"You know, once we combine the two suites, you can change anything you don't like."
I rubbed my hands up and down my arms as I walked around the main room. "I still can't believe I'm here and that I get to stay. It's almost surreal."
"Why?"
I smiled.
"Jojo?"
"I dreamed of being with you so many times after that first meeting. Life wasn't horrible in Myra's skulk, but it wasn't wonderful either."
"Tell me about Myra."
"Myra?" I couldn't help the small smile that crossed my lips. "She was sweet and young and totally against mating me, but much like me, she had no choice."
"You liked her."
"I did." Which still surprised me to this day. "Well, after I got over my anger at her for being a part of the mess I was in. It took me a while to understand she was just as much a victim as I was. Neither of us wanted to be mated to each other, but we had no other choice. It was a mating forced upon us by our fathers."
"Was there ever…"
I glanced at Stalker at his hesitation. "Ever what?"
"Feelings between you," he said. "Did you love her?"
"No, but I did care for her. She was a sweet, young woman like I said, but we were not physically attracted to each other."
"Then how did you have Tommy?"
"Myra and I slept together a total of three times, and believe me, we were both sloshed every damn time. The moment she became pregnant, we both moved back to our own rooms and never slept together again."
I could tell from the silent snarl on Stalker's face that he didn't like hearing about me and Myra having sex. He wasn't the only one. The three times we slept together had been miserable experiences for both me and Myra. I never wanted to sleep with a woman again.
I smiled as I glanced at my mate, my very handsome mate. "Luckily, I'll never have to experience that again. I have a mate now."
Stalker growled as he pulled me into his arms. "Yes, you do."
"Where's your bedroom?"
"Our bedroom."
My smile grew wider. "Where's our bedroom?"
"Same place as the bedroom in the other suite."
Good to know.
I grabbed Stalker's hand and pulled him down the hallway to the bedroom he'd indicated. Once inside, I was amazed to find it just as warm and comforting as the rest of the suite. I just didn't have a lot of time to enjoy it right now. I had something else I'd like to enjoy.
I could feel Stalker's eyes on me as I stripped my clothes off. They became more heated with each passing second. Once I was naked, I reached down, yanking at Stalker's jeans. Stalker just stood there and allowed me to undress him.
As I pulled Stalker's pants down, I swallowed around the dry lump in my throat. I could taste my mate in my mouth even before I dropped to my knees. I pressed the palms of my hands against Stalker's muscular thighs as I leaned forward, catching my mate's cock between my lips.
"Suck it, baby," Stalker demanded.
I planned on doing just that and so much more. Stalker's body was something to be worshipped and explored. The fine lines running along my mate's ripped abdomen were definitely worth my attention. My mate was a wondrous sight. He was strong, powerful, the epitome of manliness. I was going to worship every damn inch of Stalker's body.
I swirled my tongue around the helmet, licking at the clear liquid that seemed to have multiplied as I reached beneath Stalker and gently massaged the man's balls. I leaned a little closer, taking my mate's cock further into my mouth as my tongue flattened and ran the length of Stalker's fat cock.
