Chapter 34
“Don’t hide from me, little mouse, not so very long ago, I looked the same way. Katya will fatten you up. You’ll gain enough weight so you’re just slender for the wedding not skinny.” Alexei gave Donal a scorching kiss.
Donal touched his lips that still tingled from Alexei’s caress. “That was my first kiss. I’m actually hard, I haven’t been hard in almost ever.”
“My poor mouse…” Alexei had on his sleep pants and handed Donal the ones that Grigory bought him. Donal couldn’t stop touching them. They were so soft on his newly healed skin. His nerve endings were alive again, and the material draped over his unscarred ankles.
While they were downstairs, Boris or Katya had started a fire in the marble fireplace. Donal’s eyes were improving from the wolf pheromones. He finally got a good look at the room.
“Why does the bed have drapes? I don’t remember it having curtains,” Donal asked, fingering the material.
Alexei smiled. “It can get very cold in Russia. The curtains provide extra protection against drafts. They also give us privacy when Katya comes in to serve breakfast. I had them taken down when you used the bed because the nurse needed access. Once you were better and Katya knew we were together, she and Boris probably put them back up.”
“Don’t they attract dust?”
“The girls, Annette and Alice, take them down and shake them out once a week. Then we change them four times a year according to the seasons. Now come to bed.” Alexei got under the cover and pulled Donal close to him. Then he closed the drapes.
They were cocooned in the darkness when Alexei asked to touch Donal.
“No one has ever asked my permission before,” Donal said in amazement.
“I will always ask. I know how it feels not to want to be touched but forced to endure.” Alexei kissed Donal’s shoulder. Donal shivered.
“A hot spot…” Alexei murmured.
“What’s a hot spot?” Donal asked.
Alexei laughed. “A spot that when I kiss or fondle it, it turns you on.”
“I never knew I had any.”
“That’s because no one ever tried to find them. I will map every one of them on your body and make sure you enjoy making love. There is a difference between sex and lovemaking. On the night of our mating, I will show you the difference. You have been healed from your ordeal. The gods made you whole. There are no more tears or scars to hurt you when I take you, and I will find lube that helps to ease my passage,” Alexei promised him, stroking Donal’s shoulder
“What is lube?”
“Oh my poor mouse. This will be different, you’ll see.”
Donal yawned and Alexei pulled him closer, kissing his face, shoulders, and neck as they fell asleep whispering love words to each other.
* * * *
Family dining room
First week in March
Thursday, 8 A.M.
Sean and Armand came to the table with Alexei and Donal for breakfast. Martin and Rene, Armand’s Betas joined Vasily and Grigory standing at attention at the sideboard.
Armand had a list of the places Alexei and Donal were to visit today. “The first thing you need to do when we get to Denver is get the marriage license.” Donal took a sip of his water as the others drank their juice.
“I have no means of identifying myself,” Donal told Armand.
“We can fix that.” Armand shifted his eyes from Donal to Alexei. “That means that Donal is going to have to get his birth certificate from Albany.” Sean’s silverware clinked against the plate as he scarfed down his Russian sausage.
“When can we leave?” Alexei asked.
“You don’t have to go. That’s Rémy’s territory so he can have one of his local Betas perform that service for you and have it back in New York the same day.” Armand buttered some black bread.
“This social security card I had to get to work at Garou, won’t Donal need one of those? I’m sure Apuso didn’t obtain one for him,” Alexei said dryly after taking a sip of coffee.
“I don’t have one, now. Officially, I ceased to exist seven years ago. No one ever looked for me. No one saw me or cared that I was gone.” Donal sniffled, fighting back tears putting down his silverware and picking up his napkin to wipe his eyes.