Voices in my head

NYRA’s POV

Seconds, minutes, and hours passed, and I just continued nursing him back to life, and it took him three moons to wake up, and another three moons where he could finally walk.

“You’re tough. I knew you would wake up.” I commented.

“I’m surprised you didn’t leave me there, Nyra.” His deep voice retorted.

“How could I leave you when you were crying like a pup in your sleep.”

He paused, “I did? I thought that was a dream.”

I paused. Did he remember what happened to us back at the river? Back when he was on the verge of death yet all he could mutter was loving me?

“Yes, I remember. All of it.” He replied, and I frowned, unsure if I said aloud my thoughts.

He smiled, “I could hear you, Nyra, Your thoughts, your voice, it all echoes in my head.”

This could only mean one thing. He already marked me… My eyes widened, no way!

He released a deep chuckle, clearly enjoying my bewilderment, “Yes, and you see, it was strange. Your mind was filling my head for the whole week. When you were nursing me, I could hear your thoughts, Nyra.”

“But how could we didn’t…I mean, you haven’t marked me.”

“I did.”

“How? And when? Why was it not?”

“I’m not sure when, but I seem. Marking someone does not necessarily require having sexual intercourse, my dear Nyra.”

This is the first time that I have witnessed this! Not like I know a lot of werewolves.

‘Why, are you scared? Scared for me to hear your thoughts?’ I heard him mind-linking me.

“Why did you mark me when you don’t love me?” I mumbled out loud. The incident back at the river wasn’t enough for me since he was grappling at death’s door at that time. I need confirmation now that he’s alive and well.

“It seems that my confession back at the river was not enough. I think the best way to prove it is by loving you now.”

He stepped forward, and I backed up. Wait…things are progressing quickly.

Gosh, I haven’t prepared myself for this! Mentally!

“What’s wrong? You were advancing on me last time when you were my captive.”

“That was different! It was simply….”

His breath fanned my face, his hands reached up to my chin and gently lifted my head,

“Simply what?”

My eyes met his dark eyes, brewing some storm, “Simply…teasing.”

“Then you’re going to get it now..”

He saw the hesitation in my eyes, “Or is it not what you wanted?”

I mean, yes, I have been waiting for this moment. Heck even dreamed of this! But why am I here stuttering and completely at my wits’ end?

“I think you need time to recover, you seem to hit your head-“

He gently grabbed my arm and kissed it, “I am perfectly fine, in fact, more than fine now, I could even carry you.”

And with one swift motion, his hands grabbed my waist and hoisted me up in the air.

I shrieked in surprise, “Fine! Creed, you won! Now put me down!”

“Na uh, not unless I hear you say I love you.”

“Stupid, you know I much prefer the sleeping version of you. At least you’re much quieter.”

He chuckled, “Or you just want to see me defenseless again so you could touch me whatever you want?”

“What? I didn’t touch you! I am not that indecent, Creed.”

“Really? Because to me, I felt violated…” He joked, and I rolled my eyes.

“I nursed you back to health and this is how you repay me?” I asked.

“I’m just joking, Nyra.”

“I’m still not used to this side of you, give me a moment,” I admitted in defeat. He then gently put me down and smiled at me.

“Baby, there’s more side of me that you have to know now than soon enough since we are mates.”

“You could even access my thoughts if you want to…Want to know my thoughts?”

He then whispered, “How I so badly want to touch you and caress you right now. The moment I woke up, I had been thinking of hoisting you to the ground and kissing you endlessly. Then, my lips would crush with yours while my hand played with your pearls. Then my lips would travel down to your neck, your breasts, then-“

I put my hands on his mouth, “Oh I think I heard enough. Gosh, I don’t even want to check in your head now.” Now I’m getting nervous being alone with him and all the endless possibilities that he would do to me. I didn’t imagine he would voice it all out! And most of all I am shocked at this side of him ever since he confessed to me.

I gulped, my cheeks blushing in red from hearing his words. Gosh, how vulgar!

‘I know you like it’…Creed voiced in my head.

I rolled my eyes at him and noticed something poking me down. I looked down between his legs and could see it hard erect.

“It’s up, Creed,” I muttered as if he didn’t already know it.

“Yes, I know. It’s craving for you, Nyra. I think it's looking forward to our passionate night together.”

I reddened, “C’mon Creed!”

“What? You’re my mate, we both love each other, and we just passed a trial. Now we’re alone here in the cave, with your body heat and pheromones seducing me. How could I stop myself?

I closed my eyes for a minute, calming my beating heart.

“And I could smell you down there. You’re wet for me too. You’re in heat, aren’t you?”

“Let’s make this official. You’re mine, and I am yours. What’s there to wait for?

I know I could not hear his thoughts but I don’t think I need to with the way he eyed me like a thirsty predator.

I clashed my lips to him and he didn’t waste a minute but kissed me back. I clung to him as he embraced me tightly. He rubbed his hips to mine, and through our clothing, I could smell his arousal.

“Ugh, Nyra. You’re too good for me.”

Our saliva mixing, our breath hitching, and my heart beating fast for him. I tried to match his rhythm but I couldn’t keep up. He seemed to be a hungry carnivore trying to lure me.

And I am damn letting him lure me.

“You’re so beautiful. Sometimes I wonder how I was able to stop myself from advancing you last time.”

“But if you would let me. I wouldn’t do something that is against your wishes. I wouldn’t want to hurt you.”

I nodded.

“Are you sure? Because once we start, I might not be able to stop myself, Nyra. You’re just so delicious.”

I breathed deeply.

“Just be..gentle, will you?”

He kissed my neck softly, “I will try to, but I can’t promise you that.

With his savage nature, I know he’s trying hard to keep a straight face and stop himself from completely devouring me.

He looks like he’s writhing in pain. As if waiting for any more seconds will kill him. And he’s just waiting for my permission. Begging for me.

And it felt good that only I could see that. That he respects my body.

I smiled at him, cupped his cheeks, then kissed him deeply.

“Shall we start?”