21. MIA

Chapter 21

MIA

“What is this?” I ask with a lighthearted giggle. Clutching tightly to Theo’s wrists where his hands cover my eyes, I’m walking blindly down the upstairs hallway.

He’d been so adamant to leave the wedding festivities, that I’d been forced to follow him back home.

Okay, not forced. I’d come here out of my own will, because curiosity had taken over.

And as soon as we made it upstairs, he’d covered my eyes and guided me the rest of the way.

The intensity of his cologne in the air I breathe signals that we’ve neared his bedroom.

“Theo?!” I protest with a pout, but his palms only tighten over my eyes.

“Just a sec, Mia,” Theo chuckles. “Take off your shoes.”

Beneath his palms, my brows knit to a frown. Still, I take his instructions and kick off my heels. When I’m on my bare feet, he guides me to take a step forward. I feel a velvety softness under the soles of my feet before he removes his hands.

As soon as I’m able to see again, my eyes open up to the beautiful setting in front of me. Theo’s bedroom is scattered with white candles, a path of rose petals leading up to his bed.

“Wow…” I marvel, lifting a hand to my mouth as I’m filled with pleasant surprise.

Behind me, Theo chuckles nervously. “What do you think?”

“It’s perfect!” I cry as I throw him a glance over my shoulder. “I love it!”

Turning back to the inside of the bedroom, I make my way down the path of rose petals while Theo follows me. When I get to the bed, awareness courses down my spine as I feel his hot breath against the shell of my ear.

“You look very beautiful in this dress…” he admires with a whisper as one hand claims my hip and pulls me back. Flush against him, I can feel the outline of his erection as it digs into the soft flesh of my ass.

“.. But now, it’s time to take it off,” he drawls as he hitches a finger beneath the dress strap and pulls it down my shoulder. He repeats the motion on the opposite side, and slowly pulls down the zip along my spine.

I shudder when the dress unravels and slips off my torso. It slips down all the way and gathers around my ankles, and I’m left in nothing but my white lace underwear.

I hear Theo sucking in a breath through his lips before that breath fans on my nape. His hand travels up my bare belly, pulling me to him again as he wraps his fingers around my neck.

I’m so inebriated, my eyelids flutter closed and I tilt my head to one side. Exposing the side of my neck where the pad of his thumb caresses my flesh. Like the gentlest encouragement for an act that is natural to the werewolf kind.

“Hm…” he hums as he breathes in my scent. I can almost feel the scent gland on my neck pulse to the beat of his heart. “I’ve been wanting to do this ever since I knew you were my fated mate.”

“Do it…” I whisper like I’m pleading with him. Begging him to do what my heart and soul desires the most. My body arches into him as his lips coast the sensitive spot below my earlobe.

“With pleasure,” he purrs before his canines distend with a bleat of sharp metal.

“I, Theo Marrock, take you, Mia Alvarez, as my mate and Luna,” he declares, waiting with bated breath for me to utter the words that would complete this ritual.

“I…” I begin with a shudder, realizing the magnitude of what I’m about to say. And the implications it has on my body. “... Mia Alvarez, accept your demand, Alpha Theo Marrock.”

As the pointed tips of his teeth sink into my flesh, I mewl and writhe as pleasure courses through me. The only pain I feel is the puncturing of my flesh which is blurred by the pleasure that runs through me and pools between my thighs.

When he removes his teeth, my breath is a series of hot pants while my mind is muddled. My body is limp and malleable as he turns me over and crushes his lips to mine.

“Mine…” he rasps as his fingers curl around my neck. Another hand settles on my rear as he abruptly draws me in.

His passion evident in the way his cock throbs against the soft flesh of my belly. And when he shoves me onto the bed, he’s quick to remove his clothing.

I lick my lips in anticipation when he rips the crotch of my panties to one side. He settles between my thighs in an instant, lining the tip of his hot and heavy cock with my aching warmth.

The need for friction has me winding my arms around his neck and drawing him in just as he plummets into my essence. The delicious stretch causes a sigh to escape my lips as I throw my head back.

This allows him to circle the tip of his finger around the mark he’d made on my neck.

And all I can do is bask in the glee of being entirely his. He owns me, body, mind, and soul. And the mark on my neck is something I will wear like the finest jewel. Along with the one on my ring finger.

As Theo’s thrusts deepen and quicken, he pulls down my bra cups and latches his lips over one erected nipple. Flicking and licking, he rolls his hips into me with sublime expertise, drawing me closer and closer to the peak of my human experience.

As he increases in speed, Theo's grunts mix with my moans as the sound of sex fills the air. Without warning, he spins me over until he's underneath and I'm straddling him.

His hands reach up to cup my breasts as he bucks his hips into me. I'm guided into a steady rhythm, riding him and chasing that high.

“Goddess… You're beautiful…” he praises before sucking in a breath through his teeth. All while squeezing my breasts, he bucks his hips into me as I ride him.

I feel the first stirrings of my climax claw to the pit of my belly. Screaming and chanting his name, I press my palms on his chest as it becomes almost unbearable.

When I unravel, he wraps his arms around my back and pulls me to his chest. He keeps my body pressed there while he thrusts into me.

And with a guttural grunt that reverberates from his chest, he unravels between my tight walls.

My eyelids drift closed as the air in my lungs feel lighter. Theo's arms are tight and heavy as he holds me close.

“Wow…” he breathes when he finally regains his breath.

We've both climbed down from our highs, and I slide to his side to cuddle more comfortably.

“Wow…” I echo with a soft giggle as I place my hand on his chest and absentmindedly stroke the fine hairs on his muscled chest.

As his hand strokes my spine lovingly, he plants a kiss on my forehead.

“Is that all you have to say?” he jokes as he stares into my face.

“I'm your mirror, remember?” I muse. “It's not like you don't already know how I feel.”

“It's nice to hear it sometimes.”

Frowning, I rest my chin on my forearm to stare at him more clearly. “Why are you being so sentimental, Theo?”

A blush forms on his cheeks then. “I'm not being sentimental, Mia. I just know you better than you think I do.”

“Oh, do you?” I mockingly roll my eyes. “And what is it that you know that I don't?”

“You're pregnant,” he says out of the blue. “When were you planning on telling me?”

Staring him with my mouth agape, I struggle to form the words. “I–I had no idea. I mean, I suspected it. But–” I shake my head, my eyes going down my body and settling on my belly.

“You didn't know for sure, did you?” Theo asks gently as he guides me onto my back. He sits up with his weight propped on one elbow as one hand settles on my belly.

“Now you know,” he smiles before pressing a kiss on my tummy. “Now we both know.”

Happiness washes over me as I realize Theo picked up on my pregnancy through our intimacy. That's how strong the bond we share is. The fated mate bond, sealed with the sanctity of marriage.

I reach up with the hand bearing the beautiful diamond ring, cupping Theo's face with all the love swarming in my heart.

“I love you, Theo.”

“I love you more, Mia,” he swears before leaning down to kiss me with a promise for the rest of our beautiful lives as fated mates.

THE END

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