The Alpha And The Angel

19_You're My Happiness

Cole POV

I am lying on my side, my head resting on my elbow, looking at the sleeping beauty next to me. We have not slept at all last night. We were enjoying each other until the sun came up. Only then did we allow the fatigue to take over.

Honestly, I would still been sleeping if it were not noon and I am starving. But I cannot tear myself away from my bride. I am seriously considering that it would not be the worst thing in the world to die of starvation while staring at her.

My stomach protests loudly and Ariella opens her eyes just as I am about to get up.

“Good morning, husband,” she grunts sleepily and moves closer to me.

“It’s afternoon, wife,” I grin and kiss her on the forehead.

“Already?” She looks surprised at me. “It felt like I have been asleep for a few minutes.”

“Are you hungry?” I glide my hand sensually over her naked body. “Because I’m famished.”

“I could eat,” she puts her arms around my neck and kisses me. “Eventually.”

“Woman, if I don’t eat now, there will not be an eventual,” I chuckle as I undo her arms and stand up. “I’ll be back in a minute.”

I walk to the kitchen and open the fridge.

“Preston, you’re the best,” I mumble, reaching for the meat, cracker and cheese platter.

“Can you even cook?” Ariella shouts from the bedroom.

“No,” I reply and take the bowl with fruit as well. “Can you?”

“I don’t think so,” she says thoughtfully.

“Fortunately, we have nothing to worry about,” I carry the food to the bedroom. “My best man knew cooking would be the last thing on our agenda.”

“I owe him gratitude,” she sighs contently as bites into a strawberry.

“You could tell him now,” I take a slice of ham.

“Now?” She raises her eyebrows. “I’m not bursting our love bubble with company.”

“Love bubble?” I laugh jovially.

“Things will be different once we go back,” she sighs.

“I know,” I grunt, reluctant to think about the world we left behind yesterday. “But I didn’t mean that you should invite him over. You can mind link him.”

“Mind link?” She looks at me with her big, beautiful eyes. “I can do that?”

“Sure,” I chuckle. “You’re the Luna now. You could do it since yesterday.”

“Oh, no,” her eyes widen. “What if they heard my thoughts?”

“Relax,” I lean over and kiss her. “It doesn’t work like that. Besides, you say what you think, nobody has to figure out your thoughts.”

“So, how do I mind link?” she feeds me a slice of pineapple and I explain the process between bites.

“Okay, I’m going to try,” she closes her eyes, and I am once more struck by how beautiful she is.

“It works,” she looks at me in awe.

“Told you,” I remove the plates from the bed and pull her onto my lap. “You can communicate with everyone within our borders, even when they’re in wolf form.”

“And outside the borders?” She plays with my hair.

“Only if a pack member is within a hundred yards,” I kiss her neck and she shivers in delight.

“Is there anything else I can do?” She asks curiously.

“Yes,” I smile mischievously. “You can command everyone in this pack.”

“Including you?” She raises her eyebrows.

“Including me,” I kiss her softly. “But only because I allow it, not because you have the authority.”

Ariella POV

“That’s good enough for me,” I shrug and scoot off his lap.

“Come on,” I take his hand. “Let’s take a bath before we go back. Will you please open the taps?”

“What’s the hurry?” He growls and walks to the bathroom.

“We have an interview with a vampire, remember?” I reply while removing the linen.

“What are you doing?” He frowns. “Housekeeping will take care of it.”

“Are you kidding me,” I continue with the linen, ensuring to cover the blood stain. “I’ll die of shame if they see this.”

“You shouldn’t be ashamed,” His voice is soft and tender as he takes the linen from my hands and embraces me. “My pack knows I waited for you. Now, they’ll know you did the same. This is proof that their Luna is true and pure.”

I look into his kind eyes as I process his words. I have no idea if I were tempted in my previous life, but I can only imagine that he was. I do not blame any girl who threw herself at his feet, hoping he would take her to his bed. My husband is a Greek god. For goddess’ sake, I threw myself at him even before I knew he was my mate. And he did not give in to temptation.

“You waited for me,” I cup his face when the true meaning hits me. “I don’t know if I chose to wait or simply didn’t have the opportunity, but … you’re mine.”

The idea that no other woman has ever had the privilege to share his bed, makes me happy. No, I am overjoyed, and the best of all – I can say the same. Contentment and bliss warm my heart and spreads through me.

“Just mine,” I kiss him softly and smile.

Cole’s eyes widen and I frown.

“What’s wrong?” I ask concerned. “Did I say something that …”

“You smiled,” his voice is a mere whisper, and he gently touches my lips.

“Because I’m happy,” I reply confused.

“You never smiled before,” his finger traces the curve of my mouth. “It’s breathtaking.”

“Cole,” I laugh softly. “I …”

His lips come crashing down on mine with an urgency which I have not experienced before. My arms go around his neck and I cling for dear life as he kisses the breath out of me.

“Your smile brightens my soul,” he mutters as his lips trail down my neck. “I promise to strive to make you smile for the rest of your life.”

“Okay,” I pant when his mouth covers my breast.

Cole picks me up and gently places me down in the bathroom. He closes the taps and helps me into the bath. I inhale the vanilla and lavender scent and submerge myself in the warm water.

There is a familiar storm brewing in his eyes as he gets in and pulls me closer. I straddle his lap, wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him lovingly.

“You are my happiness,” I sit up and push my fingers through his hair.

We maintain eye contact when his hand goes around my neck, and he pulls me closer. His lips are soft, hot and eager when he kisses me. His fingers tangle into my hair and I push my chest closer to his. A peaceful warmth spreads through me as the kiss intensifies.

His hand glides over my back to the front and settles his erection at my entrance. Tediously slow I lower myself onto him. Neither of us move or make a sound as we simply enjoy our unity for a moment.

He pulls away slightly to look me in the eyes.

“I love you,” he mumbles before he slowly starts moving his hips.

The three simple words rip my heart wide open.

“I love you,” I reply and put my arms around his neck as I increase our rhythm.

The sounds of water and soaks spilling over mixed with our heaving breathing are the only noises echoing through the bathroom. Cole’s strong hands roam loving up and down my back. I lose myself in his touch and his bite on my bottom lip when it feels like my emotions are about to overwhelm me.

My climax builds higher and higher, and I moan in pleasure.

“Cole,” I pant his name as my muscles tighten around him.

“I love you,” I groan as my orgasm hits me hard and furiously.

He captures my lips and thrusts into me until he trembles against me.

Breathlessly, we cling to each other as we catch our breaths.

“The bath is practically empty,” he chuckles after a moment.

“Then we should try again,” I laugh softly as I open the taps.