Chapter 112: Pillow Talk

Cameron’s P.O.V

I slept with my arms securely around Freya, perfectly content and happy.

The moment that I had felt the mating bond snap into place had been the best feeling in the entire world. My wolf had finally found its other half and I had my mate in my arms. There was nothing that could separate us now and that was how I preferred it to stay.

The mental connection had been the biggest benefit of all. The bond now pulsated with a vivid gold light inside my head and I could see Freya’s energy intertwined with mine. Moreover, she was now a witch. She had yet to learn to control her powers, but that wasn’t an issue. She had her entire life to learn magic now and I was going to be there for her every step of the way.

Freya stirred in my arms, groaning as she wrapped her hands tightly around my shoulders. I thought she might be having a bad dream, but then she looked up at me groggily and gave me a smile that melted my heart.

“Morning.” I whispered, kissing the top of her head.

“Morning…” She groaned, snuggling in deeper to my neck.

I played with the strands of her short hair, feeling the silky texture of them through my fingertips. Once again, I was astounded by just how much I was in love with Freya, and just how lucky I was to have her beside me. We had had so much to deal with ever since my wolf sniffed out her scent for the first time.

There had been challenges after challenges, heartbreaks and heartaches and even so many life or death scenarios. Freya had to suffer so much in such a short time. I wish almost every day that I had found her sooner; learned just how amazing of a person she was so I could have stopped others from bullying her; but some mistakes could never be turned back. Now, all I wish for every day is to make her life as happy as I possibly could. Because Freya deserved nothing less.

“Before they took me away to that room …Maggie told me that a mating bond is like the greatest form of magic,” Freya whispered to me now, and I heard the string of doubt in her voice that I didn’t want to be hearing. “She told me that if she was able to drain all of my magic from my body, then the mating bond would transfer to her…”

“Then she was the most delusional person I had ever heard of.” I told her immediately as I turned over on the bed so that I was facing her, because I needed her to see my face when I told her the truth. “The mating bond is indeed magical, but not in a sense that it can be transferred from one person to another; but in the sense that it is the most beautiful, fulfilling experience a person can ever have. It’s a bond chosen by the goddess herself! You were chosen for me by the goddess herself!”

“But what if you didn’t have the mating bond to me?” The doubt remained in her beautiful blue eyes as she looked at me through her lashes. “What if Maggie had managed to take away that bond from me?”

“Silly girl.” I shook my head, feeling a smile spread on my lips. “Tell me, Freya…since when had you been feeling the mating bond towards me?”

“Um…since last night?” A blush covered her cheeks as she lowered her lashes. “I have…never felt anything like this before…”

“If you’ve never actually experienced the mating bond before this, then how could you be so sure I would’ve fallen head over heels for Maggie just because of her witchy voodoo?” I raised my eyebrows at her.

But that only earned a slap to my shoulders and a mean look from my mate.

“You don’t get it, do you?” She frowned, puffing up her cheeks. “I have lost everything that is important to me! My mother, my father, my home! If Maggie had been successful in taking away the mating bond from me, then…then…” She swallowed hard, unable to continue.

“That’s exactly why I called you a silly girl.” I cupped her cheeks and pressed a kiss to both of them while she sulked. “Do you remember how difficult it was to woo you? To make you like me? The imprint might have told me that I was destined to be with you, but I had fallen in love with you just as naturally as I am breathing. You and I, we were meant to be even without the mating bond, because I would still love you just as much without it.”

The smile that spread on her lips were my reward and it made me pull her closer, and claim those rosy lips with mine. The sweetness of her drew me in, made me want more than just a little taste. And when Freya moaned against my lips, I knew she wanted the same.

Flipping her onto her back, I straddled her hips as I sucked her bottom lip into my mouth before letting it go with a wet sound. Freya’s arms snaked around me, holding onto my back as she tried to pull me down on top of her, but I resisted.

“I’m taking it slow this time.”

Kissing down her neck, I took a hardened nub into my mouth. A soft moan escaped Freya’s lips and it made me hard just to think that I was giving her pleasure. Releasing her nipple with a soft, wet kiss, I travelled down her body, leaving tiny kisses down the way until I reached the apex of her thighs.

Freya raised her head to look down at me, her eyes wide with surprise as she realized what I wanted to do. “Cameron…” She asked unsurely, her throat moving as she swallowed nervously.

“Trust me?” I asked, my voice husky with desire.

She nodded her head and lay back on the bed, closing her eyes tightly. Taking that as her acceptance, I moved down to her womanhood and parted her folds to have a taste of her sweetness.

A strangled cry escaped Freya’s throat as her back arched off the bed. She was gripping the sheets so tightly that they were about to rip. Knowing that it brought her pleasure, I continued to lick at her core, feeling her inner muscles quiver against the onslaught from my tongue. I drove her crazy with need, but stopped just before she reached over the edge.

And then I climbed back up her body and kissed her on her lush lips as I entered her with my cock. This time, our lovemaking was slow paced and I savoured the feeling of being inside her, having her tight inner muscles squeezing my shaft as I found a steady rhythm.

Through the mating bond, I felt her pleasure as Freya opened her eyes to look up at me. Her blue orbs filled with love and longing; and I knew my eyes reflected the same emotions.

Freya and I were finally mated. We were one. And no matter what the future held, we would always be there to face those struggles together. Forever.