Page 14 of Roommate Wanted
I chuckled at her words.
Ma wee Angel didnae need tae get her hawnds dirty when ah would dae it fur her.
“Anyhin’ else?” I asked, poking my head into the living room.
“Oh, can you get me some coconut milk, please? Deduct it from your rent,” she said, glancing away from the telly.
I don't know how I managed to keep a straight face, but I did. I nodded and left the apartment. It wasn’t the creamy coconut milk that was making her hot drinks addictive.
Nia had given me one month, but I would make myself indispensable to her. I missed her unguarded drunk persona,but this was a long game. I was the Alpha of the ancient Shetland Wulver pack, and I’d never lost a battle in my life. I pried into every part of her life and loved what I found.
She was the missing part of my soul.
My mate.
My future.
I could feel it deep within my bones.
Conall chuffed in agreement.
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The hinges of her bedroom door moved silently now, well-oiled from my previous visit. Moonlight spilled across the room. The ray of light shone on the bed where she lay tangled in sheets, unaware. I lowered myself onto the edge of the mattress, the weight causing her to shift slightly toward me in her sleep.
My hand slid down my aching length, a shudder rolling through me as her intoxicating scent flooded my senses. Precum beaded at my tip as I worked my fist slowly downward, stopping just short of my swollen knot before dragging it back up in torturous strokes.
When the first clear pearl of liquid dripped over my fingers, I leaned close enough to feel her breath against my wrist. I smeared the glistening fluid across her parted lips, watching her tongue dart out instinctively to taste what her body already craved. A soft sigh escaped her as she snuggled deeper into her bedding.
She needs us. Conall said, entranced by our mate.
Not yet. She needs to be ready. I told him.
The jar waited in my other hand, cool glass against heated skin as I continued stroking.
Soon she'd wake to find me between her thighs instead of lurking in shadows.
Soon, those lips would beg for a taste of me instead of accepting my offerings in her slumber.
But for tonight, I'd content myself with watching her sleep, with marking her in ways she couldn't yet understand.
Tonight was only the first night of many.
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The bathroom door opened, and Nia yelped when she saw me.
“Gud mornin’,” I said, scratching my bare chest. “Ah hope yae slept well.”
Her hand clutched the neckline of her robe as her eyes fell to my short towel.
“G-Good morning,” she choked out before bolting past me to her bedroom.
The door slammed shut.
I whistled and strode into the steamy bathroom.
Today was going to be a grand day.
