Chapter 26 Ch 26

Angelica proved to be a wonderful hostess. By the time Tandan and I were walking back to his car, I felt like my heart had been lifted. Silvia and Nathan were entirely precious. I hadn't spent quality time with children in...well, probably never. They were tiring and refreshing at the same time. They were the innocence and youth I had long forgotten.

On the drive home, Tandan reached over to place his hand on my thigh. I looked over at him in question. He briefly tore his gaze from the road to meet mine.

"You did really well with those kids," he told me. "I didn't know you liked children so much."

"Thank you." I was surprised by the sincerity of his compliment. "I didn't know either. Maybe it's just because they aren't my own."

He actually laughed at that. "Yeah, probably."

A smile slipped across my lips and then slowly disintegrated. I didn't know what to talk about after that. For some reason, the next natural segway seemed to be talking about our kids. Except I didn't know if we ever would have any. I didn't even know if he wanted to have any. Tandan didn't bring it up either, so we rode the rest of the way in silence.

I checked my phone impulsively, always looking for a text or call from Matt. He hadn't reached out to me at all the whole week, nor did he respond to what I sent him. I at least wanted to know if he was alright. Though I knew the beast must be him, I had started to wonder if it wasn't him and we had falsely accused him of almost killing me. And he now knew about our species on top of that. If he wasn't the beast, we had made a huge mistake.

Tandan parked outside his apartment complex and we got out of his car. I was still on my phone when we rounded the car hood simultaneously. He stunned my body by wrapping an arm around my waist. My phone almost fell out of my hand. Our eyes met again as he walked me towards the apartment.

"I miss you," he whispered.

My throat constricted. "I...I missed you too."

"Things have been hard, I know. Will you let us be mates again tonight?"

I knew what he was asking for. The man wanted some good old-fashioned vagina. However, I had a sneaking suspicion he also wanted me. Like all of me. That's what the mate bond was for after all; it made you want someone irresistibly because you were made for each other. Against all odds, you would somehow, someway, want them so badly you couldn't imagine life without them.

"That depends," I said as he unlocked the apartment and ushered me inside. "Will you tell me what's been bothering you?"

He shook his head and reached down to take my hands into his. My body instantly warmed. "I don't want to talk about it. Or anything. Let's just forget everything."

Though the part of my brain that did all the logical reasoning knew he had been acting weird and even a bit suspicious, I didn't want to listen to that part. I was horny, damn it. And I deserved some recompense for putting up with him on a daily basis. I wanted to believe the longing writhing around in me was only the lust compelled on me by the mate bond.

I didn't want to believe that maybe a part of me still genuinely might care for him after everything. Not yet, anyway. I wanted to trust him and be mates, but I didn't want to knock down that last wall between us.

So I agreed, "Let's forget."

His hands slid up my arms to my elbows, which he used to pull me into his chest. My eyes fluttered closed as he bent his head to brush our lips together. Our mouths danced for a few seconds and then I slipped my tongue into his mouth. He gripped my hair between his fingers, pulling my head to the side.

The first thing to go was his shirt. My hands fumbled to work his shirt over his head before tossing it hastily to the floor. Then, while we stumbled towards the bedroom between breathy kisses, my blouse was almost ripped off me. By the time we reached his bed, I was tripping over my leggings and he was kicking off his khakis. He scooped me up and dropped me onto the bed.

Desire pooled into my nether region. I guided him on top of me, one hand on his shoulder and the other in his hair. Now we were both only in our underwear. He balanced himself on his knees and one arm, using his free hand to pry my panties to the side. The cool air stroked my damp core, making me shudder. His finger toyed with my clit as our mouths connected again.

He kissed away my moaning. I gasped at the feel of his index finger sliding into me. Our eyes met, dark with lust and affection. My palms cupped his face. God, he was so hot. I was suddenly overwhelmed with the urge—the need—for him to put his seed inside of me. It didn't matter to me if he wanted to have children; I wanted him to put a baby inside of me.

Pulling away, Tandan's mouth moved its way down my head jaw to my ear. "I'm going to plow you," he whispered.

Another shudder rippled through me. I moaned loudly. "Plow me, Tandan."

Groaning, he ripped my panties off and I pushed his boxers down. His erect cock sprung out in all its glory. It wasn't exposed long before he was rubbing his engorged head against my slippery bottom lips. When he caressed my plump nub, I involuntarily shrieked and burrowed my fingers into his back. His wolf came through to growl in passion.

The air was sucked from my lungs as Tandan plunged his hard dick into my soaking peach. He began to do just as promised: plow me. I could do little more than moan and writhe while he thrust his hips forward, rubbing our bare stomachs together. Once he'd settled into a steady pace, he bent his head down to take one of my nipples into his mouth. Heat bloomed through my body. I felt so light yet also burning up, like a star. It was bliss.

Between the groaning and gasping and the slap of our skin, a sensual ensemble further stirred us on. I rose to climax and exploded. Tandan didn't slow in the least to ride it out, and he came a few moments afterward. He sighed heavily against my collarbone, my breast now freed of his suckling lips.

His dick remained inside of me as he lifted his head to peer down into my eyes. My heart stirred happily. We were mates. And boy, did it feel good. Tandan leaned down to press a kiss on my lips. He pulled out of me after and used my utter fatigue to snuggle against my sweaty body.

"My mate," he purred into my shoulder. He nibbled on the soft skin. "I love you."

Though I'd still been trying to catch my breath from our hot and steamy wrestling, my breathing cinched immediately at his words. I stared up at him with wide eyes.