Chapter 38 ~When hearts speak~
(Fiona's POV)
As I stood in front of the school gate clutching my backpack, I was oddly reminded of being in preschool, waiting to be picked up by dad.
But this time, I wasn't…
I was waiting to be picked up by my mate, Xander, who, for some reason, would never allow me to enter a cab.
I tried mindlinking him earlier, but for some reason, he blocked it. He was probably busy. Nevertheless, I felt worried… maybe a little offended, too.
I knew we were going to stay at Nightfang for the time being. Nova's pack. And yes, I was scared shitless.
I was contemplating asking Xander to let me stay at my dad's. But, I don't know if I could as a Luna.
The contract's term stipulated that I was to be with the pack, performing my duties at all times.
The contract…
Sometimes, I forget about it. It was almost like Xander and I were in a real relationship. It felt like that, at least.
I hope he thought so too.
Xander's Mustang pulled in and stopped in front of the school gate and he stepped out of the car.
I sucked in a breath at how handsome he looked. Sometimes, it felt unreal… that he was mine.
He walked in a confident stride. He wore faded designer jeans and a tight black shirt that clung to his abs. He wore a denim jacket over it and wore his cap backwards.
Suffice it to say, I was breathing like I was in heat.
He was so hot.
He finally reached where I was standing. Only then did I notice he looked a little somber.
He hugged me and his cologne and wolf scent clung to my nostrils. “Hi, princess.”
Ah… My new nickname. It made me wet.
“Are you okay, though? You look a little… sad.” I asked him.
He shrugged.
Then he smirked. “Are you really bothered about that, or something else?”
Huh? “What do you mean?”
We were walking towards his car. “You know I can read most of your thoughts, and feel most of your feelings because of the mate bond, right?”
I stopped in my tracks. “Wait… seriously?”
Shit! He heard everything I was thinking… everything!
I went quiet, my cheeks colored red.
When we entered the car, I turned to him. “But, for real, you can hear my thoughts?”
“I can feel them, sort of.”
Noted!
I cringed internally.
“You know where we're going, right?” Xander asked as he turned on the ignition. “Yara has packed for you already.”
“Yup! Nova's pack.” I said with fake enthusiasm. I turned to him. “But I was thinking if I can stay at my parents until the reconstruction.”
I turned to look at him. He was clutching the steering wheel a little too tightly, and he looked absent-minded.
Something was definitely wrong. Xander had never been good at pretending.
I placed my hand on his and only then did his grip loosen a bit. “Xander, you're not okay.”
“I am.”
“Come on.”
“Um… we found out that it wasn't Beckett who caused the attack.” His pupils dilated. “It was Loki.”
I stared at him, trying to grasp the words he was uttering. “What do you mean Loki? That's not even possible.”
He chuckled bitterly. “The shaman confirmed it. I went into a trance and saw everything that happened. He wanted me dead because he wanted to be Alpha.”
I was in disbelief. How could a brother do that?
“It's not true, because Vivienne… if he was responsible, they wouldn't have… kill… w-” I didn't even know what I was saying anymore.
He clutched the steering wheel tighter. “Well, he did. I banished him away from the pack, though.”
“Oh, Xander.” I hugged him from the side. Poor thing. “I'm so sorry.”
His eyes were glinting, but his jaw was tight. “It's whatever. It's over anyway. I don't even want to talk about it.”
My heart bled at the devastating news, but I couldn't say anything if he said he didn't want to talk about it.
So I just stroked his thighs soothingly as he drove.
The music was on… serenading us.
He spoke abruptly. “I'm sorry, did you say you didn't want to go to Nightfang?
What did it matter, anyway? We were already like one hour into the drive. “I said that I wanted to stay with my parents instead.”
He looked at me briefly as he drove. “Why?”
I looked at him like ‘seriously’ “Your Nova.”
He genuinely looked offended. “My Nova? What the fuck is that?”
I shrugged. “Her father is Alpha of Nightfang and I'm not going to feel comfortable seeing her.”
Xander stopped the car and held my face in his palms. “Listen, Fiona, nobody should ever make you feel that way. Have you looked at you?”
Again, my cheeks colored red. “Stop.”
A heavy silence lingered.
He looked intently into my eyes, trapping me under his spell.
Enya was playing on the car stereo, and I was convincing myself that was what was making me feel this way.
I sucked in a breath.
His lips came down slowly on mine, and his scent filled my nostrils.
I kissed him back, drunk with passion.
He pulled off his jacket, leaving only the tight shirt.
Then he continued to kiss me. Slowly, his tongue crashed mine. His eyes looked hooded as he looked at me. “You're so beautiful.”
I tugged at his shirt. “I want you. Now.”
He quickly carried me in his arms to the back seat. With a quick sweep, he removed my dress, leaving me in my underwear.
As he undressed, I noticed his cock was rock hard. His left hand went to my boobs, teasing them through the thin net material of my bikini.
My pussy was wet, and a soft moan escaped from my throat.
He shifted the thin thong I wore to the side, leaving my dripping wet pussy bare.
He parted my pussy lips with his fingers and pressed the tip of his cock against my wet entrance. His other hand squeezed my boobs lightly.
An intense feeling was building up in my core. I threw my head backwards, moaning as he massaged my slit. “Urgh.. Xander.”
He pushed his dick in full length, filling me up, while he continued to tease my clit and plant soft kisses on my neck.
He thrust in three quick succession, letting out the sweetest, masculine moan I'd ever heard.
By now, my eyes were rolling to the back of my head. Unable to control the fire of lust taking over me.
He kept thrusting at a deep, fast pace. Fucking me hard.
With desire.
Passion.
My pussy tightened around him as the car rocked back and forth in sync with our movement.
My fingers dug into his neck, my boobs pressed on his abs. Our tongues danced as we moaned in each other's mouth.
As his motion became more frenzied and urgent, I met his thrusts with mine.
And we came in sync… I cried as I had a mind-blowing orgasm.
His eyes were on mine, then he kissed me. “I really like you, Princess.”