He said, the moon goddess paired us

Chapter 23

Mishka's POV

The last three days of my holidays were spent mostly at the packhouse for many reasons. One my Uni was close. Two, my friends have either gone home or vacationing somewhere. They will return after New Year. Three, Alexander had lots of work so he needed to go to Leh. Four, I wanted to know his family and community more. Well, werewolves are pretty normal like humans. I liked being in Leh. Sometimes I explored the town and markets alone, or I curled up in the Library, or other times, I hang out with one of his family members. But I never stayed overnight. Everyone knew I was the soon-to-be wife and daughter-in-law so it felt too special to start living there already.

On New Year's Day, I wanted to surprise him with a dinner date. I came back saying I had some project work to complete. But I cooked – steaks, roasted potatoes, and vegetables for the main course, baked chocolate larva for dessert. I laid out some cheese, olives, wine, salami, and bread as well. I showered and dressed up in a little glistering grey mini dress. A Zuhair Murad dress. The laced work was amazingly perfect and I felt beautiful in it. I tied my hair up in a messy bun. Leaving my neck bare for him to kiss. The apartment was lighted with scented candles. I sat there in the dimmed room waiting for him. I was tired after all the work.

I felt sparks all over my neck and shoulder. I opened my eyes, it seemed I had fallen asleep. He planted kisses all over me, waking up all my sense with his magic. He scooped me up in his arms and sat me down on the dining table which was very well decorated by me.

"Thank you, my love. It is a wonderful surprise. I already like this year."

"Graag gedaan" (My pleasure). I replied. He poured my wine and I ate the cheese. He moved to the steaks directly, he cut a piece of steak and offered his first bite to me. I smiled and ate from his fork, thanking him. It was not the best steak but I will learn someday. I am not a steak fan so I was waiting for the dessert.

"I know what you are doing. You are playing around with your food and waiting for me to finish my steak, aren't you?". I laughed and nodded, biting my lower lip. He got up and brought the cakes and told me to eat them. As I moaned and ate the cake, he laughed and just sat there gazing at my lips.

Once I ate most of the cakes, he came forward to kiss me. "You taste like chocolate", he mumbled and he kissed me passionately. Soon I was on his lap. My hands went into his hair. I moaned as our lips moved in sync with each other. He held my head with one hand while his other hand roams on my back.

As we got more lecherous, he lifted me up and placed me on the table. Throwing and shattering a few things away to clear some space. He positioned himself between my legs as we continued to kiss. His hands moved up my inner thighs, making me gasp and I squeezed my legs together. He caressed and squeezed my thighs. I moaned and wriggled with longing. He pulled away; his shoulders heaved as he panted. He peered at me questionably. I nodded, letting him know that I craved for what he wanted too.

His hands fondled my neck seductively, making me lean into his touch. He unzipped my dress slowly. Taking his time, he studied me as I responded to his charisma. The dress unzipped till my lower back; the cold air made me gasp a little. I did not wear a bra and I felt his intense graze on my breast. I bit my lips and closed my eyes, unable to hold back the anticipation. He kissed my necks as he peeled my dress off my shoulder. I felt my dress fall on my waist, I bolted out of the blue when his hands groped my breast. I moaned out his name and fell on his chest unable to support myself anymore.

He laid me down on the table, hovered over me as his lips captured my mounds. It felt like I was hit by a thunderbolt. He sucked and nibbled a breast. While his other hand kneaded the other. He teased and tormented me, making circular motions with his tongue. The sparks burst everywhere he touched. He kissed my stomach, kneaded my thighs. I felt his arousal. He took his time devouring every inch of my breast and stomach. He then scooped me up and walked to our bedroom. I held my dress to cover my bosom with my hands crossed over it, blushing at our intimacy. He placed me next to the bed. I stood there, too shy to look at him. He walked away and returned with a T-shirt. He pulled away from my hands slowly, my dress fell on the floor, leaving me completely bare except for my panties. I gulped in preparation for what I assume would happen next. I was ready for him to take me. He pulled over his Tshirt over my head and covered me up.