Anticipation swelled inside of me, sending every nerve ending on edge.
“I won’t make you wait,” He promised, “I need you now more than I can put into words.”
I swallowed, “Thank the Goddess.”
Caspien looked my bare chest over in appreciation.
My breath was rapidly increasing, watching him undress in front of me. His body rippled with every movement he made, my throat went dry.
All of him was mine and only mine.
Possessiveness wasn’t stifling, and I was still coming to terms with that.
It was freeing, in his way, our way.
We belonged to each other in every sense of the word, and I couldn’t believe he was mine. This tall, seemingly domineering man loomed over me. He was running his hands through his thick hair staring at me as if I was something rare to be appreciated, and with him, I believed it.
My mate lowered himself between my open legs and slipped his hands under my underwear, tugging it off my legs and discarding it. I laid bare in front of him exactly as I wanted.
There was no self-consciousness left in me, not with him.
There was nothing I didn’t want him to see.
“F.uck, Willa,” Capsien’s breath came out heavy, “I want to savor you.”
“Take me, now.” I cut him off.
To h.ell with the savoring I needed him.
He smiled and stood up, hovering over me. He positioned his hardened d.ick across my entrance, grazing it slowly, coating himself with my wetness that was all for him, because of him.
His lips curled into a half smile that was more of a smirk as he entered me.
I clutched the blankets as he filled me up. Every part of my body was focused on where his body met mine.
He leaned over me, letting some of his weight fall onto me.
He hovered over me, holding my head in his hands as t.hrust into me, over and over, building up a steady pressure.
Warmth and the mate bond mixed with my complete awe and adoration for him.
It was stifling and raw and powerful.
My o.rgasm was an undoing. I grasped his arms, feeling his muscles move under his skin as he was seeking his p.leasure within me.
I was built up, slowly, and then all at once.
It ripped me apart from the inside out, and no matter how I tried to put myself back together, part of me belonged to him.
I lay n.aked wrapped in my mate’s strong arms. I was pressed up against his toned body, his steady breathing was pulling me into sleep. My mate’s warm earthy scent was associated with nothing but trust and safety. His warmth seeped into me and I had never felt so comfortable, so at home in this packhouse.
(Willa)
I woke up refreshed, Caspien must have sensed me because he pulled me back to him, and I didn’t complain. My back was flush against his broad chest.
My mom texted me; it was weird not being able to link them since I joined Crescent Moon.
“Five more minutes,” Caspien buried his head into my neck, and it took every part of me not to succumb to the comfort he was promising.
“My parents want us to come for brunch; if you think we can skip breakfast here? I doubt anyone will be up for a while.” I’m sure the party lasted well into the night, but I was fast asleep in Caspien’s arms. “I would love that; we can help them pack,” Caspien suggested into my neck.
It took everything in me to roll out of his embrace and shower.
After Facetiming Emmett we strolled hand-in-hand through the packhouse, I appreciated Cali basically packing for me, and also pretty much shopping for me, with Caspien’s card.
I found a figure-hugging long olive green dress with thin straps and paired it with strappy wedge sandals. The dress was more comfortable than anything I had worn in my life.
What was it with rich people’s fabrics? Even the most basic of clothes felt luxurious.
I let my hair air dry and fall in its natural waves, pulling back some pieces off my face. Caspien was walking next to me in dark gray slacks and a white shirt, and I couldn’t take my eyes off him. Honestly, I couldn’t anyways, but he knew that.
Everyone we passed stopped and stared, but it didn’t bother me. I was feeling great, being back here, being able to show Caspien where I grew up.
No matter that this place was so ingrained in my pain, it would always hold a piece of me.
“It is nice,” Caspien admitted, we took a long walk towards the forest so I could show him around.
The day was bright, warm, and dry. A dry heat that wasn’t suffocating. I welcomed it.
“It is,” I sighed.
He stopped me and tilted my chin up to meet his gaze, “How are you doing, Willa?” He asked, his eyes scanning mine, “Honestly.”
I gave him a smile, a genuine one. I wasn’t sure if it was the weather, the familiarity of this place, or the fact that last night was behind us, but I felt good.
As normal as I thought, I could be here after all this time..
“Actually, better than I thought possible. The weekend is far from over, but I don’t feel weird about being back anymore..”
I wasn’t coming here as Blue Ridges scorned potential Luna. I came back with my true mate to stand by his side and partake in these decisions.
“I feel like I belong here, not at Blue Ridge, but by your side,” I tried to put it into words.
“You do.” He nodded once and took my hand again.
I led him to my parent’s cottage. I could feel the eyes following us.
People stopped and gaped; I wondered what they thought was going on or how much gossip had already spread from last night. Caspien either didn’t notice or didn’t care; I admired how completely unaffected he was by it. My mom threw open the door before we could knock, pulling me into a tight hug.
“She was watching by the window,” My dad came shaking his head, coming up behind her.
Caspien and he clasped hands before my mom released me. She looked me up and down with a broad smile on her face.
“Goddess, you look good, Willa. I mean, you always do, but you seem really good.” Her eyes lit up, and my dad placed a hand on her shoulder.
“I am,” I admitted, and Caspien grabbed my hand, squeezing it gently.
My mom had outdone herself-pancakes, bacon, sausage, scrambled eggs, fruit, and fresh juice.
“I didn’t want you to miss out on anything since you’re skipping breakfast at the pack house,” My mom beamed at us.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.