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“I know. I didn’t plan that last bit.” I bite my lip at the admission, not wanting to ask what’s gripping my heart. “Do you think I made the wrong decision?”
There’s a heavy pause, and for a second, I think they do. Guilt starts to rise within me. It was an impulsive decision, so I couldn’t ask them in advance, but they’ve always supported me so far. Perhaps this decision was too rash, because we’re all in danger now.
Nicolai shakes his head, and I feel a rush of relief. “No, I think it was only a matter of time, and you were right about not killing Maliki. You shouldn’t be forced into becoming a murderer for a stupid challenge.” He snorts and shakes his head. “Maliki deserves to die, but that’s the goddess’s decision. Not ours.”
“He’s right,” Atlas comments, taking my hand in his and threading our fingers together. “The queen would have kept pushing you until something like this happened. It was only a matter of time.”
Nodding, I acknowledge their comments. They are right, this was coming, but the weight of the potential consequences weighs heavily on me. Swallowing against a lump at the back of my throat, I glance around at the five men, but I’m not really seeing them, lost in my own fragmented thoughts.
“If my gamble hadn’t paid off, we could have all died today. She could have tried to hurt you,” I whisper, not wanting to say the words aloud in case it causes them to come true.
“She didn’t hurt us, and we’ll be prepared for when she makes her move,” Scott states confidently.
My eyes slip to Scott again, and I realise what that twisting feeling inside me was trying to say. We’re in danger every day and need to live as if today is our last. We were lucky today, but we might not be tomorrow, or the day after that. He is part of our mismatched pack, and he is one of my lovers, even though we’ve not taken that step yet. I’m tired of waiting. I don’t want to die without Scott knowing exactly how I feel about him. He belongs here with me and my other mates.
Dragging my gaze from him, I look over my loving mates. They are all here, and our connection will keep us safe. Scott deserves that too, so I will do my best to give it to him.
“Scott and I have something important to settle. I need some time alone with him.” My statement is met with silence, but I don’t see anger or resentment in their faces. We spoke previously about Scott being part of our group, and they all approved, albeit reluctantly in some cases. However, they know our connection is strong, and they have seen what he’s done for me and risked for us.
Looking between them, I take in their slow nods as they realise what exactly this entails. They all trust me and trust in the fact that I wouldn’t do this unless I was sure about him. They might think the timing of it is odd, but with our uncertain future, I’m no longer willing to wait.
This feels important, and that invisible clock is ticking in the back of my mind.
I offer Scott my hand. Frowning and a tad confused, he takes my hand and follows as I lead him to the bedroom.
Shutting the door behind us, I slowly take off my jacket and hang it on a nearby hook, facing away from him as I try to calm my fluttering nerves. I’m not sure why I’m suddenly anxious. With the others, it just happened in a rush of need, but in this case, I’m instigating it, and I feel… shy.
“Laelia, is everything okay?” Scott asks, and I hear him take a step closer as he picks up on my tension. “What’s this important matter you need to discuss with me?”
Turning around, I find him a couple of steps away from me, his face concerned and hand outstretched.
No longer feeling anxious, I cross the space between us and collide with his chest. Instinctively, he wraps his arms around me, and before he can ask what I’m doing, I stand on tiptoes and press my lips to his. They are surprisingly soft, and it only takes a second or two for his surprise to pass and then he kisses me back just as eagerly. Sliding my arms over his shoulders, I steady myself against him as my lips and tongue move against his.
An unknown stretch of time passes, but when we pull back to catch our breaths, his lips are red, and his hair is a mess from where I ran my hands through it. I’m sure I don’t look much better. I gaze into his eyes and say the words that I’ve wanted to voice for a long time now.
“Make me yours.” The words are quiet, almost a whisper, but I know the exact moment he hears them.
His eyes shift and begin to glow in the dull light of the room, his wolf pushing against his barriers. Scott has always had great control over his wolf, so this should scare me, yet if anything, it only turns me on. I watch emotions flash across his face—surprise, arousal, and a tentative hope—yet something seems to hold him back.
“Laelia, do you know what you’re saying?” he chokes out, his voice much lower than usual, sending a shiver of excitement down my spine. “What about the others? They are your true mates. I’m just… me.”
So that’s what it is. His assessment of himself and how he thinks the other guys are more important than him make my heart hurt. He’s been feeling this way, yet has stuck by my side this whole time, expecting nothing. It’s not as though he is just a random guy I picked up off the street. We have a connection unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. We’re meant to be together, it’s just a different feeling from the mate bond.
Placing my hands on his cheeks, I make sure he’s looking at me, and only me, as I speak. “You might not be my fated mate, but we are meant to be together. I love you, and you belong with me just as much as they do. You are just as important to me as they are.” I keep my voice steady and true as I speak, watching the doubt in his eyes disappear. “So I’ll say it again, make me yours.”
He surges forward, no hesitation or worries holding him back. His hands are everywhere as he kisses me deeply and firmly, stripping me of clothes until I’m standing before him in just my underwear. It would be so easy to get swept away in the arousal and end up in a tangled mess on the bed with me impaled on his cock. However, I force myself to slow down and make the most of our first time. For all we know, it could be our last, and I want to give Scott every part of me and not rush through this. He deserves more than that.
I take my time to undress him with teasing touches, managing to resist his hot hands that attempt to derail my plan, kissing everywhere my fingers touch. Dropping to my knees, I keep my eyes on his as I unbuckle his jeans and slide them down his legs.
His cock strains against the fabric of his boxers, and it takes everything in me to move past it as I lean up and press a trail of kisses down his abdomen. Scott makes a pained noise and threads his hands into my hair as if needing something to hold on to. Peeling the elastic of his underwear down far enough so it exposes the top of his pelvis, I press my lips to his hip bones.
“You wicked little witch,” he murmurs, sounding like he’s in pain, yet his expression is one of exquisite pleasure.
Chuckling, I decide I’ve teased him enough and finally pull down his boxers, his cock springing free. My breath catches in my throat, my eyes straying from his face to take in his erection. The connection between us seems to throb with each beat of my heart, demanding to touch him, taste him, and make himmine. Following the urge, I grip him in my hand and lean forward to suck the head of his cock into my mouth, his taste exploding on my tongue.
Moaning around his cock, I take him farther into my mouth, his groans of pleasure only encouraging me. Squeezing his base, I work my way up and down his shaft, pressing the tip of my tongue against the underside of his length. I’m just beginning to get into my rhythm when he steps back with a pained groan.
“I’m going to come in your mouth if you keep that up.”
