Sophia

February 14th was Valentine's day. The day spent with the one you loved. However, all the men in the Iron Blood pack weren't home. They were busy on a mission in Russia leaving the girls alone on this momentous occasion.

Sophia returned from work and freshened up in her room alone. She wrapped a robe over her body as she used the blow-dryer to fix her wet brown hair. This was her first Valentine's after mating Lazarus. She thought they'd spend it together, but he had to go to Russia with his brothers. They had been gone for three weeks now and not expected to return for another two weeks.

Staring at her reflection, she looked at her neck where the mark of her mate faded but it burrowed its trace deep into her body. A whole year passed since she married Lazarus Iron, the beta of the Iron Blood pack. Even after a year, it was strange saying that. Being a human herself, she never thought she'd meet Lazarus who was part of a powerful family of wolves that could choose to be man or beast. Her husband was more beastly than most men. He had a stubborn nature to him and a brute way of handling his business, but he was protective of his pack and loyal to his family. She loved her mate. He was the only one who filled her heart with happiness.

Shutting the dryer off, she brushed her hair and let it to sit around her shoulders in soft waves.

"Sophia!" A voice at the door called for her.

"Come in, Ashley!" Sophia shouted.

The door clanked open and the alpha-female of the Iron Blood pack appeared. Ashley was standing tall in golden heels and a tight crimson red dress that matched her lipstick shade. Her blonde hair curled and sat over one shoulder as she smiled with her big blue eyes at Sophia.

"You look amazing, Ash," Sophia complimented. "Are you going somewhere?" Frankly, Ashley always dressed like she came off the cover of a vogue magazine.

"Thanks! But no," Ashley answered. "Since all of our mates are not here, I thought we'd celebrate Valentine's day without them."

"Without them?" Sophia said.

"Yeah! It'll be just us girls," Ashley beamed. "I arranged everything downstairs. Get dressed in something red and come down." She left and shut the door behind her too.

Sophia went to her closet and pulled out a red dress like Ashley instructed. Shrugging off the robe, she slipped up the short red dress over her legs, hips and then over her chest. She held the corset over her bust. "Lazarus, can you zip-" her voice fell when she remembered that she was alone. She struggled for a while but managed to zip up the corseted waist. Grabbing red heels, she slid them on and quickly did some makeup before she left for downstairs.

The main living-room had been transformed into a lavish scene. The table was decorated with flowers, balloons and treats; everything red, white and pink. Music played on the television and the champagne had already been poured into glasses with strawberries in it. Only Ashley could arrange a party like this in under an hour.

"You look gorgeous, Sophia," Ashley said as she arrived from the kitchen with another tray of chocolate-covered strawberries.

"Thanks," she grabbed the tray to help out. "When did you arrange all this, Ash?" she asked as she set the tray down.

"I was in bed last night unable to fall asleep when this idea came to me," Ashley said.

"It's a brilliant idea," Sophia said as she hugged her sister-in-law. "Thank you."

"Mommy!" A bubbly voice was heard from the top of the stairs. It was Evelyn, Ashley's daughter. She was in a red frock that matched the bow in her black hair as she ran down the stairs. Sophia never met another kid that was as bold as Evelyn. This child always spoke her mind and never let anyone treat her wrongly.

"Don't run, Evelyn," Ashley warned as she caught her daughter.

"I have a question. Why do we celebrate Valentine's day?" she asked.

"It's so we can cherish the ones we love," Sophia answered.

"I love everyone in our home," Evelyn said.

Ashley took her daughter to her seat. "I do too," she said. "That's why we're going to spend this time to have some fun with them." Evelyn nodded in agreement and quickly took interest in the chocolate-covered strawberries.

"Everything looks amazing, Ash," another voice was heard. Rosalie appeared from her room ready for the party as well. She wore a red silk dress that had a slit along her leg. She held her niece's hand, Vivian who wore a red frock and headband that pulled her blonde hair away from her pretty little face.

"Thank you," Ashley said.

"I swear, Ashley is a fairy with the magic she works," Sophia remarked as she took a seat.

"She's our fairy godmother," Rosalie jested as she let Vivian's hand go and the little girl joined Evelyn to eat strawberries.

"She's not!" Evelyn yelled. "She's my mom!" The girls laughed at the pup who had chocolate all over her lips and chubby cheeks.

