He smiles down at me and tenderly kisses my lips. “We’ll figure it out. I feel everything from you right now,” he says and I swear to God I see his eyes water.
“Smith?”
“Yeah, baby?”
“Are you crying?”
“Maybe.” He leans his head down, his lips next to my bonding mark. He gives it a delicate kiss. “I’ve just never felt this at peace in my entire life. You gave me that.” His chest purrs against mine, and it’s the most satisfying thing I’ve ever felt.
Great, now I’m fucking crying as I hold him tightly against my chest. He tries to keep some of his weight off me, but I hold him close.
He kisses me on the lips one more time, his knot still locking us in place. It doesn’t seem like that’s going to change soon.
“I think I should know your first name now,” I tell him, and he groans.
“Really?” he asks.
“You bonded me and told me you love me. I think it’s only fair.”
“It’s Harold,” he replies.
“Harold isn’t so bad.”
“No, but my nickname was Harry growing up. Once Harry Potter got big, I fucking hated it. Kids would always be like ‘you’re a wizard, Harry.’ I, of course, had shaggy brown hair and glasses too. One little shit would ‘Avada Kedavra’ me every day in the hallway.”
I can’t help it when I laugh, and he pinches my side.
“No laughing,” he says, smiling. “So, once I got into high school, playing sports, and getting bigger each year, I went by my last name, and everyone kind of forgot about my name. Harry never really seemed to suit me, anyway.”
“Except for this perfect chest,” I say, my fingers gliding down his chest hair. He grabs my hand and kisses my fingertips.
“We should probably talk about your heat,” he says.What a mood killer.
“Do we have to?”
“Baby, the way you looked at me before I fucked you, I thought you were already in heat. I think we should talk about it before it happens and notify Heat Haven.”
“Oh, about that. I already signed something that says I give my consent for you to participate.”
He smiles. “You were that sure of yourself?”
“Honestly, no, but Liv told me I should have a backup plan in place.”
“That woman is a menace.”
“I know, I love her,” I say, and he places another kiss on my bond mark. “Do you think you will be okay to get through my heat with another Alpha?” I ask him, and my heart rate goes through the roof. I’m so worried about how he might handle this.
“I’ve shared before, that was never really the problem for me. It was sharing afterward. I’m selfish, Cami. At night, I want to be the one to hold you. I don’t want to share date nights or worry about scheduling time with you. I want your heart and time to be mine.”
I nod my head at him. “We should probably put some rules in place. Like I will only kiss you.”
“Baby, you’ll be in heat. I know you will need the attention. I know you’re mine. We will get through this and figure it out. What you need is what matters to me most,” he says and kisses my bond mark again. The man is obsessed, and so am I.
I push his hair back from his face and kiss him one more time before his knot releases us and he removes himself from me.
“Do you want to shower?” he asks. No, I don’t, I don’t care about the bed being a mess, if anything, our two scents finally intermingling in this way is bringing me comfort.
“No?” I say hesitantly.
