𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌 |𝐌𝐱𝐌𝐱𝐌|

12|Domestic

Bailey

This feels nice. It felt right.

Who would've thought, after my pack was slaughtered, I'd be in the house of two hot men who I get to call my mates.

What felt even more surreal was the fact that one of them was shirtless and holding a pan over the stove. What more could a person want?

Waking up this morning felt different compared to the other mornings where I had school to worry about and classes.

Today felt steady.  I had nothing on my mind and was just in the moment if that makes sense.

Alex and I met at the door when I woke. He was shirtless, oversized sweatpants hanging low and a messy head of hair. I never knew I had a fetish, but that was it.

"Here." Alex said as he turned towards the counter, placing a plate of food and a glass towards me.

"Where is yours?" I asked when he sat down.

"I don't eat this early, I just drink a bottle of water it's healthier." He said, and I nodded slowly.

I guess that makes sense.

"So when do you eat?" I asked as I punctured the pancakes with my fork.

"Soon. Tell me about your date." He said, resting his chin on his arm, staring up at me.

"It was amazing. I'll have to thank Micah for that, but the aquarium was really good. He told me all those random facts about the creatures of the sea, and after closing time, we stopped in an empty parking lot, and he kissed me." I said, waving my fork as I explained what happened.

Alex smiled, and I sank in my seat. Was this right for me to tell him? I was technically telling him how his mate and husband kissed me when they were on bad terms.

"I'm glad to hear it. He's softening up." Alex said and smiled.

"You think so?"

Instead of answering, he walked around the counter, and I turned on the chair, so he was standing in front of me.

"Definitely," My eyes dropped downwards when he placed his plams on my knee's and gently guided them apart.

My stomach did a flip, and I looked back up at him. "That means I get to do this." He lowered his head to my neck, and instinctively, I turned my head, offering it. His soft lips came in contact with my skin, and it felt hot.

I flinched back when he bit me and looked at him in shock. "What was that?" I asked, holding the spot.

"What was what?" He asked, settling himself between my legs.

"This," I gestured towards my neck, and he acted like he was inspecting it, and like a fool, I gave him the opportunity to do it again, and he took it without a second thought.

"Seriously?" I lightly smacked his chest.

His hands ran up the side of my legs, and I looked at him as all the playfulness wiped completely off his face.

"I'm glad you're here. Despite how you got here and now that all three of us are on good footing, we can finally get to know each other a little bit better." He whispered, and I blinked.

He wanted to get to know me?

"I'd like that." I replied, my eyes fluttering all over his face, taking note of the way his eyes seemily disappeared when he smiled and the deepest set of dimples on his cheeks.

"Yeah?" He leaned in a bit, and I smiled.

"Yeah." I nodded, and we met halfway in a short, sweet kiss then parted. I liked this. It felt mature. This was probably the only stable thing I had in my life at the moment.