"More?" He pressed.
Mia only nodded her head, unable to speak.
He brushed his nose against her cheek and commanded in her ear. "Then, beg for more," Zeus smirked. His eyes shone in the dim bedroom, and his hand stopped playing with her clit. "Beg...
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I pulled the car to a stop in a secluded spot far from the town. The moonlight cast a soft glow over the area, and the only sound was the wind rustling through the trees. I exited the car and lay back on the bonnet, staring at the sky. After a few minutes of debating inside her head, she joined me.
"The moon is nearly full." She said quietly.
"Yeah. I'll be full in a few days, keeping me up all night."
I was not worried about losing sleep—I did not want Mia to feel the pain from the heat; we were not even close to mating yet, not to mention marking.
How terrible would a human feel the mate bond pull? Werewolves did not do well with it; humans were too fragile.
She chuckled, and I stared at her. "Why? Are you afraid a werewolf will break into your house and take you to the forest with them?"
I turned to her, genuinely confused by her choice of words. "What do you know about werewolves?"
We did not mix with humans, and those that did were forbidden from talking. She could not possibly know anything.
Mia rolled her eyes. "Alex, they don't exist. No one's taking you away from your cosy, warm bed."
I narrowed my eyes, pushing her a little further. "And what if one did? What if one came to take you away?"
"I'd go with them in a heartbeat." She paused, and I smiled happily; I could take her now. But, of course, things were not that easy.
Mia laughed, shaking her head. "Anything to avoid my geometry test next week."
My happiness melted down. Of course, Mia was joking. I had been stupid to get my hopes up. If I tried to take her now, she would fight me every step of the way, kicking and screaming.
I turned back toward the sky, unable to look at her.
"Why did you go to the party? And tell me the truth." My tone sharpened—a command rather than a question. I could read her mind but wanted to hear it from her lips.
Mia shifted beside me, clearly uncomfortable. "I didn't like the look on your face when you left the field. It felt like I had slapped you with my words."
I glanced at her, my expression unreadable. "That's precisely what you did."
She lowered her head. "I'm sorry, Alex."
Her apology calmed Zeus instantly, quieting the constant excruciating pull to mark her. For once, she was being honest.
"Thank you," I said, inhaling her scent deeply. "But no more lies. If something bothers you, if you feel something, or if I've done something you don't like, you call me off. No more guessing games. You're pretty easy to read, Mia, so don't give bullshit like you're always honest with me because we both know that isn't true."
