His Fated Mate

Chapter Five: Our First Night

Once he had my bags in his hand the door shut behind him. He walked me to the door to the right side of the room. It opened with a slight creak, he dropped my bags to set me on the sink. He got a wash cloth ran it under warm water, and took hold on my chin. He raised my face and brushed the curls away. He went to work on scrubbing off my warm paint that I’m sure was down my cheeks. I winced when he touched the side of my face she had hit, so he was softly working on the makeup then.

He rung out the wash cloth and was about to pick me up again when I stole it from him. I looked up at him and glared at the pink lipstick on his face. I grabbed his face and pulled him to me. I scrubbed off all the horrible pink lipstick. I turned his face side to side making sure I got it all. He chuckled at me. Once I was happy with my work I rinsed the wash rag out and slid off the sink. I bent to grab my things but he already had them in his hand. He grabbed my hand and led me around the corner, past a giant garden tub with jets. The bathroom had marble floors, ceramic tiled walls, and around the corner there was long hallway. He let go of my hand to turn on the lights, I gasped. It was the biggest walk in closet I had ever seen. It was twice the size of my room at home. It had a freaking couch in here! A entire wall for hand bags, a wall for shoes and one entire wall that was just to hang clothes, there was a long dresser for socks and panties too.

“Is this all your things?” He asked skeptically.

“Yeah, most of my room was just books anyway. Most of my clothes are work clothes.” I shrugged

“I’m gonna change that,” he smirked.

It only took me a few minutes to unpack everything I only had one nice pair of shoes and I was wearing them, so I took them off. The fluffy grey carpet was soft under my feet.

“Why don’t you take a shower and meet me in the bedroom.” He suggested.

“I will if you will, you smell like her. And promise me the sheets have been changed.” I smiled at him.

“Of course, they have my darling. And I’ll see you after my shower then.” He kissed the top of my head.

After I heard the bathroom door click shut I stripped off my dress and hung it up and took my bra and panties off. I grabbed my favorite pair of pajamas, a pink tank top with pink shorts. Walking around the corner, I noticed the sink was also a vanity. The walk in shower was big enough for like four people to shower in. They had forgotten to grab my shower stuff so I hoped there was something in there. Luckily there was, I took the hottest shower I could manage. It relaxed me, today was the first time I would be sleeping with a man and it made me nervous. I hurried to finish my shower, I dried off quickly. At least I had my own clothes, that made it easier to relax. I brushed out my hair, took a deep breath and stepped out of the bathroom.

He was sitting in the couch his back was to me. His shirt was off, I could clearly see his muscles. He had tattoos on his shoulders, and both arms. That was so sexy, it reminded me of my little tattoo. I walked over and joined him on the couch.

“So let’s get to know each other better,” he greeted me.

“What’s your favorite color?” I asked.

“Red, and yours?” He replied.

“Teal, greens, blues, I love most colors actually.” I answered.

“Do you have any tattoos?” He asked.

“Yes,” I bit my lip a bit.

“Where?” He seemed shocked.

“You’ll have to find it,” I responded.

With that he began scanning my body for it. I knew he watched to strip me down and look everywhere but he restrained himself.

“Fair enough,” he shrugged.

“What was your life like before now?” He questioned.

“Hard mostly. Uh my dad died when I was fifteen and my mom works as an ER nurse. So I gave her my savings for college to help pay off our house. I always give her half of my paycheck to pay for things at home. I work in the cafe downtown, we actually made all the pastries for your party tonight.” I said while yawning.

“So how many girlfriends have you had?” I asked.

“Only one. How many boyfriends have you had?” He asked.

“None. I’ve never been kissed before, never had s*x before. Nothing. I wasn’t ever pretty enough or skinny enough I guess.” I yawned again.

“Can I give you your first kiss? Then we can go to bed?” He seemed so shy about it.

I nodded and he came closer to me. He leaned in and I felt the warmth of his breath in my face. He kissed me then, I thought it would be just a peck but we had our arms wrapped around each other in a second. He picked me up, and carried me to the bed. We fell over kissing, his tongue forced my mouth open. Our tongues explored each other’s mouths, I felt him grabbing my butt cheeks. I moaned softly against his lips. His hand wandered under my shirt and squeezed my breasts. His other hand went off my shorts and I could feel him rock hard on my leg.

I put my hands on his chest and pushed him away.

“Please….” I panted. “I’ve never had a boyfriend, or a kiss or anything really before. Please don’t…”

He shushed me softly, he stood up and I saw how big he truly was. My eyes widened and I looked at him. He turned on the light by his side of the bed and headed for the over head light. I rolled over to the right side of the bed and got under the silk sheets. I felt the bed move behind me and he climbed in, grabbing me around the waist.

“I promise, on first at a time.” He whispered in my ear.

He pulled me close to him and he snuggled me up to him. This was so unbelievably comfortable.

“First you get used to having a mate, or a boyfriend if that’s what you want to call me. Then I’ll give you more firsts, my darling.” He kissed my neck.

Breathing in his heavenly scent and enjoying his warmth I fell asleep. I woke up early, he was still sleeping. I went to go get dressed for work, half wake I headed for the bathroom. I got dressed quickly, picking jeans and t-shirt. I found my high top converse, I’m glad they packed these. I brushed my hair back and pulled it into a bun. When I opened the bathroom door I about jumped out of my skin. There leaned against the door frame stood a sleepy Alpha. His arms crossed and still in only his boxers.

“Where are you going, darling?” He inquired.

“Uh, I’m gonna be late for work silly,” I giggled.