Puppy Love

Chapter 18: Thats A lot To Unpack

I wake up with a pounding in my head, my body tangled in the familiar red satin sheets I know as our room. I roll over with a groan, before jumping up with the sheet wrapped around my nude body as I run to the bathroom, a wave of nausea crashing into me.

I hit my knees in front of the toilet, my stomach emptying its contents and I'm just thankful I made it in here. I feel Colby's hands pulling my hair back out of my face as I continue to vomit. He stands up, grabbing a cloth from under the sink and wetting it with cool water, he wiped my forehead and then places the cool cloth on the back of my neck.

"Are you okay?" He asks after I finally stop throwing up.

I nod, still queasy. "I'm okay, I guess I just drank too much last night."

"You only had two margaritas at the steakhouse." Colby says shaking his head, "you didn't even seem buzzed."

"Food poisoning maybe then? A combination of both?" I nod, standing up from the floor, the sheet pooling at my feet. Colby's eyes drinking me up like a cold glass of water.

I turn the shower on, warming it before stepping under the stream of water. Washing my hair and body before turning the water back off and stepping back out, Colby hands me a towel from under the sink and I wrap it around my body.

"Thank you for taking care of me." I smile, kissing his cheek as I turn to grab my toothbrush and toothpaste out of the drawer, brushing my teeth quickly.

"I'll always take care of you." He kisses the top of my head before grabbing his own toothbrush to brush his teeth. I rinse my mouth out and set my toothbrush and toothpaste back into the drawer, pulling out my hairbrush and combing through the matted mess my hair is after another night spent with Colby between the sheets. I grab my blow dryer, drying out my hair and smoothing it over before tying it back into a ponytail and out of my face just incase I start to vomit more.

We both walk out of the bathroom and into our separate closets to find some clothes for the day, I decide on some athletic wear so that way I can be comfy and functional. Colby had all my stuff moved here from my house and I really need to spend the day unboxing my office and setting it up.

I pull my clothes on and come back into the bedroom, Colby walking over and pulling me into a hug before I make our bed, him helping. "I know you aren't feeling so good this morning, but do you want some breakfast?" He asks.

My stomach flips at the thought of food, "no, I think I'm gonna pass this morning. Thank you though."

He nods before pulling the door open and walking downstairs to get him some breakfast started. I go down the hall into my office and look at the dozens of boxes waiting to be unpacked. This is going to take all day.

**Brittany POV**

I wake up, rolling over with a groan as I try to snuggle deeper into the comforter, my hand brushing something hard before I jolt upright. Blaine also jolts upright, his eyes half open, "What is it?! What's going on?" His voice gravelly sounding.

"You were supposed to sleep on the couch!" I hiss at him.

"Oh my God Brittany." He groans, flopping back down on the pillows, "don't worry. I didn't bite you in your sleep."

"That's not the point!"

He turns to face me, propping his head up on his hand, his signature smirk on his face, "so tell me, Brittany, what is the point?"

I open my mouth to respond but he cuts me off, "afraid you wouldn't be able to control yourself?"

My mouth drops open, "absolutely not!" My eyes focus in on his bare chest, the tribal print tattoo across his heart catching my attention before it dips down his 6 pack that is on display.

"Oh really? Why are you eye-raping me right now then?" He's smug and I hate that.

"I am not!" My cheeks flush, I know I've been caught but he won't get me to admit it this time.

"Oh really? You still haven't looked away."

My eyes flash up to his, and my cheeks get even brighter if that's at all possible, "you are so arrogant!"

"You know Brittany, I am your mate." His eyes watching my every move, but my eyes are falling down his chest again, "you can touch me."

The offer catches me off guard, "what?"

His hands grabs mine, pulling it over and leaving my hand against the hard planes of his stomach, "you can touch me, I promise I won't bite." He drops me a wink, "at least not too hard."

The electric current flows through me as I drag my fingers around his abs, the skin is so soft but the muscles are so hard. My eyes glance up to his, his eyes are closed, his head resting on the pillow while he lets me touch him. I don't know what overcomes me, but I crawl closer to him, straddling his waist so I can press both my hands against his chest.

"Woah now." His eyes pop open, startled but my suddenly very forward behavior.

"Shh. You said I could touch." I remind him, my hands rubbing from his shoulders down to his abs. I lean down, my lips hovering just barely over his, "I'm going to kiss you now." I whisper against his lips.

He doesn't say anything, and push my lips against his. His hands shoot up from where they were resting against the mattress, one hand gripping my waist, the other cupping my face as we make out.

I feel his hand run down from my waist, before he suddenly flipped us over, "my turn." He whispers in my ear.

"Blaine." I start to tell him to stop, that I don't want him to touch me, but the words stop short in my throat.

His hands trail down my sides, raising the hem of my shirt up just enough to touch my bare skin of my stomach. I shiver from the electric shocks he's sending through me.

"Do you still want that mark?" He whispers in my ear, his hot breath against it sending another shiver down my spine, his hands running across my ribs and down my stomach.

"Yes."

He lets out a low growl of approval, before leaving a trail of hot, open mouthed kisses from my ear to the base of my neck. The spot there making me shudder, my back arching to push me closer to him.

"I've got you." He whispered, one of his hands running up my back where it arched. His teeth sink into my neck, and I let out a yelp from the sudden pain.

As quick as the pain was there, it was gone. Replaced with a pleasure I had never felt before, my back arched up again and I let his name fall from my lips in a whine.

"Sshh, you did so good." He whispered, his tongue licking over the new mark, sending chills through me again.

He kisses me again, but this time it's different. This time it feels like so much more. I didn't believe Danny when she said it makes the bond stronger, but boy, I was wrong.

**edited 🫶🏻