142. Our Only Moment
Apologies for the long wait, Halloween week was super busy for me!
Derek takes my cheeks into the palm of his hands. His eyes stare hard into mine as his lips thin in determination. “He isn’t going to touch you, Benji. I won’t let him. I won’t let anyone touch you, harm you, or even come near you who has bad intentions towards you.”
The tone of his voice was rough and nearly possessive. Coming closer to my body I instantly grab a hold of his sides, still staring up at him with wet tears still brimming my lower eye lids.
“So, don’t be afraid. Because I will protect you. I will always protect you. And absolutely nothing will stop me from doing that.” He whispers heatedly, his eyes turning into pure confidence of what he was telling me.
“Sometimes, things don’t always go according to our plans Derek. There is always a slimmer of our guard being torn down, no matter how much we want to fight it. We can’t always predict what’s going to happen to any of us.” I whisper back, making him understand that he could promise and be stubborn to protect me, but there is always fate that intervenes without us knowing, without us being able to do anything about it.
He frowns deeply at me and I know he doesn’t like hearing what I was saying. But we both needed to be realistic with what was going on. Even if he hasn’t caught on, I have.
“Derek…we’re heading into a war don’t you understand that?” I stare at his chest, my own tightening in that fear again. “It isn’t just about us anymore, or just about me, Safina or even Shane.” Looking back up at him I take a deep sigh.
“It’s about all of us now. Everyone is involved and with knowing that could only mean one thing.”
I slide my hands on his chest, but I didn’t need to finish as he says, “We’ll each have to fight if we want to keep the clans alive.”
I nod my head slowly, beginning to hate this conversation.
“Even if this Victor doesn’t manage to get me. He still won’t stop from taking the crown from the Crown Prince. He proved that by trying to assassinate him with the poison. He may have even been the one to…” I breathe deeply, not even wanting to go there. “If he thinks that the Crown Prince is dead, he’ll be going after prince Zidane next.”
“I get you want to protect them Benji. I really do. But you’re my top priority. You come first before anyone, including the royal bloodline.”
“I’m just saying that it may no longer just be awkward moments, dreadful school days, and being careful with watchful eyes for us babe.”
His eyes look at me with confusion, then slowly they widen in disbelief. “Are you…are you suggesting that we…” He starts out slowly.
“I don’t want to go into war without having your mark on me. I want people to know that I have my mate and while it’s still calm, I think it’s the best time to do it. Because when it all starts no one is going to care that two mates just happens to be two gay men.”
He doesn’t say anything as he just stares at me with these big eyes of his. I think I may have shocked him into silence. Was it too soon to ask for him to mark me? Maybe I shouldn’t have-
He suddenly takes my hand and quickly pulls me back to where everyone was still talking. They look up when we rush past them in a hurry. I wasn’t sure what had gotten into him as we head to the entrance of the cave, sidestepping the sleeping kids.
“Derek? Where are you two going?” Trevor stands back up from where he had been kneeling next to Shane.
“Benji?” Safina calls for me with worry laced in her tone.
I was about to tell her that I had no idea what was happening right now, when Derek barks out, “We’ll be back in a little while. Don’t follow us, unless you want a show that will just make us all feel embarrassed about. Then I would have to kill you since you saw what is mine!”
My cheeks flame with the realization of what he just admitted to all of them. And he also threatened the prince and the royal Elite. I turn my head back to apologize for his brazen behavior, but I don’t think we need to worry about anybody following us or reprimanding him either.
Because every single face was just as red as mine felt, including Trevor, who was Derek’s dad. I groan inwardly. I will never be able to face him again for as long as I will live.
Just kill me now.
We don’t stop as we continue into the late night, nearly early morning. We stop as he quickly looks around. He looks into a direction that was slightly curved around the mountain. He starts leading again.
“Derek, where are you taking us?” I ask in confusion.
“To be alone.” Was all he says as we carefully walk downward the mountain until we finally reach an opening that held a grassy area that was partially surrounding by odd angled trees and bushes.
Further ahead was a downward slope that broke off to a small cliff that would be impossible to climb down from. But the little grassy spot was big enough for the two of us. I couldn’t help but start to feel nervous all the sudden.
I know we have done intimate things with each other, but we never actually had gone all the way. I was being a little too cautious only because I was scared. And he knew that as well. He even offered to be the first to be bottom, but honestly, I don’t think I wanted him too.
I haven’t admitted this to him, but I have tried to do it myself. To get myself prepared for when the time came. I went on a couple of sites on the internet for questions about it and got some advice from others. It helped, a little.
And I highly doubt Derek was going to be anything like the toy I had to secretly buy on my own without anyone knowing. I wanted to get past this milestone we seem to be stuck at with each other. I wanted to move forward with our relationship and have nothing holding us back. I wanted that special bond that only mates had with one another.
And I know he wanted that too.
He may not say it, and I know he desperately tries to hide it from me. He was getting impatient. More his wolf than him, since Radolf loves to tell me exactly what their thoughts were on the matter.
Damn straight we’re impatient! Radolf snaps. It’s crucial for us mates to be bonded, but how are we going to do that if you’re too damn scared all the time?
I’m not scared all the time. I mumble back to him and just go silent because I know he was right.
I watch Derek look around the small area and nod in some kind of approval. Looking at me, he suddenly becomes shy.
“It isn’t exactly romantic, especially for our first time…” He starts out and I just shake my head with a small smile.
“I don’t care about that. It doesn’t matter where we’re at or how romantic or unromantic it is. It’s with you, that’s what matters to me.” I softly say, grabbing his hand in mine.
He smiles gently and watches as I intertwine our fingers together. I pull him close to my body, my heart pounding in my chest, the touch of our skin sending thousands of sparks through me.
Finally looking back up at me, I reach up my other hand to the back of his neck, drawing him down to meet my lips in a soft, slow, heated kiss. I didn’t want anything else to hold us back anymore. I was ready for this, for us. And I didn’t want to wait any longer.
WARNING! PLEASE BE ADVISED THAT THE NEXT CHAPER CONTAINS EXPLICIT MATURE CONTENT. IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH HOMOSEXUAL SCENES THEN I ADVISE TO SKIP THE CHAPTER OR SKIM THROUGH IT.