His Estranged Mate

Chapter 47: Unsure?!

CATRINA

I wake up with a start, looking around myself in the darkness of the night, not really knowing why I woke up. My slight movement alerts Connor and he stirs beside me, pulling me closer in his arms and then looking around the room over my head.

"What happened?" he asks but his voice comes out growly and a little husky too, which makes me shiver, the throbbing once more making itself known. However, the rumbling in my stomach is louder which immediately tells me why I woke up.

"I'm hungry," I whisper even when I know he heard me, desperately trying to not focus on my nakedness rubbing against his.

"Oh, okay. I'll see what I can get," he whispers, his voice huskier now when he takes a deep sniff of my heat, kissing my head. I let him go, staring at his sexy ass when he walks out of the room and get me food.

The moment he disappears from my sight, all the memories of how he saved me from Lance and then everything that happened afterwards rushes into my mind.

The burning. The arousal. Then Connor's mouth on me. The sex and... then the marking. I can't believe he marked me. More so, I can't believe that I love it. Ever since he's said that he loves me and that he'll never leave me, it's like I am on cloud nine. Floating in the cloud, high on love?

Giggling at the silly thought, I gasp when the mark tingles and I lift my hand to caress it. The skin around the bite is swollen and hurts a bit but more than that it tingles, matching the tingling that's now started in my belly, alerting me of another wave of my heat.

Shivering in need, I turn my head to watch Connor as he enters the room with a tray. There are perogies in it from the smell of the hot food. I can't believe I just smelled perogies, may be that's the perk of having a wolf.

Connor comes up to sit beside me on the bed and holds the tray for me. I take it from him and take my first bite. Ah! Mumma's food! Tastes heavenly but I am thirsty too. Spotting a water bottle on the bedside I grab it and take a few sips, feeling good and then continue eating it.

Halfway I realise that Connor's watching me and I didn't offer him the perogies. "Sorry, do you want some?" I ask when he continues to look at me with a quizzical expression as if not sure that eating after having such hard sex is normal or not?

"What?" I ask when he doesn't respond back.

"No, you eat. I'm fine," he replies and then settles behind me.

"I'm done," I say after polishing off my plate with the remnants and drinking a few more sips of water.

Connor takes the plate from me and walks out of the room. He returns after a minute and I blush when I spot his hard cock.

"We are sleeping now, baby. No sex till another heat wave," he says, getting into the bed and letting me snuggle beside him. I frown beside him not really knowing why no sex till another heat wave?

"I think the heat's much faster now," I whisper, pushing any negative thoughts, feeling my womb contract and relax as if having a contraction. The sensation is odd and yet so very arousing that I feel my core get wet when Connor palms my left breast.

"It will. I'll scent it before it becomes painful. I said no sex because I know you are tired and sore," he says, and I breathe in a sigh of relief. Not knowing things is very scary as I have experienced very recently.

We both lie down on the bed and I turn on my left side, with Connor's body spooning mine. One of his arms acting as a pillow and the other palming my breast. The action is more soothing that seductive and I snuggle deeper into his arms, pushing my ass against his hips and feeling his cock nestled between my ass cheeks.