Jordan POV.
Day one isn’t over yet and I’ve been through hell and back, from finding my mate to agreeing on keeping it a secret, to being jumped upon by the stupid beta, Jacob would never do it, Jacob is a good beta who’d never try to jump anyone, he’d always make sure everyone is safe and happy, not like this.
After Micah was done crying, I kissed his tears away, I assured him over and over again that he could trust me, that I’m here for him, although he doesn’t seem to be believing me. But I’ll keep telling him so until he believes me, hugging him alone helped me feel better, helped my wolf calm down, breathing in his scent, kissing his neck, the point where I’d mark him.
“Stop it,” Micah says in a cute voice, but I don’t stop, I keep on kissing his neck, chuckling when he tries to push me away, his face turning red.
“Why would I stop? Kissing you is so yummy, and you turning red is a plus,” I say making him turn even redder making me smile, he’s so sweet.
“No kissing me, no turning red, I’m a bad alpha, grr,” he says, he just reminds me of Kiara in her little space, is he a little like her, I need to make sure first.
“Do you know how dominant and submissive deal in their relationship?” I ask him, this whole pack is weird and different, it’s nothing like back at home.
“The dominant is strong and evil, submissive is weak,” he says, but that isn’t correct.
“I’m the dominant between the two of us, do you think I’m evil?” I ask him, he wasn’t weak, he was a strong thing.
“Have you ever seen a BDSM couple?” I ask him, he shakes his head no, his face dropping, he’s scared, this isn’t good.
“I saw… I saw…” he says but I wait for him to explain, when he doesn’t I have to encourage him a little.
“Yes baby, you can tell me anything, anything baby,” I assure him.
“I watched fifty shade…” he says, that got me to laugh out loud, that’s the worse movie to ever watch, and if his information came from just that movie, I don’t blame him for being scared.
“That’s the worse movie to ever watch, Christian grey look like a fifteen-year-old boy wearing his father’s suit, and she looks like she’s constipated,” I say making Micah’s face turn red, both hands went to his mouth, but he couldn’t hold his laugh anymore, he laughed out loud, it’s the first time I ever heard him laughing, I loved it, I’m going to make him laugh so much more.
“So not fifty shade?” he asks me, definitely not fifty shade.
“BDSM is more of trust and fun, it got many forms and shapes, not just dominant and submissives, but for our wolves, it helps us find a rhythm, help us find a balance between the two of us,” I explain to him, he nods his head yes, I don’t think anyone showed him any kind of this lifestyle before.
“Are you into a form? You said it got many forms,” he says his cheeks going pink.
“Yes, I might be into something, but I’d be into whatever my sweet mate is into, we can experience, we can try different things until you choose what you want,” I say, I’ll be whatever he needs me to be, anything for my mate.
“Okay,” Micah says still feeling shy, but then he found his braveness and asked me “what are you into?”
“I used to go to a BDSM club back at home, littles and daddies always got my attention,” I say, wanting to explain why that part got my attention the most, why I always loved littles and taking care of them.
“What’s that?” he asks still feeling brave.
“A little is someone who goes into a younger headspace, the dominant person would take the daddy or mommy role, taking care of the little giving them rules, making sure they don’t get in trouble, punishing them if needed,” I say, the last part isn’t always fun, well not for the littles while in their little space, but for big boys in bed, spanking could be kind of fun.
“You ever… you had a…” he says waving with his hand, he means if I got a little before.
“No, never, my little sister is one, I played with little in the club before,” I say, he’s my first everything, my first kiss, my first love, and my first mate and the last one of course.
“Ohh… but what if I don’t?” he says, does he mean not regress? I won’t mind that.
“Then no worries, we can always find another thing that we’d both enjoy,” I assure him, he never needs to worry, I’ll be anything he wants or need me to be.
“Why are you so nice?” he asks me, isn’t it clear?
“I’m nice because I’m your mate, because you’re my first and last lover ever,” I explain to him, but his eyes held some more fear of being betrayed.
“First?” he repeats.
“Yes, first, this morning it was my first kiss ever, you’re my first everything,” I say but he still had the same doubtful look.
“Look Micah, I know trust is earned, but you should know that as your mate, I could never hurt you, I would kill anyone who would touch you, look at you wrong,” I assure him, he nodded his head but doesn’t say anything else.
“Talk to me Micah,” I beg him, he could tell me anything as long as he’s talking to me.
“Tell me more… about the little thing,” he says this time he looked curious, from what I saw from the alpha, a little would be perfect for him, he never got a childhood I know there’s no way this cold house has ever provided him with warmth or happiness.
“A little boy and a daddy would be under the ddlb title, you can regress to any age you want, and you should know that I’ll never touch you sexually while in little space,” I assure him, “to be in ddlb relation means we’d be having sex, if our relation contains no sex, we’d be into a cgl, caregiver little relation, my guess you want sex?” I ask him, fingers crossed he wants sex.
“I want sex,” he says his face going red again, I hugged him closer to me again, I’d love to have him, but I wouldn’t touch him or claim him until he trusts me fully, I could wait.
“We’ll take it step by step,” I tell my mate, my heart skipping a few beats, this is a dream becoming a reality.