No, no. I'm thrilled that Edwin is here with you. I'd like to have his company purchase it so that there isn't any kind of gossip spread around concerning you. You know as well as I do that people will still think that you slept your way into my heart, and while flattered, it couldn't be further from the truth. Hannah and I were talking last week about how we wished you'd been our daughter. Or I suppose great-granddaughter." They laughed.

"I don't know what to say to you. If the price is reasonable, we might just have a deal. But you've not said how much." After handing an envelope to Edwin, he laughed, and Jimmy did too. Pulling out his hand, Edwin told Jimmy that they had a deal. Did he want cash or a check? "You don't want me to know the price?"

It stung a little, but Edwin simply handed her the envelope. Inside was a small scrap of paper, much like someone would take a phone call number on. When she saw the number, she had to pull it out to really look at it. Edwin just purchased the entire building, contents as well as the firm name for one dollar. It was a good deal, she thought and laughed when Edwin pulled out his checkbook and wrote a check for the amount requested.

Katie so badly wanted to warn Jimmy and Hannah not to go on their trip. It was difficult to know that they'd both die and she knew all about it. But she'd been warned, no less than a dozen times, that to avoid a certain death this time would mean that they would surely die under much harsher conditions than before. She didn't know how dying by a plane crash could be topped, but she kept her mouth closed.

After they all parted ways and she headed back to her office, Katie asked for an hour to catch up on paperwork, closed and locked her office door, and sobbed for the stupidity of having magic if you couldn't save someone with it.