Iroll over in bed and look at the woman in my arms. My woman.
Fuck, it’s still surreal. I kiss her neck and breasts, earning a soft moan, her nipples hardening beneath that thin satin top she’s wearing. I bite my lip, as much as I need to go, I’m unable to pull away from my Kitten.
The moment she stills again, I lower her satin top, taking her pierced nipple in my mouth, resisting a groan of satisfaction at how good they feel in my mouth.
She moans softly. She’s still exhausted from last night and I can’t blame her. We slept late. I push off the bedding before I move back and begin kissing her softly down her stomach before I reach the band of her tiny shorts, knowing she’s wearing nothing beneath them and slide them off.
A soft sigh is all I hear before I slowly part her legs, taking a moment to admire her smooth pussy before I go down on her. The moment my tongue runs between her slick folds, she gasps, her hand going to my hair.
“Elijah…” she moans, sounding so fucking good that I throbhard.
I don’t reply as I begin eating her out, starved for her, although it was just mere hours ago that I had her. Her lush thighs are parted as I devour her. The taste of her is an addiction, one I crave constantly.
She’s mine, all mine… Fuck!
I swirl my tongue along her clit, making her whimper as she begins to roll her hips against my face, lifting her legs to my shoulders as her gasps and sighs become louder, her grip on my hair tightening.
“Fuck… that’s it! Fuck, baby.” Her moans of encouragement are breathless and full of satisfaction, and when she comes, her juices trickling out of her, the sigh of pure ecstasy that falls from her lips satisfies me.
Her head drops onto the pillow, her fingers loosening their hold on my hair. I move back after licking up her juices and move up between her legs.
She lightly reaches for my shoulders, but I kiss her lips.
“You taste divine,” I groan. “And as much as I want you, I have to get going.”
She sighs, pouting slightly, but nods. “I’m skipping training today,” she murmurs in between soft, breathy kisses.
“I’m sure the future Luna can do whatever she wishes without any consequences. Get some rest,” I murmur, slapping her ass before I force myself away. She almost pouts, cracking open those pretty eyes as she nods.
“Mmm, tomorrow is going to be a long day.”
I nod. Yeah… it is.
She sits up, kissing me before she drops back onto the bedand rolls onto her side. I smirk as I get off the bed and head to the bathroom to wash up before I head out.
Training feels more grim today. Everyone is serious. Some of us know what we’re about to do tomorrow, and everyone is focused. Well, almost everyone. Fiona keeps staring at me, and although I ignore her, she doesn’t stop.
What is her problem? I’m mated now. The entire fucking pack knows that Scarlett is my mate. Although a few people are looking at my mark with curiosity, the majority don’t question it. After all, many of them consider the mate bond to be sacred.
It’s crazy how, at one point, I didn’t believe in it or even care about who my mate was until I met Scarlett and then I didn’t want anyone to be fated to her.
A punch from Aaron to the jaw misses my face as I move back, surprising him. “Damn, you got stronger.”
“That’s what happens when you’re mated to an alpha,” I reply cockily.
“Yeah, plus you’re healing faster,” Liam observes.
I smirk, looking down at one of the cuts he managed with a dull blade earlier. “Guess I am.”
“Food and drinks later? Or can’t you part from your woman for a bit?” Aaron asks arrogantly.
I cock a brow. “I think us hanging out is long overdue. Tonight, why not,” I say.
Liam smiles. “Great.”
I think he could use it too. He might be pretending to be fine, but I can see the look in his eyes. I can’t place the emotion but I have a strong feeling it might be loneliness. I look away before hecatches me looking. A sliver of concern settles into my stomach and I nod, looking at Aaron.
“You’re getting the food,” I order, not waiting for a reply from him as I grab my shirt and pull it on.