This man has to be the sexiest man alive and he is untouched by any woman. I am suddenly in awe at this man in front of me.
Who is this man and what did I do to deserve him?
"Does it bother you?" He asks me suddenly. Noticed I haven't said anything.
"Of course not! Sorry... it's just.. I feel bad for all the women you've turned down." I tease him. I don't feel that bad..
"I'm only yours, sweetheart." He says possessively causing me to blush.
"Can I ask you something?" I ask quietly and he looks up to me curiously.
"Of course."
I'm suddenly nervous now, I was thinking this when I found out about his ancestor.. and I suddenly wanted to know for sure..
"Um.. how long do werewolves live exactly..?" I ask nervously.
Locus black was 200 years old, no way that's normal.
He frowns and I feel my hands start to sweat. "It depends." He says while collecting our plates. "Mate-less wolfs will die young, most at 100." He says as he puts the plates in the dishwasher then leans against the counter. "But mates live with their partner for many years Sora, it's very normal in our world to live a very long life." He says and I'm gaping at him.
"How long exactly are we talking here?" I ask him.
He shrugs. "Hundreds of years."
My eyes are wide now and I'm gobsmacked and speechless.
He watches me with amusement swirling in his eyes.
"Are you really 31?" I ask him seriously.
He grins at me amusingly. "What? You don't like older guys?" He says teasingly and I gape at him.
He shakes his head smiling and he comes to sit next to me with plates full of fry up food. "Yes, I am really 31." He chuckles. "Too close to 32" he mutters quietly.
"Damn, my mate is an old man!" I say while faking horror on my face and his drops, making him look slightly scary but still damn sexy.
He doesn't say anything but stands up and picks me up and throws me over the shoulder, again.
"Oh, c'mon I was kidding." I say giggling and he just spanks my butt making me yelp out in surprise.
Damn if that didn't feel good.
"I need to punish you for that mate." He spanks my butt again and I let out a moan which made his shoulder muscles tense.
He brought me to his room and I don't have time to look around as he gently puts me down on the bed and he is hovering over me.
Holy Jesus, please give me strength.
His chiseled muscles are visibly outlined by his loose t-shirt and his strong tan arms are at either side of my head and he looks deadly... deadly insatiable. Without realizing I let out a whimper from the unnerving stare of his gaze, never moving from mine. His eyes are now a brighter yellow as I feel his strong body tense above me.
"Sora, you are so beautiful." Kane whispers and I melt below him.
I swallow and touch his chest, never leaving my eyes from his. "So are you." I whisper out.
His eyes close briefly and then his gaze turns hard, his once normal eyes are now glowing in the dim-lit room with a bright yellow and he looks completely animalistic as if I was a lunch for this big bad wolfman.
His lips capture mine in fierce dominance causing me to groan out a whimper at how rough his lips are against mine, struggling to control this beast of a man on top of me as he devours my mouth, claiming them, I can feel his lips ruining mine for all other men.
His hard muscle body is now pressed against my chest as his arms support his weight. His lips claim victory as his tongue wins for dominance in my mouth and I'm completely and utterly broken for all others. His animalistic growls and grunts have me closing my legs tightly as I feel how insanely wet I am down there just from kissing this sexy man.
"I can smell how much you want me mate." He growls out between his fierce kisses. I can do nothing but submit to him and listen as he takes over all my senses.
He stops his assault and we are both gasping for air. That has to be the best kiss I've ever experienced in my life. Possibly the best thing to ever happen to me and I can't even remember how we got here.
"I love you." He says softly as he leans in as kisses me on the lips, with a slow and tender kiss and I'm so happy hearing him say those three big words to me.
Feeling the tears blocking my vision. "I love you too." I whisper out, my voice trembling at the raw emotion I can't seem to keep under control.
He smiles lovingly down at me as if he can't believe I'm real and as if is he can't believe I love him back.
"You make me so happy." His voice cracks. "Move in with me." He asks, his voice is confident.
I nod. "Okay." I start to cry happily. "I will live with you." I say laughing. My voice was shaky and tears ran down my face.
We hold each other in bed for so long to just lay there and hold each other, both of us just content in each other's company.
We spent the whole night talking about everything and anything. Not once moving away from each other and I have never felt more comfortable than I was in his arms, this man I have known for such a short time who has my heart and I have his.
It gets dark as the conversation starts to slow and the warmth of his nice comfortable arms has me sleepy, as if he could sense it he kisses me on the forehead and whispers 'goodnight mate, to which I mumble out a quiet "goodnight"
Drifting off to sleep I hear him faintly say something before I finally let sleep overcome me, drifting off into a comfortable slumber, exhausted from the insane day I just had and ending in the arms of Kane.
I love you sweetheart