Chapter Fifteen
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Opal
He was lying to me. He always did that. Lie to me to save my feeling. It was something I loved about him and something that drove me insane in equal measures.
I wasn’t some weakling that needed constantly protecting. Well I was but not from the truth.
I knew how much I had hurt him in the past. I had always known how much my rejection had hurt him but it was better than him being dead. Maybe that was selfish of me. But it made it easier to take my personal hell and survive when I knew he was out in the world living.
But I knew if I mated again he would give up. It wasn’t me being big headed , it was the truth.
Simple and heart breaking.
I wanted him to live . Live and be happy.
“Wren?”
“Yes Opal?” He sounded sleepy but I wasn’t fooled. I knew he had been awake for a while. Just laying there in the dark. Staring up at the ceiling unblinking. I knew because I had been doing the same but I had been staring at him instead.
What were we going to do?
Would we actually be able to let go when the time came? Could I do what I had promised even if it was right? Even if it was for the good of shifters everywhere.
I wasn’t so sure.
I wasn’t noble like him.
“Why haven’t you taken a mate?”
I felt rather than saw his head move so he could face me. “I didn’t want anyone but you Opal…. A few years ago…” he faltered.
“A few years ago I came close.”
Jealousy ripped through me. I knew I had no right to be jealous. But I was anyway.
He had almost taken another woman as his mate? For some reason it left me heart broken. I wasn’t stupid I knew there would have been other women. Probably lots of women but to hear him say it? That was like twisting the knife in my already bleeding heart.
“Was you together long?”
He scooted away. “What? No Opal. It wasn’t like that. Hannah was just so strong you know? But she was the fated mate of two asshole sirens.” His words would have been bitter if it wasn’t for the fondness in his voice. “I was there to wipe her mind but I just couldn’t do it… she was just too ….” he sighed. “Hannah is an amazing woman, without her I wouldn’t be the man I am today. I would have never met Amelia either.”
Another woman? I pursued my lips. Forgetting that his night vision was much better than mine until it was too late. He chuckled. “You’re jealous Opal when you have no need to be.”
“You care about these women, I can hear it in you voice .” I knew I had no right to the jealousy I was feeling. I had mated someone else.
“Of course I care for them Opal. They are my family . Hannah and Amelia are both like the annoying little sisters I never wanted. I’ve even come to respect their mates.”
He didn’t sound so sure about that.
“They have Mates?”
“Yes Opal, both are happily married with children. Hannah to the Siren Twins and Amelia, she’s a witch by the way, to Dewi Llewelyn.”
My eyebrows shot up. “The Welsh Dragon?”
“That’s the one, so you see you have nothing to be jealous of Opal. You are h only keeper to my heart.”
“Good, because you own mine.” I whispered it into his chest
“Will you tell me about what has happened to you?” His voice was soft but I froze.
I would have to tell him one day. I would have to tell him all of it but I just didn’t think I was strong enough. Not yet.
“Not tonight. Can you just hold me?”
In answer he pulled me closer. “Yes Opal I can always hold you but….”
“I’ll tell you Wren I promise but not tonight. Please not tonight.” I begged him and he sighed. “Ok my love, not tonight but soon. Now go to sleep.” I felt his lips brush against my forehead as I closed my eyes and let sleep take me.
I woke slowly my back pressed against the lumpy mattress but it wasn’t the uncomfortable bed that had made me wake up.
It was the feel of Wrens firm hands spreading my thighs apart. Blinking rapidly I looked down at him and his brown eyes looked back at me. Light was dancing in them. A mischievous light.
“Good morning.” I whispered as our eyes met. “What are you doing?”
He c****d his head but didn’t say a word and I watched in wonder as his tongue snaked out. The tip of his tongue flicked across my clit. Making me suck in a breath.
“I’m having breakfast.” His voice had gone all gravelly , a tiny glimpse of the dragon I loved so much.
“And you plan to eat me for breakfast?” I couldn’t help it I giggled. It was so easy to revert back into the Young maid I had been when I had met him. Too easy maybe.
In answer he flattened his tongue against me and licked deep.
A small moan left my lips.
“Yes, breakfast in bed”
“And what do I get to have for breakfast Wren, what if I want breakfast in bed?” I wanted him as much as he wanted me.
His beautiful brown eyes widened an then he grinned . “Opal you can have breakfast in bed as well.” His chuckle was dirty. “But I think we might need to change positions.” Another long lick.
“I think you might be right.”
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