~~Ophelia's POV~~
After Igrette and I got back from our daily stroll, we spent the day in the kitchen baking and listening to music which occupied my mind for a while. She really is a great friend. I don't think I could handle everything that's going on without her. Once her mate gets home, I let them be and go up to my room. I took a long bath letting myself relax for a while until my skin pruned. I pull my hair out of the hair tie I was held in and let my hair fall down my back and put on a silk nightgown before getting into bed. Luckily, the maid started a fire but it's still freezing in here. I see Igrette left a book for me with a note attached.
To occupy your mind
-Igrette
Macbeth by William Shakespeare, I read the title.
I sit in my bed and pull the blankets over me with a shiver. I was far too exhausted to read so I just laid awake listening to the roar of thunder and the patter of rain against the roof. Suddenly to my surprise, his scent fills my nose.
I must finally be going crazy, I thought to myself, but much to my surprise, my door slams open to reveal Lucas. He's drenched in rain and completely nude.
I gulp.
"Is there something wrong , Alpha?" I ask, my voice trembling at his suddenly very nude appearance.
He didn't answer, instead he slammed the door shut and stormed towards me. He ripped the sheets from my body and buries his face in my neck, practically engulfing my scent. At first, I'm stiff as a board but then I relax, enjoying the feeling while I can with my heart still thumping rapidly due to his proximity. I knew he would soon pull away, so I spoke up.
"Alpha." I say
"Don't call me that. My name is Lucas to you." He says.
My eyes water. "O-ok." I say.
"Are you scared of me?" He asks
I shake my head.
"Not in the way you think." I say.
His eyes lock with mine, my heart currently bursting with emotion. I didn't know what to think.
"You're so beautiful." He croaks.
What? I blink, my eyes rapidly trying to blink away my tears.
"What are you doing here, Lucas?" I ask.
"I want my mate." He says.
Anger floods through me.
"You want me now? Now that I've been suffering everyday for the past month thinking there is something wrong with me. You think you can just crawl into my bed and say you want me, and I'll just melt in your arms?" I say through clenched teeth.
"No." He says taking me by surprise.
"I've wanted you since the moment I say you. I didn't think that you were capable of loving me. You're beautiful and pure. I'm a monster. I kill people. I don't deserve a mate. I didn't know how to feel because generally I don't feel at all. I didn't think you wanted me. Especially after everything I've done to you. I hurt you. Mates aren't supposed to hurt each other. They're supposed to love each other. I know I'm not good for you. I want to know everything about you, I want to hold you all day and night. I want to kiss you. I want to see my mark on your neck." He says tracing his fingertips across my collar bone.
"I want you to want me, to love me. I can't stand one more minute being apart from you and I'm sorry for what I put you through." He says.
Is he actually apologizing? The most powerful and feared Alpha in the world is apologizing to me. Basically, a nobody.
I hate myself for what I was about to do but I couldn't help it. Maybe if I was human, I could have resisted him but obviously I'm not. I'm a werewolf and this is my mate. Whether I wanted to believe it or not, he is my destiny and the truth is, there is nothing in the world that could change that, and I didn't want to.
I pull his neck down and kiss him passionately.
His lips meet mine savoring every corner ofy mouth. I bucked my hips up in wanting. My wolf was on the prowl. As soon as his lips met mine all I could think about was him inside me. My wolf chanted in my head over and over. Usually she isn't this commanding, but she has waited a month for her mater which may seem like a short time but it's and enternity considering more mates consummate their bond within the first week of meeting each other.
He slowly gets on top of me, our bodies pressing together. Is it possible to an orgasm from just our skin touching?
I pushed my hips up to meet his urgently. I need him so bad. The fire inside of me seemed to grow with every touch. He groans and grabs my hips keeping them down.
"Not yet, kitten." He says.
"Please " I beg.
What in the hell is this man doing to me? I sound insane.
He hutters against me.
"I have no doubt you're going to be the death of me. I'm rock hard just thinking about you. I promise you this is beyond difficult for me, but I want you to be sure. I want you to take everything in first." He says.
"You don't have to lie. I know I'm not very desirable." I say.
His eyes bore into mine like I've committed murder.
"You want to know what I dreamt about every night since I've laid my eyes on you?" He asks.
"I've dreamt about your body under me, trembling and shaking to my touch. I pictured your bare body. What it feels like to be inside you, claiming you as mine. I want to leave bites all over your skin, so every soul knows who you belong to. There is not a single ounce of me that isn't aching for you." He says.
"And if you don't believe me." He grabs my hand pressing it against his hardened length.
I gasp at his size.
"I'm all yours. This is all for you." He whispers, his voice gruff.
I move my hand up and down his length, making him groan. He quickly gets off of me panting.
"I can't control myself, Ophelia, but I'll see you in the morning." He says leaving my body still trembling for his touch.
*************
Later that evening
I couldn't sleep at all. I needed to be next to him. My wolf was like a broken record in my head, whining for him. I got up about three hours after he left and followed his scent to his room. I opened the door slowly and crack it. I see that it's him and walk closer. I take in his appearance, smiling to myself. It's funny how peaceful and innocent he looks when he's asleep.
I look over him debating whether or not to disturb him. No, don't wake him up, Ophelia. He's obviously sleeping. I was about to leave when he grabs my wrist, pulling me on top of him. I gasp in surprise. He wraps his arms around my body, cuddling me. He tangles his legs with mine, keeping me in place. I relax against his embrace and sigh in content, letting sleep take me.