By late morning Stonewall snuck out the front door, leaving us alone for the first time. Unmated me would have already rolled her under me and slid inside her, but unmated me wouldn’t have cared that Stonewall is in the next room either. Mated me wanted to savor everything when it came to her, not just rut on her like an animal for a quick fuck. I wanted to take my time with her, something about her told me she’d be a noisy little thing. My dick practically jumped at the thought of being inside her and bringing her pleasure.
“Is that a gun in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?” Her raspy sleep riddled voice asked against my chest.
“That is definitely a loaded gun that wants nothing more than for you to pull the trigger Angel.” I murmured against the top of her head before I kissed it. She stretched her arm above her head, giving me a delectable view of her ample cleavage before she grabbed the sheets to cover them. “Now that’s not fair, sugga, I’ve been snuggled up against them while she slept, don’t I get to see them now in the light of day.” I gave her my best winning smile that usually had women rushing to do what I asked, but not my little minx, no she had a backbone made of steel. She gave me a growl before she pulled the sheets around her body and went to get out of bed.
“No sneaky peeks for you, I think I showed everyone more than enough skin last night. Which now that I think back was entirely too much of my skin. I’ve clearly lost my mind since you put this thing inside me.” She waved her hand at her body.
“I’d like to put something inside you.” I smirked at her, which only earned me a very unladylike groan and her stomping off through the door towards the bathroom. “Where are you going sweetness?” She turned as she entered the bathroom giving me a what-does-it-look-like I’m doing look.
“Uh…shower, duh. I can’t function without one first thing in the morning. Wait, is it still morning? Never mind it doesn’t matter, I still need a shower, and then coffee. Please tell me you have coffee in this place, because if not I cannot be held responsible for my actions.” The smile on my face broadened longer she rambled, but when her stomach growled in hunger my cat practically ran to the kitchen. “Where are you going? I asked you a question. Do you have coffee?” She was traipsing behind me now, the sheet gripped tightly in her hand.
“I need to make you breakfast.” I managed to growl out as I started pulling food from the frig. I pulled the coffee out, along with the dripper and paper filter. She leaned against the wall watching me with interest.
“Oh, what’s that, I’ve never seen coffee made in one of those?” Watching me from her perch against the wall I showed her how the filter went inside the dripper, the coffee then went into the filter, and the dripper went over a small carafe to keep the coffee in for use.
“It only makes about two cups, but I like the taste better than in a coffee maker. Go take your shower and I’ll have breakfast and coffee ready for you when you get out.” I jerked my head toward the bathroom, my voice coming out more normal. My cat had settled down a little once I was in the kitchen, it was happier when it saw I was taking care of our mate.
“Oh okay. Hey, where’s Stonewall?” A low growl emanated from my throat. My cat didn’t like her asking about another man. “Calm your tits Wraith, I just wanted to make sure he didn’t like die while we were sleeping or something horrible. I care about people, it’s kind of what I do, so either mister psycho kitty gets used to that or we’re going to have problems.” I huffed out a laugh, no one had ever talked to me like that. She shuffled over to me, the sheets trailing behind her like the train on a wedding dress, visions of her walking down the aisle assaulted my senses. When she was right in front of me, she arched up on her tiptoes, giving me a small peck on the lips. Her nipples grazed my chest, my cat hummed his excitement, and it took every amount of my willpower not to bend her over the counter and slam into her.
“There are some sweats and t-shirts in the dresser in there, they’ll be huge on you, but they’re at least something to wear. Not that I mind you staying just like this, on second thought forget what I said there are no clothes here, stay naked.” Her laughter tinkled through the cabin as she shuffled off to the bedroom looking for the worst things ever invented, clothes. The temptation to follow her into the bedroom was hard to resist, but I wanted her to be different than everyone who came before her. I didn’t want a quick meaningless fuck, she was my mate, and I wanted more with her.
Fuck, I sounded pussy whipped already and I hadn’t even dipped my wick in her yet. Running my fingers through my hair I let out a frustrated
