Chapter 11 - Amelia

I can’t explain why I stopped and stared into that hospital room. There was something weird about the male lying in bed. There was some weird haze all around him. It made me think of when I saw that witch flickering between old and young.  

I wanted to tell Stephen what I saw, especially after Beta Alexander said the female is his cousin, so she must be ranked in the Incubi pack. They should know that something is wrong with that male and might be magic-related. 

But it will have to wait. I can tell Stephen after we’ve marked each other. Then I won’t need to write everything down. It’s hard to write in English. Shit, will I be able to keep my thoughts in English to tell him? On the plus side, any thoughts I have will be secret until he learns Italian. 

The closer we got to his room, the more nervous I got. I’ve known him only a few days and I’m going to let him mark me. I mean, this is a huge step. The marking part is intimate enough on its own, but I know we have to have sex to complete the bond.  

He’s said he likes how I look but will he change his mind when I’m naked? Will my plump belly and fat thighs be a deal-breaker for him? I won’t blame him if they are. You have to be physically attracted to your mate just as much as intellectually.  

I was mulling over my insecurities when we ran into one of Stephen’s packmates. Clement, as Stephen called him, is a fucking asshole. I’m not sure what a herdsman is, but I know it’s terrible.  

I know it was derogatory and insulting based on how he looked at me. Clement looking at me made my skin crawl, and Faith drew what strength she had to stand and bare her teeth. I didn’t even get to growl, let alone hit the asshole. Stephen did it first. 

No one’s ever really stood up for me like that. Well, no one outside my family. And he didn’t just hit Clement. He openly claimed me. He moved me behind him like I’m something delicate that needs protection.  

I’m still nervous about what will happen in his room, but wow, I am officially turned on. Because that was hot.  

‘Damn right it was hot. We made a good choice by having Stephen as our mate.’ Faith agreed.  

I was more than a little surprised to see Clement turn to stone and more on edge when I saw it was Zoe. She makes me uncomfortable. I know Stephen said nothing happened, but until we have completed the bond, I will be insecure about him around other females.  

I was relieved to be in his room until anxiety about what we would do started to creep up again. I decided to ask what a herdsman was. And I wish I hadn’t. It just made me angry. I want to smash Clement while he’s stone.  

When he said he had to be honest with me, I started to worry. And when he showed me the box of condoms, I could feel my face heating up. I’m probably the same shade of red as a ripe tomato. The level of embarrassment is a new one for me. 

Faith felt different about it. She managed to push forward before I could react and initiated a kiss with Stephen. I can’t believe she did that. But he did kiss back, and it was such a nice kiss I forgave her.  

And once more, Stephen showed how sweet he was by greeting Faith while asking me to be in control. I almost wish Faith had stayed in control. She’s a wolf, so she won’t get embarrassed or self-conscious like me.  

I like kissing him, even if it scares me when his tongue brushes my lips. But I parted my lips this time, and he didn’t pull away in disgust. He explored my mouth, and it felt good. I felt some of my worries fade. 

‘Just do what comes naturally. I’ll be here.’ Faith encouraged me as Stephen, and I stumbled to the bed. 

We were both laughing, he has such a nice laugh, and it helps ease my tension. I’m not the only nervous one here. I didn’t want to think too long about why I was nervous, so I pulled him back for another kiss. 

I’ve never done this, and by his own admission, neither has he. So it was a little awkward as we both sort of fumbled, unsure trying to touch each other. I froze when I felt his hands slipping under my top.  

He’s touching my love handles. I’m going to die of embarrassment. Stephen pulled back from the kiss, those warm cinnamon eyes looking down at me with a small smile.  

“It’s okay, Amelia. It’s just me. It’s just us here.” He whispered, leaning his forehead to mine. 

“I know you’re nervous. I am too. And I know you have your own concerns about your body. But I like your body. I’m attracted to you exactly as you are.” His sweet words were helping calm me as his hands started to move higher up my sides. 

My breath hitched as my shirt was pushed higher, his hands just below my breasts. “I won’t do anything you don’t want me to. If I do something you don’t like, just hit me, anything that will get my attention.” 

I sighed and nodded. Nudity is part of life, and you can’t have sex while fully dressed. He smiled, kissing me again. His hands moved my shirt higher, nudging my legs open so he could settle between them. Our lips broke apart as he moved, and I leaned up enough for him to throw my shirt aside. 

I went to try and cover my breasts as he knelt between my legs, looking down at me in his dimly lit room. “Please… don’t hide from me.” Stephen softly pleaded, taking my hands gently to prevent me from covering myself.  

I felt like my heart was about to beat out of my chest. Stephen’s gaze slowly drifted from my face, and I feared what he would think. I’m not small. Nothing about me is small between my mother’s and father’s genetics. I already wear a 90 E bra. 

“You’re perfect.” Stephen whispered, leaning back over me, pressing his lips to mine. 

I sighed softly into the kiss. My heart was beating at hummingbird speeds as Stephen started kissing down my neck, one of his hands sliding up my body to caress my breast. 

I was panting, trying to steady my heart as Stephen scraped his teeth across the marking spot. “I know we’re not ready for that part yet. But soon, you’ll be only mine.” Stephen whispered against my rapid pulse as he kissed lower.  

I gasped, arching unconsciously into his touch as his mouth found its way to the breast that his hand wasn’t teasing. This was embarrassing, a little awkward, and yet still seriously hot. A grunt-like moan escaped my lips. I can’t even moan properly. 

He at least knew the sound was because I liked it as he growled, swirling his tongue around my pebbled nipple. I gasped at the sensation as my body reacted on its own as my hips rolled against him.  

Timidly I started trying to touch him. Digging my fingers into his soft hair, scraping my nails down his neck, tugging at his shirt. I don’t want to be the only one shirtless. And he must have gotten the hint as he knelt, pulling his shirt off tossing it carelessly to the floor. 

My eyes soaked up every contour of his body, once more timidly reaching for him. “I’m just as nervous as you.” He whispered. That soft smile on his face as he took my hand, leaning forward to press it over his heart.  

My eyes widened as I felt how fast his heart was beating. Looking up from my hand to his face, smiling a little. He really is just as nervous as I am. “I want this to be something we both remember, preferably as a happy memory.” 

I nodded in agreement as my hand trailed down his chest, toying with the hairs on his chest. I blushed brightly as my hand trailed down to the band of his shorts that were tented. He really is attracted to me. 

Cautiously I let my hand rub over the hard length through his shorts. Blinking as his cock twitched eagerly. “Fuck….” Stephen groaned, moving my hand away as he leaned back over me, kissing me. 

I’m not sure if this is a good or bad thing, but I’m kissing him back with my hands, exploring his back, wanting to touch him. I liked how it felt to have his bare chest against mine. Still kissing me, Stephen moved from between my legs to lying next to me.