Chapter 132 When The Truth Finally Comes Out

Chapter 132 When The Truth Finally Comes Out

"That was way better than anything I ever imagined," I admit, not even caring that my cheeks burn hot as my mind flashes back through every dirty, incredible detail from the past hour.

Cassian smiles, sliding closer and wrapping his arms around me to pull my naked body flush against his chest. "I agree. And trust me, I spent way too many nights imagining exactly how this would go."

"Honestly... so did I."

I close my eyes, not caring about the sweat cooling on our skin or how exhausted I feel. I just want to be so close to him that we melt together.

Every small shift of my legs against his sends a trail of soft, golden sparks humming across my skin, a constant, delicious reminder of the mate bond between us.

When I used to lie awake thinking about him, I never let myself dream about the mate bond snapping into place. It always felt too wild, too out of reach to ever actually happen. But here in his arms, feeling his heart pounding under my palm, it's real.

"Don't forget to put the contraceptive powder in your tea tomorrow morning," he murmurs softly, pressing a lingering kiss into the crown of my head. "As much as the pack would love a young Alpha running around, I want us to have time just for ourselves first."

I nod lazily against his chest, making a mental note to remember first thing in the morning.

"I will," I say, throwing an arm over my face as a wave of second-hand embarrassment hits me. "Though I'd literally rather starve than have Diane make it for me."

Cassian lets out a quiet laugh against my hair. He knows just as well as I do that the second Diane catches wind of what happened, she'll launch into a massive, smug lecture about how she always knew we were meant to be, and demand to know if this was really our first time together.

To save myself from total mortification, I'll just slip down to the kitchen and fix the tea myself while she's taking her morning break.

Cassian slides off the mattress, giving me an incredible view of his bare back and tight ass as he strides over to the bathroom. When he comes back out, he's holding a warm, damp cloth.

I open my knees just a little, letting him tend to me. A sharp gasp leaves my throat the second the cloth makes contact with my slick, swollen skin.

"Too sensitive, baby?" he asks softly, softening his touch and gently dabbing away the remaining mess between my thighs. I sink back against the pillows, letting myself just enjoy how carefully he's taking care of me.

"Exquisitely sensitive," I breathe out.

Once he's finished, he sets the cloth aside on the nightstand and climbs back into bed. I waste no time slinging my legs over his lap, lounging lazily in the heat of the sheets.

"I'm giving you twenty minutes to catch your breath," he says, tilting his chin toward the far side of the room. "Then I'm pinning you up against that wall."

I freeze, my eyes wide as I stare up at him. "Wait... again?"

He just wrecked me so thoroughly that I'm not even sure a full day of sleep will bring my energy back. The sheer thought of him taking me again so soon is equal parts intoxicating and utterly terrifying.

"I'm not letting you go until you can't even stand on your own two feet," he says, his dark eyes heavy with a slow, sultry heat. "We've got years of lost time to make up for, Nova."

"I don't think my knees are going to cooperate with whatever you have planned," I murmur, leaning over to press my cheek against his warm chest.

The idea of standing up against the wall while he drives his heavy cock into me until my legs give out feels almost physically impossible right now.

"You won't have to worry about standing," he assures me softly, running his fingers through my tangled hair in a slow, soothing rhythm. "I'll be holding all your weight."

I bite my lip, the vivid image of him holding my thighs up and trapping me against the wall sending a sudden, wicked thrill straight to my core.

Still, I give his chest a light, playful smack. "You're completely insatiable."

"Hey, you're the one who agreed to marry an Alpha," he chuckles, a dark, low sound. "The only reason I'm giving you a intermission at all is so the bond doesn't completely overwhelm you."

He reaches down under the covers, casually tracing two fingers right over my hypersensitive clit. A sharp jolt of electric pleasure shoots straight up my spine, making me gasp aloud.

"Fuck," I breathe out, catching my breath. "First of all, the bond chose us, not me. Second... okay, I guess I appreciate the mercy."

Cassian leans back against the headboard, resting his head against the pillows as he stares up at the ceiling. A soft, breathless laugh escapes him, as if he's still trying to grasp the absolute miracle of what just happened between us.

"Mates," he whispers, shaking his head slightly, a brilliant, gorgeous smile breaking across his sharp features. "Fuck, I still can't believe you're really mine."

I push myself up on one elbow. "Who are we telling first?"

"No one yet," he says, his fingers lightly tracing long, lazy lines down my bare back. "We're taking time to lock ourselves away and enjoy this first. Then we'll announce our engagement to the pack. Once they know you're my true mate, no one will dare question your place as Luna."

"Good idea." I give him a soft, tentative smile, even as a tiny knot of nerves twists lazily in the pit of my stomach. "And how long is this little bubble going to last?"

He turns his head, his dark eyes darkening as his gaze drags slowly over my bare shoulders and breasts. "Well... I'm going to need enough time to thoroughly map out every single inch of your body first."

I need that. I need him to consume my mind so completely that I don't spend every second drowning in the massive secret I still have to tell him. Now that the bond is snapped tight between us, I can only pray his Alpha temper won't explode when the truth comes out...

For now, I'm going to hold onto this perfect, blissful fog, pushing my worries away until the right moment comes to show him the threatening notes.

"That sounds like a fair deal," I murmur, leaning down to trail my lips over his collarbone.

"Good. Rest while you can, baby," he whispers, a slow, wicked smirk touching his lips as he tucks his hands behind his head. "Because it's going to be a very long night."