Warning:A little more inappropriate until you see ********** if you wanna skip it. I'm trying to make an after they mated scene and it's awkward considering my age. Can you guess my age?
Xavier's POV
I wake up in the morning with a smile when I wake up, feeling like I'm on top of the world. Last night I went to heaven and back. I just wish I waited for Teresa. I don't deserve her but I'll treat her like a queen. I look down at the sleeping angel in my arms. I groan as my um, I, presses into her back. Oh man, she's probably really sore still. Most girls are really sore down south after their first time. I mean, I should know.
'Keep talking like that and we'll lose our mate." My wolf scolds.
'We already have her and I intend to keep it that way. Teresa will not leave me.' I growl.
I start feeling even more guilty. Teresa should've been my first, but what's important is that she'll be my last and I'll be her only. I slowly get out of bed but I'm pulled back down by Teresa. I tense as I think she's awake but she just rolls on top of me and falls asleep. I let out a husky moan as she presses against me. Her head snaps up and she blushes as she realises we're both naked. I peek into her mind as she replays last night's events.
"Love," my voice comes out huskier than usual, "you're killing me."
"S-sorry," she stutters out as she flushes red. I groan again as images of her flushing red last night come to me.
"Why is everything you do so sexy?" I ask as I bury my head in her neck and start sucking on her mark.
"Xavier," she moans out. I trail kisses up her neck and jaw then stop at the corner of her mouth. "Why'd you stop?"
I just look into her eyes and she looks back at me with adoration and lust. I look back at her lovingly.
"I love you so fucking much." I say sincerely. She pauses for a moment then crashes her lips to mine. I don't hesitate to kiss back. I slightly bite and tug on her lips. She denies me entrance and I growl. I move my hand down to her bare ass and she gasps, giving me enough time to slip my tongue in. I thread one hand through her hair and the other around her neck.
She pulls away breathlessly, "I love you too Xavier."
I give her a loving look. I grab her face and kiss her like it'll be our last.
And well, I'll let you guess what happens after that.
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Later when I wake up, I look at the clock and see that it's dinner time. I slowly sit up and notice that Teresa's not in bed with me. I start to panic. That's when the door opens and Teresa comes in. I sigh in relief.
"Hey," she starts softly, "I made your favorite. Ribs, fried chicken, hamburgers and hot dogs with fries, mashed potato, and rice on the side."
What can I say, I'm a werewolf. We have much bigger appitites.
"Thank you love, it looks delicious." I tell her as she sets down the tray on our nightstand. I start eating and she grabs a book.
"Aren't you gonna eat?" I ask.
"I already ate Xavier, I'm not hungry anymore," she says.
"Are you sure?" I push.
"One hundred percent positive," she smiles at me. I keep eating and she keeps reading. I'm so lucky I have her as my mate. She's beautiful, talented, kind, good with kids, friendy, motherly, and she can cook. She'll make a great Luna for the pack and mother of my children. I can't wait to have pups with her. Of course, I start thinking about what we would have to do in order to get pups.
"Xavier," she scolds, "remember, I can read your thoughts too."
"Sorry darling." I apologize as I push away the empty tray and scoot closer to her. "You know, I was thinking, maybe we could go out for ice cream as a, second date. Maybe a different place though so we don't run into that girl who, oh my god, broke her fucking nail!"
"That sounds great, when?" Teresa asks.
"Right now." I tell her.
"Now? Okay but we have to change first then because your wearing nothing and I'm wearing only a big t-shirt." Teresa reminds me.
"Okay," I say as I get up and go into the bathroom. When I come out Teresa is fully dressed and ready to go. "Ready?"
"Yup," she smiles popping the p.
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"Okay, you're turn. Ask me a question." Teresa said.
"How many guys have you kissed?" I ask, knowing I probably wouldn't like the answer.
"Just you and Cole," she said. I looked at her in disbelief but before I could say anything she asked the question I was dreading.
"How many girls have you kissed." Teresa asked, her face void of emotion.
I looked away, ashamed, "ninety nine girls not including you. You're my hundredth."
Her eyebrows shot up and a look of hurt covered her face.
"I'm sorry." I apologized, not knowing what to say.
"Well at least I'm your hundredth, not just any number," she tries to joke. I pull her on to my lap so she's straddling me. I look at her seriously.
"Love, you will never be just a number to me. You are my mate, that means you are mine and I am yours until the end of time. If I could go back in time and save my frst everything for you, I would. You are the love of my life, everything I have, and everything I am, is yours forever." I tell her. She pauses for a moment, furrowing her eyebrows.
"You so stole that last line from How I Met Your Mother," she grins. That's what she got out of that? Only her man, only her.
I laugh, "guilty."
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The Regretted Rejection
Varulv*PREVIOUSLY KNOWN AS You Rejected Me, Now You Will Regret It* Yes, this is your classic rejection story. This is for those who enjoy cliches and classics like me! ...
