Page 38 of Cosmic Crush

But for now, I could enjoy the fact that I was with my mate, making her a meal, providing for her the best that I could, given the situation.

What she had shared about her family had honored me. I knew that it was a hard topic to discuss, and that she had shared those things with me made me feel good. Although, I wished that I could help her.

Aside from my brother, all I could think about was how much my parents would love her. She was perfect. I wanted to worship the ground she walked on. I wanted to build an entire life with her.

I was making another chili, but this one would be heartier. I also found the ingredients to make some soft rolls. Half an hour later, I had a good meal set out for us.

“Mari,” I called.

“I’m right here, silly.”

I spun, caught off guard. She was standing in the doorway, leaning against it with a soft smile. Her hair was still damp and she was wearing one of my ponchos. It draped her, the ends landing right above her knees.

“When you cook, you go to your own world. It’s really cute.”

I felt a rush of…embarrassment? But it also made me feel warm inside. “Come eat, sugar.”

She sauntered towards me. There was a wicked glint in her gaze.

“Mari….”

“What?” she asked, smirking.

“What are you doing?”

“Flirting.” She laughed. “Are you scared of me?”

“When you look like you want to eat me, perhaps,” I said, leaning back against the kitchen counter.

She stopped right in front of me, leaning up on her tiptoes. I let out a soft growl as she ran her hands up my chest, all the way up to my mandibles. She gripped them lightly, tugging me down for a kiss.

All my thoughts melted. It was a small display of dominance, an almost amusing one, but it still made my knees weak. How could she have so much control over me with just a simple touch?

Our tongues met, her moan soft and light. She pulled back and patted my chest.

“Thank you for dinner,” she whispered.

Another growl rolled through me, my cocks reacting. “You better sit and eat before I bend you over and fuck you again, sugar.”

“Sure thing, cowboy.”

I narrowed all my eyes on her as she winked and went over to the table. She sat down and beamed at the meal, which made me feel good.

I took a deep breath, steadying myself, willing my cocks tocalmthemselves. I went over to the table, sitting down across from her. Steam curled up from the chili, the rolls warm in a basket between us.

“This looks and smells delicious,” she said.

“Good. We need the energy.”

She nodded, her cheeks turning bright pink. I liked making her blush.

I waited until she started to eat, savoring her expression as she took a spoonful of the chili. She let out a soft moan, her eyes fluttering.

I started to eat too. A comfortable silence settled between us.

That was something that I had never had with someone before. In the past, the silence always had to be filled with words. Someone always had to be talking about something, or else it might feel awkward. But with her, I could savor the moments that we talked, and I could savor the moments where we simply existed. It was a beautiful thing.

When we finished, she sat back with a heavy sigh. “Gods, that was good. You’re too good at cooking, even with limited supplies.”

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