I take both her hands.
My Wolf presses against my ribs.
Tell her.
“I want to claim you, Daria.”
She tilts her head.
“Claim?Like a lost package?”
A watery laugh escapes her.
“No.Claim you as my mate.”
“What does that mean?”
“Fated mates are precious to my kind, Honey.For me to claim you, we’d have to,” I pause, searching for the right wording.
“We’d have to boink?”
“Boink?”I bark a laugh.
“You know, um, have sex?”
Daria whispers it like it’s a secret.
“Oh yeah, Honey.We’d have sex.And during climax, I’d give you my mating mark, just here,” I growl softly.
Then, I reach out and touch the side of her neck where it meets her shoulder with my fingertips.
Daria shivers, and fuck, that does something to me.
She’s so beautiful.So soft and sweet, and her scent is driving me wild.
She must know what she does to me.Doesn’t she?I mean, I’m still naked, and so fucking hard right now, it’s obvious I want her.
But still, she looks at me like she can hardly believe it.
And that makes my chest feel tight.Makes me want to love on her from head to toe just to show her how much she means to me.And I plan on it.
As soon as she says yes.
“Your mark.That’s like a bite, right?”she asks.
I nod.
“What will that do, um, to me?Like do I become what you are?”
“No, Honey.You’d stay just as perfect as you are now.Though I’ve heard some mates share a mind link, where they can communicate without speaking.Some mates can feel each other’s emotions.It’s a little different for everyone,” I explain.
“Would this,” she starts, then clears her throat.“Would this mean you and I would be like anitem?Just us.No, um, no cheating.”
“That’s right.Mating is like married, but it’s stronger.It would mean you belong to me and I belong to you.And I promise, if you say yes, I will show you.Every single day.That I'm worthy of you.”
“You will?”
I nod and move closer.
