The Royal Alpha

Chapter 48: The Bonding

SIERRA

Feeling an urgent need to empty my bladder, I open my eyes and immediately squint at the late afternoon rays pouring in through the window. Looking around to take notice of my surrounding, I recall that I am in my mate's house with him right now pressed behind me. I can feel his hair tingling the back of my neck and his erection pressed against my ass. One of his hands is under my head acting like my personal pillow while the other rests on my hips. One of his thighs is splayed over my legs as if trapping me under him.

How to get out from under my mate? I sigh thinking of a way to get out of the bed without waking him up.

"I know you are awake," he speaks hoarsely and I jump. His just woke-up voice sends a shiver through my body which he feels since he is draped over me and he chuckles at the effect he has on me.

"Let me go," I say and he stiffens. I gulp in horror as I interpret my own words quickly opening my mouth to stop him from misunderstanding.

"No, I mean, I need to pee," I say, terribly failing to keep the tremble out of my voice. Immediately he loosens his grip on me and I feel cold without his arms around me. Shaking those depressing feelings out of my head, I get out of the bed and enter the bathroom in time before my bladder loses control.

I get out of the bathroom after washing my face and mouth to stand awkwardly just outside the bathroom. I am naked, so is my mate but he is covered from waist-down by the blanket whereas I am standing here on open display.

While looking at his hard, muscled body, taking in his royal mark and then my claiming mark which sits in his shoulder blades proudly for the world to see, I don't feel proud of myself. He is clearly checking me out but doesn't comment, which I am truly grateful for.

I look down and see that my hair is covering most of my breasts and I hold my hands in front of me covering myself.

"You don't need to hide from me, mate." I look up to catch his eyes which are dark blue, almost cobalt in their shade, staring back at me with an intensity that makes me tremble.

"Come here," he beckons me with an outstretched hand, smiling in reassurance and I, without thinking, take a step in his direction as if he's completely in control of my body. It only reassures me. I trust him completely and this realisation only makes me happier, to lose some of the awkwardness that I felt a few minutes ago.

I reach on his side of the bed, standing in front of him as he lies there all confident with one arm under his head as a pillow and the other outstretched for me as I stand trembling. As soon as I reach within touching distance, he takes hold of a lock of my hair in his finger, twirling it and I lick my suddenly dry lips wringing my fingers nervously.

He suddenly pulls me in the bed and under him, settling himself above me, bracing his weight on his elbows and I gasp. Without any preamble, he dips his head down to kiss me and sweeps in for another round to satisfy our hunger. I being the one in heat give into him and take as much pleasure as I can.

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Hours later, we are still in the bed all snuggled up without actually talking to each other. My heat has reduced for the time being letting me breathe without trembling in arousal. Fenris seems to be more than accommodating in managing my heat, I muse to myself.

"I am sorry for rejecting you Fenris. Please accept my apology," I try once again intertwining our fingers which rest on my stomach. He sighs behind me and I feel his breath on my mark which makes me shiver a little.

"I already forgave you for rejecting me Sierra. Don't apologise again," he mutters before kissing my mark. His way of closing the topic. I don't like this awkwardness between us when we are not having sex and I desperately want to go back to our today morning's easy banter before I confessed that I know about his royal status. I already knew that he would react this way. Nearly everyone thinks that I am some power-hungry bitch who's looking for a wealthy person to mate.