The Wizard Prince's Secret Soulmate

Chapter 11

As it slowly got dark outside, and the last bit of wine was gone, Matteo asked her if she wanted to have dinner with him. She did feel a little hungry, but mostly she didn’t want this day to end, so she agreed.

“Pizza or Seafood?” Matteo asked her through the door of the bathroom, while she was taking a shower to get rid of the chlorine smell.

“Ummm… seafood,” she replied, and turned her attention back to washing off the honey scented soap.

He walked into the bathroom while she was trying to dry her hair with the little hairdryer that was attached to the wall, and stepped into the shower. She blushed a little bit at the intimacy of this situation, both of them getting ready together as if they had been doing it for years.

As soon as they were both dressed and their bags were packed again, Matteo left some cash on the bed for the staff and took her hand in his, and together they walked back to the parking lot to get the car.

It didn’t take long to get to the restaurant, and Matteo found a parking spot right in front of it. ‘L’Alessandra’ was written in big letters on the wall next to the door, and when they stepped inside, the owner, an elderly, smiling Italian, rushed to greet them like old friends.

While Matteo chatted away with him, Aurora looked around the small dining room. There were very few tables in here, which made it seem cozy and homey, and it smelled divine. They were quickly guided to their table in one of the corners, and she took a glance at the menu. She already knew that it would be difficult to decide by looking at the plates that were in front of the other guests in here.

“Any suggestions?” she asked Matteo, as it seemed that he wasn’t here for the first time.

“Honestly, everything is great. But if you want to, we can get different dishes and you can try both?”

“What if I don’t want to share mine, though?” she joked, and Matteo laughed.

“I guess then we’ll just have to order more,” he chuckled, and she smiled as she returned to reading the menu.

She finally decided on a mixed starter, with salmon, swordfish, octopus and peas, moscardini and calamari. It was so good that she wasn’t even tempted to try Matteo’s pasta with lobster, but she did it anyways. She didn’t allow him, though, to take a bite of her dish, swatting away his hand when he tried to come closer.

“Nope, sorry, this is barely enough for me,” she grinned at his frowning face.

They got the same mixed grilled fish for their main course, and Aurora was happy they did, because again, she wasn’t going to share one single bite of it. The fish was perfectly grilled, the squid, the shrimp and the langoustine was to die for and didn’t need anything other than some freshly squeezed lemon juice.

They had ordered a bottle of white wine, and she started to wonder if Matteo would be able to bring them home after all that, but he didn’t seem affected by the alcohol at all, so she just shrug it off and continued to enjoy the meal.

She observed how Nilo, the owner, walked around to every table, making conversation with the patrons and checking if everything was alright. He eventually came to them as well, and he told them a little bit about his life, how he opened the restaurant with his wife, and he ended up giving them relationship advice, which Aurora found delightful. It felt more like a family dinner, and less like sitting in a restaurant.

After finishing the amaretto parfait she had ordered for dessert, Matteo paid the check and they walked back to the car hand in hand. Aurora sighed. This had been the perfect day, her belly was full, her body was relaxed from spending the day in the water and the massage, and she couldn’t remember ever having such a wonderful date. She had been foolish to not leave her number the day she snuck out of his apartment, but she was glad that fate had somehow brought them together again.

When they reached her house, he leaned over the centre console to kiss her goodbye, but she moved away, before he could reach her.

“Would you like to come in for… a coffee maybe? I also have whiskey, if you’d like…” she offered, remembering the evening he brought her to his apartment.

The sparkle in his eyes told her that he remembered that as well, and he parked the car. She had barely unlocked the door when she felt his arms on her waist, turning her around so quickly that she lost her balance and stumbled against his chest, but he caught her before she could fall down. Placing his hand under her chin, he gently lifted her face towards him before leaning down and crashing his lips on hers, using her surprise to invade her mouth with his tongue, swirling it around hers until she was dizzy, and she could feel heat pooling between her legs.

She felt like gasping for air when he finally let go of her, and she had to place her hand on the wall to keep herself steady. In the darkness of the house, she felt him smirking more than she could see it, so she quickly composed herself and switched on the lights before walking past him into the living room.

“Would you like a drink?” she asked nonchalantly, not letting him see how much he affected her.

“Sure, whatever you have,” he replied while dropping on the couch.

Forcing her hands to stay still, Aurora grabbed two mismatched glasses and the bottle of her favourite whiskey and walked towards him. She handed one glass to him and placed the other on the old, wooden coffee table and opened the bottle to pour him his drink. Feeling his gaze on her made her tremble, slightly moving the bottle away from the glass, but before he could react, the stream of amber liquid changed direction and flowed inside the glass regardless.

Matteo was left stunned, but he didn’t say anything about what just happened, and neither did Aurora. She had straightened the bottle immediately, and had already finished pouring his drink and hers, when she put the bottle down and picked up her glass, bringing it up to her lips and taking a sip.

He watched her carefully, part of him wanted to ask her what she was, but the little selfish voice in his head told him to just keep his mouth shut if he wanted to enjoy this night with her. They could talk about it tomorrow.

He gulped the whiskey down in one shot and put the glass away before engulfing her in his arms, pulling her closer and giving her another kiss. Matteo’s fingers caressed the length of her arm, from her shoulder down to her hand, until he reached her glass and gently removed it from her grip before setting it next to his without letting go of her lips. Her eyes were closed, and all he could hear was her heavy breathing. Knowing her body would fit perfectly under his made this time even better than the last.

“Let’s go to the bedroom this time, my couch isn’t as big as yours,” she gasped between two kisses, and he allowed her to show him the way to her bedroom while they got rid of their clothes, leaving a trail of discarded fabric behind them until they fell on her bed together, the cool bedsheet a sharp contrast to her heated skin under his exploring fingertips.  

Aurora sucked in a deep breath when his lips moved to the sweet spot between her shoulder and her neck and he started licking and nibbling on it. There would be marks left that she’d have to cover up the next day, but right now, she didn’t care. His hands roamed over her body, stopping to caress the places he found the most interesting.

“Matteo…” his name was a mere whisper on her lips, but somehow he understood.

She could feel his hands move downwards, two fingers opening her folds, while a third slowly entered her dripping hole. Her back arched towards him, but he had already pulled it out again and pressed his now wet finger on her c**t, drawing small circles on it and causing a moan to escape her lips.

“Please…” she begged him, not even caring how desperate she must sound, and she could feel his breath caressing the sensitive skin under her chin.

“What do you need, luce mia?” his low grumble vibrated through her body, filling her with need.

“You… please, Matteo, I need you…” she stammered, and his hand disappeared from her core, only to be replaced with his hard c**k pushing against her entrance, his length slowly stretching her walls until he filled her completely.