The drive home was filled with laugher and memories being shared. The highlight was when I was laughing way to hard about a funny thing that Xander did when he was little. He watched me laugh uncontrollably from the driver's seat. I must have looked like a loon and I was glad I wasn't drinking anything when he told me.
"You're so damn beautiful! ", he hit the breaks and stopped the car at the stop sign.
"You're the girl I'm going to spend the rest of my life with - you're the girl I'm going to go my whole life loving and arguing with. It's you. You're my everything and I'm so happy to have found you. ", he looked at me like I was the most perfect thing in the world. I looked at him like he was the purest.
When we reached home it was really late. Hardly anyone was awake except a few wolves who were lunging around lazily.
"I'll meet you upstairs. ", Xander gave me a small smile and headed towards his office.
I nodded and went upstairs. I changed into a blue shorts and blue pyjama shirt that had lace at the neckline. I got into bed with a sketchpad and I began to Xander's face and jawline as I had seen it in the dark today. I shaded with my index finger and brought the drawing to life.Each line was drawn carefully and I took comfort in drawing his beutiful eyes...
The room door opened and I quickly tucked the sketchpad under my pillow.
"Hey. ", I said softly and Xander smiled at me.
"Hey ", he said with a low voice.
He went into the bathroom and had a quick shower. When he came out his hair was wet and he wore grey sweatpants that hung loosely around his hips. His chest was bare and everything about him was made up if muscle. His back was so lean and slender. He smirked when he realised I was checking him out.
"See something you like? "
"Yes. ", I said hotly and slightly out of breath.
His eyes flashed and flickered to black and then back to blue. He smiled devilishly and in a swift motion he crawled on top of the bed and pinned me between his arms. His face was inches away from mine and his minty breath fanned against my skin. I had goosebumps and butterflies because of him. He stared at me and kissed bellow my earlobe and I tightened my grip onto his shoulders.
"So beautiful. ", He whispered huskily in my ear. I trembled when he grazed his lips against my ear.
He was leaving a trial of kisses from my cheek along my jaw and it made me grow impatient.
He brought his lips to mine and kissed hard. He bit my lower lip and I groaned against him. He growled as I licked his bottom lip. He licked my teeth and started to dance with my tongue.
"You taste so good. ", he whispered and began kissing me all over my body. He removed the clothing I had on and I did the same for him.
We fell on the bed and our limbs tangled together. Our lips never left each other. When my shirt fell away and my chest was bare and exposed his eyes widened and he gasped. I felt hot and insecure and tried to cover up but he wouldn't let me.
"No, don't you dare. ", he said with a low and husky voice.
"Why, what did you see? "
"Your soul. ", My heart flipped and I felt butterflies. He began to kiss me
His long fingers trailed my body and as his moved I dug my fingertips into his back.
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Around one in the morning I couldn't sleep. I was so energetic it was unbelievable. Xander slept peacefully next to me. His hands were wrapped protectively around my waist and our legs were tangled together. My back was on his chest and I could feel each gentle rise and fall of his chest. His breath fanned my bare back and it left my skin tingling. He was so warm and comforting but it was extremely hot tonight and I needed a little coolness. I tried to slowly ease out of his grip but I couldn't. His hold was too tight.
I tried to turn slowly without waking him up and I managed to turn my grave towards his chest.
Wrong move! his grip tightened and his chest was boiling which means it was hotter to face him.
I tried turning again but he woke up. He loosened his grip. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and slowly sat upright. He checked the time and then looked at me.
"Are you alright, Love? ", He asked with a drowsy voice. It was so adorable.
"I am. I just can't sleep. "
He ran a hand through his hair -upset thanks to me!
His eyes it up and he smiled.
"Well lucky for you, neither can I. Come with me. ", he smiled and woke up. He outstretched his hand.
Now I feel bad about waking him up. I knew he was tired, I could see it on his face.
"No Xander, come to bed. You are tired. ", I whispered.
"I'm not and I'm not going back to bed unless you cine with me. You said it yourself, you can not sleep. Let's go. "
I wrapped the sheets around myself and stood up and put on one of Xander's shirts which were baggy and came just above my knee.
"How is that you look so sexy in my clothes? "
I blushed and took his hand.
He lead me down the stairs.
"Xander where are you taking me? ", he was full of surprises.
"To the graveyard. ", he said flatly and I paused dead in my tracks. My heart did a trample somersault and it began to beat rapidly.
"No way! ", I said loudly.
"Shhhhh. People are sleeping. ", he brought his index finger to my soft lips and his touch lingered.
"I'm kidding. ", he laughed and I playfully hit his arm.
I laughed too and he lead me into the kitchen. The guards in the kitchen eyed us sleepily.
"You may leave. ", Xander said sternly. He was only in his sweatpants and I was admiring the view. When they left he began to take out pots and pans. He was making a racket down here.
"What are you doing? you're going to wake the entire pack. ", I whisper yelled.
"We won't. I've don't this billions of times. "
"what are you doing? ", I laughed.
"Have you ever baked in your life? "
"No... ", I admitted. I've never had the time or a home to do so in. I was always on the run and sleeping in cheap motels.
"Well brace yourself, I'm going to teach you. Get ready for baking with Xander. ", he said as if we were on a cooking show and I giggled as he pulled me towards him.
I could think of other things I would like to do with Xander...
"Here's an apron my lady. ", he handed me a plain red apron.
"thanks. "
Things that don't involve an apron or clothes. I smiled to myself as he got ready.
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The Rise of The Royal Rogue
Werewolf"She was running and he was hunting. She was hiding and he was conquering. She was a spirit full of of fire and would he stop at noting to put out the flames." After finding out that Alpha King Xander is her mate, Rebbeca Bluewood will stop at nothi...
