Alpha Stepfather Is My Mate!

23. We Need To Talk, André

André's POV

I woke up in the morning, and I felt different. The day seemed beautiful. I considered doing some push-ups when I heard a faint knock at my door.

I turned my head and was quiet for a while, and soon, a smile tugged at my lips. A familiar scent filled the air, and I couldn't help but grin.

The faint knocking came again, and I walked up to the door and opened it slowly.

I  smiled and leaned on the doorpost with my arms folded across my chest.

"Well, is this a dream or has the Goddess really brought my kitten to my room to come play."

I watched the blush in Olivia's cheeks spread, and she turned her face away, but I could see her trying to take subtle glances at me.

I smiled as she struggled to gather her composure, and she looked me in the eyes.

"We need to talk."

I chuckled lightly.

"My kitten looks sexy. Especially when she wants to look serious and feisty."

I watched my words take effect and enjoyed it as she squirmed nervously. Finally, she got inside and stood next to my bed. I balled my fist, trying to resist the urge to grab her, rip her clothes off and bury myself deep inside her. That would definitely be a beautiful start to the morning.

"I believe you," she blurted.

"What?"

She took a deep breath and relaxed.

"I believe you about the entire contract marriage with my mother. I wanted to be very sure, and now, I am."

I looked at her face, and my heart did a nervous flip.

"Why do I sense a clause coming in?" I asked, taking a step towards her.

"André, knowing that this is all for convenience makes me feel less guilty, but I am still not ready to pursue this further or make it public."

I sighed and stared at her softly. She looked so cute and sweet. She was irresistible.

"You have been thinking about it, haven't you?"

She nodded and sat on the bed.

"The document was a real eye-opener, and as much as my mother and I have a rocky sort of relationship, I don't think I can just come in and take everything from her. You are my mate, but it doesn't make it so easy to just come to you without destroying her life. I don't think I can do that to her."

"Everyone knows her and takes her as your Luna, so I can't just step in and change the status quo. I hope you understand."

I looked at her face and saw how gentle her eyes were. I also saw how Nicole acted around her.

She definitely didn't like Olivia, yet she was still thinking of her and wanted to avoid hurting her at all costs. Nicole didn't deserve her kindness, and I made things a little complicated by accepting the council's decision and taking her as a substitute for Luna. I should have just made her an assistant instead.

"I am sorry that I made this more difficult than it's supposed to be. The council asked me to take her as a substitute, Luna. The pack is stronger and better assured when they have someone that they recognise as their Luna. It ensures balance and continuous blessings from the Goddess. Outside that, I would have waited for you till the end of the world."

She smiled sweetly and blushed lightly.

"I'm not blaming you for anything. The pack should come first. I understand. I think we should take things slow and see how things pan out. Maybe you could tell the council about the contract before bringing me into the middle of things."

I smiled and kissed her forehead.

"We will think about that later. Don't trouble your pretty head."

I kissed her nose and looked at her longingly.

"Did I tell you how happy I am that you are here?"

She giggled and pushed me away gently when I came in for a kiss on her soft lips.

I walked to the dressing table, picked up a little bottle, and walked back to her.

"I asked them to make this for you. It will help with the soreness down there."

I leaned into her and lowered her gently on the bed.

"How about I help you apply it right now?"

My voice became husky and smooth, and I enjoyed the feel of her soft skin.

She blushed, and my hands travelled up her thighs and grazed her soaked bud. Her arousal filled the air and made me desire her more.

"André, I can do it myself," she said weakly, each word laced with a gentle moan as her hands travelled downward and grasped mine.

I growled deeply and continued. Her juices were dribbling on my fingers, and I enjoyed the sound of my name on her gasping breath.

"André... ahhhhhhnn"

"You are mine, kitten. I will do with you as I please."

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

The mood evaporated almost instantly, and in a flash, Olivia grabbed the ointment and disappeared into my bathroom. It was the fastest that I had ever seen her run.

I chuckled and turned to the door.

"Come in."

I watched the door open slowly, and I heard a familiar voice.

"Are you now bringing ladies into your room..?"