I didn't know how long we stood there looking into each other's eyes. Time seemed so irrelevant with him. At that moment I wanted to touch Orion so bad, I wanted to feel those tiny shock waves from touching him again, I wanted to have his hands on me, wait!? What am I even thinking? I've never done this before and I was afraid of his reaction to me until I saw his head lowered and our lips made contact.
The kiss started as little pecks, quickly becoming more intense. Soon we were full on making out, hunger, desire, and need; want... it was all there.
I felt his hands circling around my waist while mine rang around his neck pulling him even closer to me. It felt so good to be in his arms like this; something inside me stirred a foreign feeling. Foreign feeling that felt so amazing.
His hands slid down my waist to my rear then down to the back of my thighs as he hoisted me up. My leg's locking around his waist. He started walking down the hall the kiss never breaking.
I heard a door open and I was positive we had entered his bedroom because his scent was overpowering in the room. He kicked the door shut with his foot and made his way to what I presume was his bed; he laid me down on my back.
Both of us breathing heavily from our kiss; he leaned down and started placing kisses all over my face causing me to giggle; he found his way back to my lips engulfing me in an intense kiss once again. He pulled back and whispered
"My beautiful mate." I became lost to his touch after that.
*
I woke up the next morning feeling the best I've ever felt in a really long time, it felt like the whole thing was just some crazy dream. I jerked my head from the soft and plush pillow under me and studied the room I realized was not mine.
It wasn't a dream, it was real.
I looked at the cold and empty sheets next me.
He was gone.
I couldn't help but feel a slight pang of rejection. He must be doing work he is an alpha of the biggest and most powerful pack anyways I thought to myself to try and calm down.
I pulled the sheets off of my bare body and stood up. I looked around the room. It was a large sized room with a king-size bed in the centre of the room. I must say my mate has got good taste.
There were a few paintings hanging on the walls. The colour patterns were simple but still elegant; blacks, white and a few brown and oranges as well. There were two doors; one I was assuming was the bathroom while the other must be a closet.
"Mate, I want to see our mate." Indigo whined to me.
"I want to see him too, but I think we should clean up first. Don't you Indi." I said.
"I guess so, but hurry up would ya" she whined again.
I couldn't help but giggle at the way Indigo was acting. She's usually very sarcastic and serious but still a bit playful, but only a little. Having her act like a little toddler at Disney Land defiantly meant having a mate was going to be a good thing for us.
Imade my way to one of the doors. I opened it and walked into the most beautifulbathroom I have ever seen before. It had a high white ceiling. There was afairly large shower in the one corner and a bath the size of a small Jacuzzinext to the shower. There were two sinks both a spotless white with silver colored handles and a mirror which filled the wall above the sink. It was a simple design but still breathtaking.
I snapped myself into reality and started doing what I came to do. I starting undressing, but stopped when I realized I was wearing one of his t-shirts. It was large and stopped mid-thigh. I couldn't help but blush.
Last night's memories filling my mind. That was my first time, he was my first, my first kiss, first everything.
No, you can do that later; focus of getting ready. I reminded myself. I took the large shirt off after inhaling his delicious scent very deeply before tossing the shirt in the hamper in the corner.
I hopped into the shower letting the hot water relax my tense and sore muscle and wash away yesterday's proceedings. I wash my hair first, and then my body with his body shampoo and wash, which had a musky scent just like him. I rinsed off but still stood under the shower for a few more minutes thinking over everything.
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An Alpha's Mistake
WerewolfPhoebe White is a strong headed, stubborn, smart ass, having live her life at the hands of her cruel father, being his best assassin...she seeks freedom. What happens when she comes across Werewolves kind's most ruthless Alpha yet, and finds out the...