Page 167 of Claim Me


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"I know you have doubts. I know it’s a test for you. But I want you to know that it’s much more than that for me. I like you so much, Blue… and I want… everything with you."

Blue’s eyes are wide, searching my face like he’s looking deep into me, checking if I really mean it, and then he says quietly,

"We’ll see how all of this unfolds, Gabriel." He rests his forehead against my chest, and we lie there like that while the ocean rocks the yacht gently.

???

I open my eyes. It’s morning. For a moment, I lie there, still foggy with sleep, not fully awake yet. It seems that while I was holding him, I dozed off.

Blue isn’t beside me, but I know he’s on deck. I can sense him, like I have him on some kind of radar.

Still, I stay there for a while, staring at the ceiling lined with soft LED strips, thinking about what happened yesterday. It was amazing, almost miraculous.

If he’d really never had an orgasm before and suddenly could do it, as if by magic, then it feels a little too arrogant to assume it was my exquisite lovemaking that caused it, right? I was probably enthusiastic, but not exactly refined, so then what happened?

Is thisit? The fated mates thing? It would explain everything so easily.

To be fair, somewhere at the edge of my subconscious, there has always been this nagging thought that Blue might be my True Mate. I’ve had flashes of it for a while now, though the doubts always crept in. I remember that short sentence Storm said, vague on the surface, yet still hinting that there was something unusual about my match with Blue.

"I think someone might show up that you should seriously consider as a husband. I have a good eye for matches. But this one is… very controversial."

Why would he want our match to happen?

He wouldn’t bring it up if our compatibility was low. And all his other recent matches turned out to be… True Mates.

But how does that fit with the fact that Blue has strong traits of a rose omega? Does that rule me out as a highly compatible partner? Or am I a somewhat similar case, but on the opposite spectrum?

My sexual organs match those of a purple alpha, and they supposedly are only compatible with rose omegas…

What a weird mix. How am I supposed to make sense of this?

But in the meantime the impatience to see Blue rises in me, so I jump off the bed and head for the shower, which turns out to be surprisingly spacious for a room on a yacht.

I wash up and head outside, because I simply need to see him.

Blue is sitting on deck, stretched out on a lounge chair. He wears a silky, thin tank top, almost see-through, and yes, I can literallyseehis nipples peekingthroughit. Is this on purpose? As I raise my eyes, I find his gaze fixed on me. He obviously caught my intense stare at his chest, and there’s a subtle smirk at the corner of his mouth. He has on thin, sapphire blue capri pants and bare feet, which are very small and slender. With some amazement, I notice his toenails are painted sapphire blue.

I stop and just take him all in.

He’s sipping tea and nibbling on some corn crispbread. That needs to be addressed.

"Wow, a true champion’s breakfast, as I like to call it."

Our eyes meet, and there’s something there, a flicker of energy passing between us. I just know he’s happy to see me, as I’m happy to see him.

"I’ll make us a proper breakfast," I say with a smile, realizing Blue might never have had to prepare his own food in his life.

"Can you cook?" he asks, cocking his head slightly. His hair is loose, the wind moving through the dark blue strands,brushing against the smooth skin of his shoulders and neck. The sweet scent reaches me. Dear Fate, I want him…

"I thought we would be surviving here on snacks."

I don’t answer, just give him a crooked smile.

I head back to the kitchen. From my previous stays on Veyron’s yacht, I already know the small kitchen built into the side of the living area pretty well.

I quickly make scrambled eggs with green onions and tomatoes, simple student food I used whip up with my brother every morning.

I add cheese toast and a slice of dark bread with a bit of wild strawberry jam, then grab tea.