Talking To The Moon | Complete |

Do I Gotta Pack, Ornaw?

A/N: This beautiful house above ^^^ is the Pack House... What do y'all think?!?

Little else made for a better morning than waking up to the sound of my Mate's soft breathing as he snored quietly beside me. The only thing that would've made it better would have been if, oh I don't know- I wasn't in a jail cell! Anger from last night came back all at once as I struggled to sit up, then found myself stuck like glue to his side. His arms were tight around my waist as he breathed in my scent, my back against his hard, muscular chest. "Alessio...!"

His eyelids fluttered open and then, there they were- his beautiful butterscotch eyes. He was groggy from just waking up as he mumbled a sleepy "Buongiorno, piccola mia," and tucked me under his chin. "How was your night?" (Good morning, my little one)

Seeing the look of adoration and protectiveness- maybe even love- in his eyes, all the anger left me and I realized how bone-tired I was. "It was good- except for the fact that I was held captive by my hot, possessive mate in a jail cell...!"

"Mhhhmmm, little one, you know just what to say..." Smirking, he rolled over until he hovered over me, our eyes locking as his lips ghosted over mine. "What'd you say- hot and possessive...?!? Mhhhmmm, I have every reason to be possessive- I have waited for you, il mio piccolo compagno, forever...!" (My little mate)

Sighing, I snuggled closer to him as my wolf went crazy with excitement. About to kiss him again, I giggled as a yawn burst through my lips. "Well, that my cue to go back to sleep... Night, Alessio....."

"No, no, no, pet... I don't think so, piccolo compagno.... You're going to get up, and we are going to tour the Pack House..." A smirk played on his lips as he scooped his arms around me, one under my ass and the other around my shoulders, and stood up from the cot. "The keys are in my back pocket..." There was laughter in his voice as I playfully slapped his chest. "Feel free to grab them..." (Little mate)

Rolling my eyes, I drifted my hand from his shoulder down his lean, muscular back and over his fine, equally muscular ass, ducking into his back pocket to find the keys. "You mean these keys?!?"

His eyes darkened as they watched my hand duck down into my tee shirt and tucked the key ring into my bra. "Yes, piccolo compagno, those keys!" Smirking, his fingers wiggled as his own hand flashed against my skin to grab the ring of keys. "That didn't work out the way you wanted it to, did it, pet?!?" (Little mate)

Rolling my eyes, I shook my head and fluttered my lashes. "No, it didn't..." Then, I crashed my lips up to his as my fingers twined into his hair. "What are you doing to me, Alessio?!? Why am I acting this way?!?"

His tongue swept across my lips, asking for entrance into my mouth, as he clutched me tighter with a low growl. "Say it again... Say my name, Luna..."

Pulling away an inch so our noses brushed, my eyes fluttered open to meet his gaze. "Alessio... My Alessio..." Then, our lips crashed together once again as I moaned into his mouth. "What are you doing to me?!?"

"Luna, my Luna, it's only natural to feel this way- you're my Mate, after all..." His eyes met mine again as his large, calloused hand cupped my cheek. "I know how I make you feel- physically..." His hand left my cheek to find the fast, hard beat of my heart. "I make your heart beat harder..." His hand then caressed my throat, thumb heavy on my pulse. "I make your pulse race and your blood heat up...

What can I say, il mio piccolo compagno, you're mine..."

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Rays from the sun filtered down through the trees as I walked through the forest with my Mate- my Alessio. Our fingers were twined lightly, and neither of us had said a word since we'd left the Pen, as I soon found that the cells were called. It was nice, easy to be with my Mate like this, in even the most simplest of times. Then again, he was my Mate, so it was only natural to feel this way- not that I'd ever had much to go on...