Page 81 of Destined Paranormals: Volume One

“I am.” I stood, reaching for Monroe, and when we carefully stepped from the tub. I started looking around for a towel, but when I felt a warm breeze cover me, I suddenly felt dry. I didn’t even need to look to my mate to know that he was responsible. He simply took my hand and led me from the bathroom and into our bedroom. In there were more candles, which I’d realized were battery powered, and the bedding had already been turned down. I took a deep breath as I approached the bed with Monroe.

“Thank you, Oscar,” Monroe said, his fingers trailing down the sides of my face.

“For what?”

“For accepting me. Us. For being willing to take on not only me but my siblings, who see me as dad. For trusting me to help with yours. For what we’ve already shared today.”

I smiled up at my mate. He was incredibly charming and sweet. I wasn’t sure how or why exactly, but I wasn’t going to question the reasoning for our pairing. I would instead be forever grateful and live my life to the fullest with Monroe by my side.

“You’re welcome. It’s not been difficult. I know it won’t be easy, but I think we have a pretty good chance to make it work.”

“You do, do you?” Monroe asked, a smile on his face. I placed my hands on his waist and grinned up at him.

“I do. Now, what were you saying about more orgasms?” I asked teasingly.

Monroe raised both eyebrows once, and in a blink, I found myself lying on my back on the bed with my mate beside me.

“Don’t say I didn’t follow through with my promise.” Monroe gently trailed his fingers down the center of my chest until they made it to his intended target. I moaned, but that was cut short when his hand suddenly let go and moved farther down. I knew exactly where this was going, and I wanted to make sure my mate knew I was with him and nobody else while he prepped me for what was yet to come. I opened my eyes and met his as I threw my left leg out, opening myself up to my mate.

When his fingers found my hole, he seemed a bit surprised that I was already wet. He shouldn’t be though. I’d already had one orgasm, and I was with my mate.

“Are you wet for me, Oscar?”

“I am. I’ll need to be stretched, but I can do it if I need to.”

Monroe shook his head slowly, and when his finger swirled around, then slipped inside without hesitation, my mouth opened a bit as I took a deep breath at the new sensation of my mate getting me ready for him.

Chapter 9

Monroe

It was taking all I had in me to remain calm enough to not rush. My body was on overload, despite the orgasm I’d had in the tub with Oscar. I wanted this to be a memorable experience for him, and that meant I needed to get myself under control and not rush either of us.

“You are truly amazing, you know that?” I said as I slowly moved one finger in and out of Oscar’s body. He was slick but tight, and that told me it had been quite some time since anything had happened with regards to penetration. I understood though, and I wanted to ensure my mate that I could and would be patient with him and his needs no matter what.

I continued to slowly move my finger in and out of Oscar, stretching him slower than I would have thought, but I didn’t exactly have experience. I knew it took several fingers, but Oscar didn’t seem to be relaxing like I’d read about.

“Am I hurting you?” I asked quietly.

“No.”

The answer was quick and short, and I could tell that although he wasn’t lying, he wasn’t exactly being truthful either.

“Are you uncomfortable? Can I do something else you like?”

Oscar sighed and then looked toward me. “Could you kiss me?”

I grinned and moved in for another kiss. When our lips touched, the tingles in my body seemed to center on where we were touching, and not only did my body start to heat again, but Oscar’s seemed to relax. I added a second finger easily, and when I pushed my tongue gently against his, I slowly moved my fingers inward. I matched the same movements and was rewarded with a loud moan from Oscar. I smiled against his mouth before I pushed my tongue back into it.

I encountered a canine and grinned again, wondering how long it would take for them to make an appearance, and now I had my answer.

Again and again, I moved my fingers in and out of Oscar’s body while dueling against his tongue and flicking mine against his canines, which appeared to be incredibly sensitive.

After several minutes, Oscar turned his head to the side and gasped for a breath of air. “Monroe, I’m ready,” he said after turning back toward me.

“Are you sure?” I did not wish to hurt him. I never did.

“Yes. I need more,” Oscar told me. I nodded and slowly pulled my fingers from him. I’d managed to get three in him, and although I wasn’t as large as I knew some alpha shifters most likely were, nor did I have a knot, I knew that I was slightly thicker than my three fingers were.