Her Alpha Mates

50.

MATEO

"I'm sorry, Myra," I whispered, my voice heavy with all the emotions I had been trying to hold back, "I know my actions caused you suffering in the past. I cannot go back and undo them, but I promise you, I will take care of you till my last breath," I told her sincerely. "I mean what I say,"

Her eyes looked slightly glossy, and her bottom lip wobbled. She looked on the verge of crying but didn't. She looked away briefly while I waited for her response. I wasn't asking for her forgiveness. I knew it'd take a long time, but I needed something from her. I felt like I was at the end of my limit, on the verge of perishing from hungering her.

"Okay," She muttered after a few seconds, still not looking at me.

"Thank you," I nodded and straightened up. I continued running my fingers through her short hair. Seeing her not fighting my touch gave me a deep sense of satisfaction. That was still a big win, and I felt like some heaviness had been lifted from my heart.

My wolf was particularly happy with this. After being unable to be close to our mate for so long, touching her felt like I was standing at the gates of heaven.

I kept running my fingers through her hair before tracing her jaw gently. I put a finger under her chin and made her look at me again. Her beautiful blue eyes gazed at me with uncertainty in them. The doe shape of her eyes made her so innocent and pure, making me feel even more protective of her.

I was yet to find out who did the explosion. We had tried to investigate that matter but still had no clue. Our only clue was Myra, but I didn't want to make her uncomfortable by asking her such things. She lost an arm due to that incident and almost had a near-death experience. She must've been traumatised by it. It'd be cruel to make her reminisce about it.

Instead, I focused on the present with her. The silence between us was slightly charged as we peered into each other's eyes. I kept running my fingertips over her jaw, leaving gentle trails of sparks. Up this close, I could feel her wolf under her skin, ready to meet my wolf.

This was the closest and most intimate I had been with her. She kept gazing at me as I continued to caress her face.

"Your eyes are so beautiful, Myra," I couldn't help but tell her. She batted her eyelids a couple of times before smiling at me. My heart drummed in my chest, yearning for her. Even in sickness, she was beautiful. I couldn't take my eyes off of her no matter what. When she was unconscious at the hospital, I'd sit beside her and stare at her peaceful face for hours, memorising everything about her. Now, as she gazed at me with her beautiful eyes, I couldn't help but gently lean in to kiss her.

I paused right above her lips for a few seconds, waiting for her to tell me to back off. Instead, she took my face in her hands and gently pressed her lips to mine. I captured her lips immediately, keeping my kiss slow yet intense.

I wanted to have all of her, and it was a constant inner battle to not give into my urges and overpower her. She was still weak, and I didn't want to make it too intense for her. After a light kiss, I pulled back, only for her to take me back to her lips and kiss me more fiercely this time.

Her small tongue lingered on my lips as if asking me to take her... to ravage her. Ravage her, I will, but not now. I was careful to be more gentle with her as I pushed my tongue past her lips, exploring her before finding her tongue and coaxing it.

She moaned against my lips, her hands moving all over me, exploring me. She grabbed my collar and tried to pull me against her. I shifted closer towards her on the bed, somehow maintaining the kiss, but still, it didn't feel enough for her.

"Hold me," She whimpered after pulling back from my slow yet passionate kiss. I didn't have to be told twice after that. I lay beside her and pulled her into my arms. She felt so small and dainty, surrounded by my muscles. She sighed contently, placing her head against my chest as if she couldn't have been in a better place. It filled me with warmth.

Holding her eased almost all the stress I had been carrying for weeks now.

"My sweet Myra," I whispered, gathering her in my arms and running my nose against her neck. She smelled divine. My canines begged to be sunken deep into her neck, but I held my desires back. This was all about Myra. I needed to give her what she wanted.

She made another small moan before seeking my lips again. I kissed her again and again while holding her in my arms. My knot was tight in my pants, almost on the verge of bursting after feeling our mate nearby, but I ignored it. All my focus was on Myra's soft, eager lips as she kissed me back with the same hunger I possessed for her.

For once, she seemed to want me, making me feel like the happiest man on the planet. I was determined not to let anything ruin the moment, not even my own overwhelming desire for her. She was so gentle and perfect. She was all I could ever ask for... such a perfect little angel. I felt so blessed to have her in my arms, kissing me.

We lay like that for a long time, either kissing or simply laying with each other in silence, hearing our hearts singing a beautiful duet and our breaths dancing to a slow rhythm. She snuggled against me, sneaking my warmth, and I gave it all to her. I was hers completely in every way... only if she knew.

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