“No!” His eyes light up. “You are the first to do that!”
I take a spoonful of the maracuja ice cream. It’s sour and sweet at the same time, perfect. “I am sorry,” I say. “For not being good at this.”
“Good at what?” Felix asks.
“Relationships,” I admit. “I know I am more rational than romantic. I am a bit dry, I guess.”
“Who said that?” Felix asks. “And even if, I don’t mind. What makes you thinkIam good at romance?”
“You would totally pull it off,” I say.
Felix laughs, his cute dimples showing like they always do when he laughs. “I like that I don’t need to be someone I am not with you,” he says. “I like that you just say what’s on your mind. And for the record, I find it super romantic to sit here with you after we worked the whole day and have ice cream.”
Goddess, he is so sweet. How can he be so cute and look so hot at the same time? He has the sweetest personality, the sweetest smile and says the sweetest things, but he has the body of a college heartthrob. He is like my very own dose of dopamine.
Putting my bowl aside, I get up and settle down on Felix’s lap, my arms around his neck. Felix looks up at me, the look in his eyes darker all of a sudden. I didn’t expect him to look like that, let alone look like that atme. It does something to my body, sending tingles through it.
There is an urge inside me, an insistence that pushes me forward. Taking his chin between my fingers, I lean down into a kiss. Felix readily answers my kiss, his tongue pushing past my lips and claiming my tongue. Fuck! I didn’t know he could be dominant like that. When Brandon did it, it felt like he put on a show of how cool he was.
But, Goddess, Felix with his beautiful face and his sunny smile can actually pull it off!
I didn’t want to give myself to a man that quickly again, and I barely know Felix. But he accepted me as his mate, he brought me to his pack, and he introduced me to his whole family. Who would do that without being serious about a relationship?
I shift slightly to straddle his hips, gasping when I suddenly feel his hand under my shirt. His fingers are cold from holding the bowl with ice cream. Mixed with the tingles of the matebond and the way they make my skin burn with want, the feeling drives me insane.
“Gwen-” Felix moves from my lips down my neck, kissing the spot where I hope he will mark me. Then he draws back and chuckles. “We have a visitor.”
I turn around, frowning. Who is disturbing this moment now?! I am usually not that bold with a guy, so whoever it is interrupting us better leave fast before I chicken out and allow my self-doubts to take over again. I want to mate with Felix, I want it so much that it chases my fears away.
There, right in the middle of the garden, Tuesday is sitting and staring at us, while munching on a single piece of straw. I can’t believe it. Capybaras are so hilarious! I laugh, before turning back to Felix.
“Maybe we should move this inside?”
Felix’s eyes light up. Instead of an answer, he stands up with me still in his arms. I am clinging to him like a monkey with my arms around his neck and my legs around his middle. One of his hands is right on my ass to keep the balance. It sends new tingles down my spine. Damn it, I want to feel his hands on my naked skin.
On our way to the bedroom, Felix halts and sits me down on a small dresser. I raise my arms to let him take off my shirt, before helping him get out of his. My mind seems to be completely high on the endorphins. I don’t hesitate anymore, getting rid of my bra as well.
“Fuck, Babe,” Felix groans. “You are beautiful.” He buries his head between my breasts, then moves to claim one of my nipples.
You are beautiful.
No one has ever said that to me, and I wouldn’t have easily believed it to be genuine if it weren’t Felix saying them. This man doesn’t seem to have one mean bone in his body. The fact thatthe goddess blessed me with such a kind mate makes me hotter than his obviously hot body.
I bury my fingers in his soft hair. “I want you,” I moan.
Felix uses his teeth to tug at my nipple, making me moan even louder.
“Good,” he says, his eyes turning dark when he looks at me. “Because I want you, too.”
His eyes turn fully black for a moment, his expression changing to a more serious one. With one hand at the back of my head, he forces me forward, claiming my lips in a kiss that leaves me breathless. He only lets go when I need to gasp for air. “You are his lycan,” I breathe out.
“Kiran,” he mutters, opening the buttons of my jeans, before pushing his hand inside. His fingers press against my core. My underwear must be dripping by now. I should probably be embarrassed, but instead I feel my heart flutter. I do not get wet easily. I have never had anyone to talk to about sex; I only talked once to Evelyn, from my old pack. She told me that there was nothing wrong with me.
It’s the guys, she said. If they can’t turn you on, it’s on them.
I knew she was right, but didn’t want to admit it to myself.
Lifting my hips, I allow Kiran or Felix or both of them to tug my pants down in one go. “You are so wet for us, mate,” Kiran groans, before burying his head between my legs. His tongue works magic, first moving over my folds and then pushing past them, fucking me with his tongue. His thumb circles my clit, making me moan and grab onto the edge of the drawer.
