Chapter 172

“I made things so much harder for us Chelsea… for you. I can’t believe you still want me, us… It just doesn’t make any sense, why on earth I’d be your mate. I’ve done some horrible things Chelsea. You think what you did to Leo was bad, I would have made him suffer for weeks before killing him and I would’ve enjoyed it.” He whispered honestly, not hiding who he was. “Don’t be stupid. You are mine, and I’m yours. Made for each other,” I breathed deep, there was more but now that I had started opening up, sharing everything… I didn’t want to stop. “When we go inside, there is so much more that I have to tell you,” I warned him seriously. ‘And Gabriel… relationships only work with honesty, it’s been killing me not to tell you everything. Honesty, communication, forgiveness and understanding… I think those are important. I’m not sure though, however I doubt that holding onto past wrongs will help us grow,” I said despite my lack of relationship experience. “And plus if you’re stuck on that one you won’t make mor-” I stopped myself when I realized that made literally no sense, and it didn’t come out the way I meant it, but I had said enough for Gabriel to laugh lightly. “Shut up!” I pouted stupid happy that he wasn’t angry, or going to leave me. “Oh… you want more mistakes?” he teased. I just rolled my eyes, knowing that even in the darkness he could see it, “We should go in,” I suggested. “Shower first though, we have blood splatter on our clothes,” Gabe said pulling me home, as we walked to the house. It was silent, but I could practically hear the gears turning in his head, “You can shift with your clothes back on?” Yes, once we go inside anything about me, we need to talk over the link okay? Giovanni is here with Jamie still, and I don’t trust him very much. Aren’t the rooms sound proofed? Yes, but you never know I replied just as we entered the house, walking up straight to our room. Picking out some clothes, I quickly grabbed cotton shorts and one of Gabriel’s v-neck shirts. When I made my way to the bathroom, Gabriel was there holding a change of clothes shuffling awkwardly. “Uh- you can go first,” he said unsure of himself for some odd reason. No not that odd… despite the progress in our physical relationship sometimes I had bouts of shyness, not that I need worry. “Together?” I bartered. He nodded, starting the water, and beginning to undress, while I on the other hand stood frozen in my spot starring at my beautiful mate. As he removed his shirt the muscles in his back, flexed, and my mouth went dry. He was enticing to look at… as if he knew I was watching, his eyes flickered to me over his shoulder before turning back. He was in boxers before I had even so much as taken off a single sock, but I couldn’t help it, I could gaze at him for days. It wasn’t just that he was my mate; it was everything, his posture, the lines in his body that flexed when he moved. His thighs that just minutes ago had me pinned to his car. I could hit myself, feeling nervous yet it was my suggestion, but I figured it was my relief in telling him partially what I had been hiding. You haven’t even told him the rest, the most important parts Chelsea!  Aria reminded me like the good wolf that she was.  You can count on me Chelsea! Huh… Before I thought about what else I had to tell Gabriel tonight, I quickly started to fumble looking a hot mess I’m sure as I took off my own clothing. Following Gabriel I entered and moved to stand under the hot water, instantly easing my achy muscles. My head hung back, eyes closed; I let the water help relax me, inhaling. The steam around us increasing, as was the need to touch my mate, so before I could stop myself I walked over to him, brought my hands to his hair, holding tightly bringing his lips to mine. “Hmmm” he moaned, spurring me on, water spraying us as we devoured moans and searched each other’s mouth. I rolled my body into his, feeling him grow between us, “Ugh” he pulled away panting, watching me, eyes black with desire. Swiftly he turned us around, inching be backwards to the shower bench. When I felt it behind my legs, Gabriel lowered me onto it, kneeling in front of me, placing one leg over his shoulder the other on the bench, and slowly he sat on his heels. Kissing the inside of my ankle on his shoulder, up my calves, thighs, closer and closer to my center, hovering, looking into my eyes asking for permission. Like I would say no, my wolves snorted. My hands were gripping the edge of the bench so tightly I felt as though I could break it off. Giving Gabriel a slight nod, watching as his tongue dipped between my folds, his eyes on me, closing, “tastes…. so good” he moaned and the vibrations increasing the shocks of pleasure, as he nibbled and rolled his tongue over my bundle of nerves. My body arching, my head against the wall eyes screwed tightly shut, his hands grazing over the plane of my stomach, up to my chest, rolling, tweaking my hardened peaks. Within minutes I was thrusting my hips erratically up to his mouth, the shocks everywhere, and the coil in my stomach tightening and I was right on the edge. Bringing my hand to knead and tweak the peak he wasn’t, “Soo… I… mmh… Gabe...” nothing coherent was being said. “So close,” Gabriel groaned. The sound of his voice breaking through the haze, my eyes snapped opened and I focused on Gabriel, his mouth on me again, one hand on my chest the other pleasuring himself in time with his mouth on me, in me, my legs shaking with need, “Let go Chelsea,” he commanded, pushing me over. “Ungh, ohh…” I groaned as the coil snapped, white hot pleasure shooting up my spine, my body jerked uncontrollably, as Gabriel found his release as well, groaning against my center, panting. My body sagged, as a smile took over my face, his head lulled to the side resting on my thighs. The water still falling over us, washing us as we were incapable of movement, I gasped, breathing deeply. “Saturday, December 20th 2014,” Gabriel murmured. “Hmm?” I replied opening my eyes to look at him. “Our wedding date,” he smiled, but not just any smile, the same delighted, boyish smile he had when we were in flying in the sky. I smiled wider, “Ok.”