Finding Trust and Honesty (bxb)

Chapter 38

We just laid there for a while, Caesar pressing soft kisses all over my back and shoulders, hands roaming in slow, sweeping circles, the occasional soft growl coming from him, usually when his hands found my stomach.

It must have been about ten minutes later when I felt myself unlock from around him and he let out a long and slightly moaned sigh, hips giving a tired roll as his knot started to go down in response. He gently pulled out and I whimpered at the feeling, my mating channel tender and sore from his rough breeding and my hips rose as his slight knot tugged at the entrance of my mating channel before it popped free.

The warmth of his body left me, but not for long, I felt hands gently grip my cheeks and the graze of stubble before something deliciously warm and wet lapped at my abused hole. I heard him chuckle softly and from the brush of air, I'd guess he'd straightened. I pushed myself up and twisted my head around to see what was so funny.

He licked his lips and shook his head softly, taking a step forward and slipping his arm around my middle, face nuzzling into my neck with a low growl.

"What's got you chuckling?"

"You're slick tastes like raspberries." he mused, his voice full of amusement.

I rolled my eyes, of course, it does, my demon side sure has merged with my werewolf side, it did make me wonder about other supernatural hybrids and how they worked out, you'd think they'd stay separate but mine sure hadn't, but then again I was born with both, so why shouldn't they have mixed? "I just had a thought."

"Hmm?" he hummed against my neck, nose firmly pressed to my scent gland and he put more of his weight on me with each breath, it seemed I'd worn him out.

"What do you think our kids will be? Do you think they'll just be werewolves or like me?"

"I don't mind love, I'm more interested in if they get your hair." he voiced quietly and nuzzled my fiery curls.

I chuckled softly, twisting my head to kiss his cheek. "Hoping for red-haired pups are we?" I murmured against his skin.

"Your hair is gorgeous and your wolf is the most beautiful one I've ever seen, I'd be stupid not to want our children to take after you." he declared, leaning back a little so our eyes could meet, his still a warm golden.

My chest rumbled with a purred growl and he smiled, closing his eyes, his face the picture of bliss and happiness, my chest hurt to see him this way, I wanted to cry, knowing I could make him feel this way was the best feeling in the world. "I want them to have your eyes, and your smile," I told him and he smiled more, resting his head against mine with a soft exhale. "You're eyes though, they've changed Caesar," I whispered, thumb brushing under one and they fluttered open, still a sunny golden.

"How so?" he inquired his head and I smiled at the wolfish tick.

"I know they darken with anger and turn red from lust but they've been yellow since our second round, I've only seen your eyes change so is it exclusive to mates?"

He let out a shuddering exhale and he closed his eyes for a few seconds before opening them again, gazing at my face and a small smile pulled at his lips, he looked a little nervous though, looking away after a few moments and sighing again. "Yes, you can only see your mate's emotions through their eyes, they turned yellow because I'm happy Nikolas," he whispered and his arms tightened around me. "Because I love you."