Why me
1138 Words
POV - Aila
I awoke fairly early, I knew because the curtains were open and I could see the sun rising over a hill, sky pink and hill burning red. I looked over and there was Fen curled up at the side of me, his shoulder pressed against mine, and his head on the pillow tongue killed out to the side making him look goofy…So, he definitely was a wolf, that wasn’t a dream…the doctor who gave me a check up last night seemed scared of him but he seemed like the sweetest man I had met in my 22 years. I wanted to know more about him… the huge hunk of a man who could make me feel safe though I didn’t even know him, somehow I was his mate? But I didn’t even think Fen was his real name… I needed to talk to him… I’d let him sleep first, he used up a lot of energy caring for me yesterday. I slipped out of bed and reached the doorway, and before I had even get out paws were padding on the floor next to me - he was right his wolf didn’t want to be away from me, I absent minded lay scratched behind his ears as I continued to walk to the kitchen… I needed a cup of sweet tea to wake up. As the kettle was boiling I looked that sweet goofy wolf in the eyes and asked him if I could talk with his human, to which he responded by l*****g my wrist before shifting back. God I would never get used to this sexy beast infront of me, my eyes roamed his n***d body and between my legs warmed, and my n*****s became stiff peaks… upon noticing this, he seemed to.. sniff the air? And that giant d**k between his legs grew, and grew… I hadn’t seen one in person before, only on the tv… and wow none had been this huge.. I blushed as I thought about it inside me, I thought it would split me, but I wanted to try it… I had never wanted a man before but damn. I shook my head and turned away as I felt wetness between my thighs… he needed to cover up. “Can you… can…” damn my words wouldn’t come out, I didn’t want him to… “cover up so I can think straight” his silence and the air about him told me he was smirking, so I turned and swatted him with my hand, making him go. I brewed tea for us both and sat at the table, waiting for Fen to come back. I needed to know more about this “mate” business, why me? And what it would mean for me. I watched as he stalked back into the room clothed, but huge bulge in his pants, and as he sat I slid his tea to him. “So… mates…” I began… “what does it mean… and why me? Are Fae usually wolf mates?” I had a million questions but I stopped them spewing out of my mouth at that. His mouth opened and closed, then opened again “So Mates are like soulmates, each wolf only gets one, unless something happens and the moon goddess gives them another chance, but that’s rare, why you? I don’t know, but what I know is that your scent is intoxicating, you’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, and it’s as if I’m already madly in love with you even if we barely know each other. I’ve never heard of a wolf mating with a Fae though… but that just means you’re more special than you can ever imagine” I felt my cheeks burn as I blushed “you’re even f*****g cuter when you blush tiny Fae” I blushed deeper I must have looked like a damn beetroot “shut it… big bad wolf” I replied, he looked down and sighed and faintly whispered “I’m not bad deep down… I just want to love and be loved” oh… had I upset him? What did that mean? I slid closer to him and laid my hand on his shoulder “what do you mean?” his eyes scanned up and landed on mine “My name… my name is Fenrir”
POV - Fenrir
I told her my name and bowed my head expecting her to move away from me… instead her arms slipped around my shoulders, her hands landing on my chest making my heart pound it as if Thor himself was beating it with his hammer. Her breath tickled my ear as she whispered “Oh so my mate is the badass God killer? The legend himself? Lucky me… I always thought if he wasn’t just a wolf he’d have been one f*****g sexy badass… and here he is… infront of me… in human form” that… was unexpected… I looked at her, and she looked excited, could she be any more damned perfect? she quickly gathered herself and sat down, the expression that flashed across her face, she looked broken. I needed to gain her trust and help her. I spoke up “Aila, I need to know how to help you, maybe you’re not ready to tell all, but please, let me in”
POV - Aila
Something about finding out he was Fenrir made me so damn horny, not that I wasn’t already… ever since he showed up I was burning with desire, I wanted him to pin me on the damn table and f**k me, I felt it was wrong as I barely knew him, and I had always just wanted love, so had ideals about being made love to… suddenly flashbacks of the battlefield came to me as I sat down. Of course that damn perfect seeming man noticed - no one could be this perfect though right? I just found out we are soul mates, my entire family and all the Fae had been wiped out, I don’t know if anyone had survived at all, I watched my own mother have her heart ripped out and it made me wish my own was ripped from my chest, but somehow… he seemed to be healing my heart… after what… two days? Maybe he was right… maybe I was his mate and I should let him love me… but for that, he needed to know me, and I was overwhelmed and nervous. I bowed my head… I wanted him to hug me, but it was too soon to tell him that… I wanted to be encased in those huge muscly arms and pressed against that rock solid chest. And there i was again, thinking of that body… while my mind was spiralling
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