Sophie’s POV
“What do you think?” he asked as he walked into a cottage after unlocking the door with a key that was hidden beneath a rock close to the entrance.
I huffed in my wolf form and then trotted in, ignoring the fact that he was walking nude confidently.
“Wait here,” he said, and then walked into a room and came back dressed in a robe, with a spare one in his hand.
He put the robe on the sofa and adjusted the one he was wearing.
“When we shifted back, we didn’t look at each other like that,” he said as he turned and faced the other side, giving me his back.
“Not that I didn’t want to admire you; it’s just that the situation we were in was… different,” he said as I shifted back to my human form and took the robe from the sofa, putting it on.
“I have shifted a few times in front of different people, so even if you didn’t turn, I would have been okay with it,” I answered simply.
He instantly turned back and glared at me.
“I’m kidding,” I lied, then laughed nervously.
Me shifting back to my human form in front of others wasn’t uncomfortable. But if it was going to make my mate upset, then I was better off lying.
“I don’t do well with such jokes,” he said as he took a few steps forward and stood in front of me, moving his hands to my shoulders.
“I know you had past relationships, but that doesn’t mean I want to hear about them. I can also tell that you lied to me when you said you were joking,” he said as I shifted my gaze to the side.
“I’m not trying to control you,” he said after a few minutes of silence, and then he dropped his hands.
“I just want to be the only one who sees a side of you that is reserved only for me,” he said, and then he walked to the whiskey table in the corner, grabbing the bottle of whiskey.
“I understand,” I answered seriously, and then I walked to where he was, taking the bottle of whiskey from his hand.
“As of today, I will only show you my intimate self and a side of me that I never want to show to anyone,” I said, and then opened the bottle and drank from it.
He smiled and then brushed his hand through my hair gently.
“Thank you,” he whispered, and then walked to the sofa and sat down.
“I seriously don’t know what we can do to make our time worthwhile,” he said as I closed my eyes and drank a mouthful.
“Should we discuss our future?” he asked when I opened my eyes.
“I have something else in mind,” I answered while I walked to where he sat.
“What is it?” he asked with a raised brow.
I got on his lap and moved the bottle to his lips.
“Drink,” I whispered softly.
He smirked and then opened his mouth as I poured the liquid in.
He swallowed and then sighed heavily.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, then took a sip from the bottle.
“That was so not sexy,” he said as I smiled widely.
“What did you want me to do?” I asked simply.
“I expected you to use your mouth to make me drink,” he answered, making me laugh softly.
“Do you seriously want to go down that road?” I asked seriously.
He moved his hand to my ass, giving it a light squeeze.
“It’s not under the circumstances I wanted or where I thought we would mark each other. But damn right, I want you right now, and I want to go down that road so bad,” he answered, and that was all the confirmation I needed to hear.
I moved the bottle to my mouth, drinking from it and leaning forward, kissing him.
His hands instantly went to my waist as he drank the contents from my mouth, thrusting his tongue in and groaning when I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, slightly moving my hips forward.
When he pulled back from the kiss and looked into my eyes, I threw the whiskey bottle down and grabbed him by the collar, pulling him forward and crushing my lips against his desperately as he kissed me back while taking off my robe.
In a second, he pushed me down on the sofa and knelt between my parted, bent knees, removing his robe and revealing an impressive length that was already hard.
When he slowly leaned forward, I grabbed his hand, moving it to my breast.
His breath hitched, and my nipples hardened beneath his touch.
He smirked and then gently began to squeeze it. I felt a sweet sensation sending sparks of pleasure shooting between my legs.
We weren’t even doing much, yet I was very turned on, and his scent was getting stronger with each passing second.
He leaned in, kissing my lips gently while brushing his thumb roughly against my nipple.
When he pulled back, he was breathing heavily.
“I want every part of you,” he whispered huskily.
With a groan, he captured my lips again, thrusting his tongue in while his other hand roamed over my body.
When he pulled back and trailed his lips down my body, I let out a low moan, then gasped when his tongue brushed against my core.
“Not there,” I whispered in a low tone, trying to stop him.
“I want to,” he whispered back and then thrust his tongue into my wetness while his fingers stroked and circled my clit.
My hips buckled up as I shamelessly began to moan loudly.
When he focused his attention on the sensitive bud of my core, I bit my lower lip tightly to swallow a scream that was about to escape my lips.
Each passing minute felt like ripples of pleasure were coursing through me.
“I’m close,” I murmured in a daze but was surprised when he moved on top of me, claiming my lips.
I wanted to whine, but feeling his lips against mine and his hardness brushing against my core made me feel excited.
“There is no way I’m letting you climax. Not without me. Plus, I want us to feel good together,” he whispered when he pulled back and looked into my eyes.
I moved my hand to his cheek and nodded with a smile.
He shifted and moved his hand to his length, giving it a few strokes while I felt a little embarrassed watching.
When he positioned himself between my thighs, notching the head of his cock against my entrance, I waited patiently to feel him inside me.
With a low groan, he thrust in completely, stretching out my walls. Just feeling him inside me made me so happy that my wolf let out a soft purr.
With a loud groan, he began to thrust at a slow, steady pace, allowing me to adjust to his size and savor our sweet moment together.
When he picked up his pace, his hips rocked against mine in a strong rhythm. All I could do was call out his name over and over while desperately clinging to him.