Everyone went over and took a seat around the table. They continued their conversation over champagne and croissants. They even made Valentine's day cards for each other. Sophia made one for Lazarus for when he would return. Eventually, the two pups ran off to play with the balloons.

Ashley got to her feet to go to the kitchen, when she returned, she held two red boxes in her hands. "I got you both something special," she announced secretly.

Sophia and Rosalie looked at the boxes surprised. "You already did enough, Ash," Rosalie said.

Ashley sat down and gave them each a box. "It's okay, I love doing this for you guys. Here, here!" She beamed with excitement. "Open them. I want to see your reactions."

Sophia took the gleaming red box that had a ribbon tied around it. She pulled on the bow, when suddenly, the doors to the house opened.

"Mom! Look, it's dad!" Evelyn yelled in excitement as she rushed to the door.

Isaiah, the alpha returned with his brothers and the other members of the pack. He went straight for his daughter and mate, taking both of them in his arms. Rosalie and Vivian went for Adrik but Sophia couldn't find Lazarus.

"He's in the garage," Ronin informed as he passed by her.

Sophia hurried her greetings with the rest of the family before running off towards the garage to see her mate. She opened the door quickly and saw the black truck that always brought so many memories back to her. Standing by the trunk, he was towering in all black, rugged jacket over his muscular figure that she knew every inch of now. His dark golden hair tied back in a bun, and his beard shaped like it was when he left. He was reaching in the back trunk for a duffle-bag when his piercing green eyes caught sight of her.

Immediately, a smile appeared on both of their lips. Sophia dashed across the garage and jumped into his arms, that caught her supportively. She breathed in his dark, rich aroma that only he could have, it cocooned her safely. His warmth, the strength of his arms tightly wrapped around her, the scent of his pheromones all reminded Sophia why she loved this man.

His brief laughter trembled through her body. "Miss me?"

"More than you know," she mumbled as she didn't let go of him just yet. He held her as long as she needed too. He was in no rush to separate either.

"I missed you too," he whispered gently to her. "The moment I left, I knew I should've taken you with me." His arms tightened around her.

Sophia pulled away to look at him. "I thought you were going to take another two weeks," she said.

Lazarus's green eyes gleamed at he stared at her face. "We didn't bother wasting time," he told her. "Once we found our target, we eliminated him and got on a plane to return to home."

She smiled at him again. "I'm glad you did," she said before claiming his lips as her own.

Soaring through the sensation of his tongue entering her mouth, she moaned and he took that sound for himself. She hungered for his taste; devouring him just as he was her. She couldn't stop herself now that he was in her arms. As he took control of the kiss, her stomach fluttered with nerves. The way he held her body, stroking his tongue with hers, it was like he'd eat her whole. Pulling closer, aching to be without clothes, she knew that he desired the same thing.

Lazarus growled into their kiss, he moved back, she was still in his arms when he opened the door to the truck and set her down on the seat. He spread her legs, the skirt of her dress rode up to accommodate his powerful body, that strengthened with vigour and primal need to claim her. She held onto his broad shoulders as their mouths didn't part for even a second, making up for the three weeks they were separated.

Through the haze of her arousal, she realized that they were in the garage, in his truck. No one could see her through the tinted windows and the door covered Lazarus. So, at this point, she didn't care who walked in. Besides, Rosalie and Ashley were probably busy doing the exact same as her.

"Lean back, baby," Lazarus growled his command.

She listened as he said and leaned on the ledge behind her. He spread her legs further, pushing away the dress, his darkened eyes landed on the red, lacy underwear she wore. Her body trembled from his gaze alone, heat pooled in her core. She ached for him to touch her, feel her, just to do anything and she'd melt in submission for him.

He leaned down, trialing soft kisses on her inner thigh, inching closer to her aching core that throbbed for his attention. She stared at his eyes that stayed on her too. He playfully bit her skin, leaving a line of his marks towards her core. At the same time, he whisked off her red underwear and put it in his back pocket as a hot tease for her.

Ravenously, he didn't bother wasting time as he laid his hungry mouth on her core. His tongue licked up the proof of her arousal that was only for him. She trembled under his control, his shoulders held her legs apart and she was glad because she couldn't feel them as he devoured her core. He teased her clit and knew exactly what tipped her over the edge. Her body wasn't her own any longer, it belonged to him. The wetness oozed out of her as because he played with her core skillfully. He bit, licked and teased; rousing that sensual fire in her body and soul.

