Hundred And Eleven

“What’s wrong?” He frowned at me.

“Uhmm…I have never..” I was quite embarrassed. Most of my mates have had sex and here I was, still embarrassingly a virgin.

“You’re a virgin?” Disbelief clouded his handsome features, though I could still see the heavy desires in his grey eyes.

“Yes, can you do it?” I looked at him, hoping he would not get impatient and angry. My body already needed him, I could not let my body go unsatisfied.

“Are you sure you want to do this now? I can wait. We both can wait.” There was a tenderness in his eyes and affection that dripped from his words that told me he was willing to wait till whenever I was ready.

He was my mate which meant we were supposed to be together forever, and in as much as that was to happen, I realized we were both yet to accept the mate bond.

“I’m your fated mate, correct?” I asked him.

“Mmhm.” He nodded.

“But do you accept me as your fated mate?” I looked into his face, expecting his reply.

He stared into my eyes, and leaned closer to pla