keep it a secret?”
“We carry on as normal until it becomes too obvious, then we
disappear for a bit, stay on pack land, or basically start another job. It hasn’t
yet been a problem.”
“And you say I’m your mate, right? So if I as a human mated
with you... Is that like marriage too? I mean, will I be your wife?”
He couldn’t hide his smile as she rambled. He had noticed
that she tended to do that when nerves got the better of her.
“Will I be able to leave? Okay, hang on, back to the age
thing. Will I get all old and wrinkly while you’re as fresh as a daisy?” She
paused. When she opened her mouth to say something else he cut her off, leaning
down and placing a soft, tender kiss on her lips.
She gasped, letting him slide his tongue inside. She tasted of
peppercorn sauce and Josie. He had to stop before he swiped everything off the
table, bent her over, and slid his cock into her wet folds, pounding into her
until she screamed his name. Pulling back with a groan, he saw her eyes had a
lusty glaze to them.
“To answer your questions,” he said a few minutes later,
clearing his throat, “when we mate,” And we will mate, my love “I will
bite you here...” He placed his lips over the place where her neck met her
shoulder. He could feel her slight shudder as he did. “It will release a
chemical into your skin. This only happens to the one we either bond with or
our true mate. It will tie us together, and then you’ll age the same way I do.
But just to let you know, I would love you no matter how old and wrinkly you
got. You’re my mate, sweetness, and there is no way I could let you go. My soul
belongs to you. You are the key to my heart, the love that makes my heart beat,
the very essence to my world.”
Everything he said was true. She was everything to him, and
without her he would be an empty shell. Thinking back only a few days, he
wondered just how he had coped, feeling as full and overwhelmed with love and
joy right now and a feeling of right! He supposed the old saying of ‘what the
eye don’t see, the heart don’t grieve over’ was true. Because sure as hell, his
heart would grieve if he lost Josie now.
“You love me? No...no!” she said, pushing away from the
table. “No, you can’t love me.”
He moved fast, holding onto her and tugging her against his chest.
He could feel the small sobs as she began to settle against his body. Breathing
in her scent, he was shocked to find that not only was it fear that he scented
coming from her but sadness.
“Why does that frightened you and make you sad, little one?”
he asked.
“It’s too soon.” She looked up, tears streaming down her
face.
Wiping a few away, he kissed each cheek. “As a shifter, we
know our true mate, Josie. The wolf knows his other half. It’s pretty rare that
mates don’t love or like each other, it’s like an automatic imprint a baby has
for its mother.”
She looked deeply into his eyes. He knew she could see the
amber flecks in them, his wolf was pretty close to the surface and not liking
the emotions his mate was going through.
“Why me though? I mean, look at Cassie—she’s tall, skinny,
and blonde. I’m short, fat, and dumpy. I have more folds and creases than
laundry on ironing day!”
“Baby, not in any way have I ever felt attracted to Cassie.
She may be kinda good looking on the outside, but that woman has a cold heart.
You are the opposite. My wolf and I both know you are ours. You’re sweet, kind,
loving, and those folds you talk about work fine for me. I can grab hold of
those luscious hips and have no problem pounding my cock deep and hard inside
of you and not being afraid of breaking bones. Trust you, I love everything
about you.”
“Sorry.” She blushed. “My self-confidence has always been
low, and so much is going around my head right now.”
“It’s okay, sweetness, I understand. Come on, let’s finish
our meal and go sit on the swing outside and chill.”
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