The need in him was intense and assertive, it always had been. He never once let her go without knowing how powerfully his desire to be with her was. She basked in his aggression that made her body bloom under him. He held her like it was a gift to be treasured; caressing her legs, coursing her core to darkest possible ecstasy was his way of worshipping her.

"Fuck, baby, don't stop," she whimpered as he caressed her violently, her core throbbed with agony to find release.

Lazarus spread her legs further and took her desperate plea as his duty to give her relief. As his tongue dove into her core, she broke apart from the pleasure and orgasmed right then and there. After the storm passed, she slumped against the seat with her heart pounding in her chest and her body relieved. He didn't move away from her core, he took every bit of her orgasm for himself and cleaned her off. Once he was satisfied, she brought him to her so she could taste her essence off his lips. He growled into her mouth and that sound reverberated all the way down to her core. She ached to feel more of him without all these layers. Wrapping her legs around his hips, she held him snug against her curves.

The kiss ended with both of them breathless and charged to do a lot more than this car had room for.

"We should head inside," she suggested.

Lazarus put her dress back in place. "Preferably where there's a bed," he said as his eyes stayed on her reddened lips.

She laughed at them as he helped her get down from the truck. Sophia went to the door as Lazarus grabbed the duffle bags from the trunk again. She opened the door and stepped out when she saw Ronin, Justin and Zeiden, Marcello sitting in the living-room. She needed to still grab the gift and card Ashley got her from the table.

However, just when she moved, she realized that she wasn't wearing her underwear. Tugging on the short skirt of her dress, she quickly turned back to retrieve it, but instead, she slammed into her mate's muscular frame.

"What's wrong?" he looked at her with a frown.

"I need my underwear," she whispered hastily. "Give it-"

"No," Lazarus's heated tone told her all she needed to know. She faced his wicked green eyes knowing he was playing with her.

"Lazarus, my dress is short and I need to get something from the table where everyone is seated," she pleaded.

"Just don't bend over," he reasoned.

She crossed her arms and stared at his stubborn gaze. "You-" she didn't even know what to say to him. He was infuriating man who knew exactly how to mess with her.

Sophia wasn't one to back down either. He walked beside her as she took measured steps towards the group in the living-room. Rosalie, Ashley and their mates weren't here either, so she couldn't even ask one of the girls to help her. The only one that knew about her predicament was the one that stood towering closely behind her.

The men sat around chatting away while eating the snacks Ashley prepared earlier. Sophia smiled at them and joked when they asked her anything trying to stay as normal as possible. Lazarus dropped the duffle bags in front of the door to the second wing where the armoury was located. She guessed the bags were full of weapons.

She looked at the men at the table who paid no heed to her as they talked about the next target that had to be hunted. She realized that the only one that watched her was the man who put her in this situation.

Enough is enough. Sophia turned just to throw him a playful wink before she bent forward giving him a clear view of her legs and under her dress as she picked up the box and a chocolate-covered strawberry. She turned to see his expression that changed from amusement to a darkened glower. She smiled at him as she bit into the strawberry and then walked out of there, up the stairs trying not to flash anyone else.

"Zeiden, take the weapons to the armoury," Lazarus ordered.

Zeiden groaned at his brother's order. "Why is it always me?" he asked.

"Because you're the youngest," Ronin mocked.

"I'll help you," Marcello offered.

Sophia didn't hear the rest because she ran into her room, shutting the door. She was out of breath just from the exhilarating victory she accomplished over her mate. He was probably fuming with the same feeling she had when he played her.

Sophia put the box on the table and wondered what was inside. She lifted the lid and saw pink-wrapping paper cover something inside. Pushing that out of the way, her eyes caught silk and lace lingerie that were a bunch of strings. She lifted it wondering how someone even put this thing on. But that wasn't the shocking part, under the lingerie sat a red dildo with a ruby stone glinting at the end of the handle.

Sophia's face turned the same colour as the ruby. She picked up the note that laid under it.

Enjoy this while your mate isn't in town- Love, Ashley.

Sophia was sure that Ashley gave this because she knew that their husbands weren't going to come home for another two weeks. This was probably a joke. She wondered if Rosalie got the same gift too. She should go ask, but that couple was probably busy right now too.

What was she going to do? she thought in panic. She had to hide this from Lazarus.

The door behind her opened and she froze like a deer in headlights.....

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