“Not sure. Most are probably out on assignments, doing various things. I’ve been focusing on a different assignment this week,” I told him.
“Are you going out soon?” Abel asked.
I shook my head. “My tasks are more admin than anything now. Vincent is taking care of all of that for me since I’m supposed to be spending time with you.”
Abel snorted. “Well, you do. But only when it’s time for bed this week. You’re still mad at me,” Abel said quietly.
“We need to discuss things,” I told him. I held his hand and grabbed the railing with the other and started up the stairs.
“Are you all right?”Abel asked through our bond as he tightened his hand on mine. He let go and then moved closer, placing his arm around my waist. To anyone else, we wouldlook like a couple walking up the stairs arm in arm. To me, my beloved was reminding me just how amazing a person he was.
“I’ve been better,”I said back.“Thank you for your help. I appreciate it more than you know.”
Abel was quiet until we reached the top of the stairs, where he looked directly up at me.“I’m your beloved. I’ll always help you.”He bit his lower lip.“I’m also assuming that this means I’m about to get laid and I can finally have some of my needs met again.”
I nodded because that was all I could do at the moment. I wasn’t feeling the best, and learning that I’d been neglecting my beloved added to my discomfort. I’d been a shit mate to him. I was supposed to be doting on him, seeing to his every need, and in return, he would do the same for me. And here we were. Abel had led me upstairs to take care of my need, whereas I’d left the bed before he woke and didn’t join him until he’d already been asleep.
“I don’t deserve you,” I said quietly as we walked to our room.
“Probably not, but you’re stuck with me since you claimed me,” Abel said.
I looked down at my beloved, and he had a smirk on his face. I stood there for a moment, my mouth open in shock, but when he rolled his eyes at me, he shook his head. “We’re mates,” Abel said. “You take care of my needs, and I’ll take care of yours. I don’t have to like you, you don’t have to like me, it doesn’t matter. We have a commitment to one another.” Abel entered the bedroom, leaving me to follow.
“That’s not how you feel, is it?” I asked as I entered and gently closed the door behind us. I flipped the lock before I crossed the room to where Abel was kicking off his shoes. He pulled his shirt off, but I stopped him when his hands went to the waistband of his pants. I noticed he was wearing a pair of tanpants, but they had an elastic waistband. “Please answer. Do you truly feel as if I don’t like you?”
Abel sighed. “No, I don’t feel that way. I know you at least like me.” I gave Abel a look. “You fought to stay away. Because even before I knew about your existence, you knew things here would be difficult for me and that I would struggle with things.” Abel sat down on the bed. “Well, things can’t be changed. We’re mated, and we are having twins in about six weeks.”
I moved to where I was kneeling in front of my beloved. I took his hands and held them together in front of us. “I have messed up so much when it comes to you. To us. I should have approached you in Montana, but I didn’t. I thought I was doing the right thing.”
Abel stopped my words by placing our joined hands on my mouth and shaking his head. “No looking back. Remember? Us together is in the now and future. It doesn’t matter because we can’t change the past. But we can make sure the future is what we want.”
I stared at my beloved for a long moment before I nodded. He might be quite a bit younger than I was, but he seemed to have a much better grasp on certain things. Especially when it came to working things out between us.
“I want to make you happy,” I told him. That was true. I wanted to give him everything he had ever wanted and had never had. I wanted to see him smile and feel his happiness through our bond.
“You don’t make me unhappy,” Abel told me. I shook my head because I knew that wasn’t true. I’d hurt him, and I needed to make up for it.
“I’ll try to make you as happy as possible going forward, all right?” I said, changing the wording a bit. I stood and took my shirt off and then stepped out of my shoes. I dropped my pants, and Abel’s eyes widened.
“Since when do you go without underwear?”
I smirked. “Since this week. I didn’t feel the need to put them on, and the hope was that eventually I’d be able to seduce you. Hopefully in my office.”
Abel’s eyes widened. “In your…but there are others nearby that could hear.”
I nodded. “Yes. That was a bit of the point. We are mated, and I really don’t care if others hear me pleasuring you. In fact, it very much excites me.”
I gently pulled Abel to his feet and helped him undo his pants. Not only was there elastic in the waist, but a drawstring as well. I was immensely surprised when I pushed his pants down and saw how rounded his stomach had become in just a week.
“You’re showing,” I said without a thought.
“That’s what happens when you are carrying twins, have a short gestation, and are a bit on the skinny side to begin with.”
I could feel Abel’s discomfort, so I fell to my knees and kissed his tiny baby bump. “I think it’s beautiful,” I told him. “These are our babies in there. You are doing something that I cannot, and you are doing it for us.” I looked up at Abel. “This is such a beautiful gift. One I cannot ever repay.” I kissed his stomach again and then gently pushed on his hips. I wanted him on the bed. Not only because I really wanted to be inside of him, but also because I was feeling a bit dizzy. I followed Abel to the bed and started to slowly kiss my way up his body.
I stopped at his cock, which was already hard, and gave it the attention it needed. Abel’s hands went to my hair as I sucked down his length. The throbbing ache in my fangs had me wanting to bite down and suck, but it was too soon. My beloved was gifting me something despite the fact that I’d been an ass to him unfairly, and he deserved more than a quick orgasm because I had no restraint.
I sucked up and down his cock, feeling his growing desire through our bond, and smiled around the mouthful of hot flesh. He’d reopened our bond. At least a little. Not that he’d ever kept it completely closed. He had simply ignored me and kept his feelings hidden.
