CHAPTER THREE

"Stop gawking at me, sweetheart. I might just kiss you right here..."

I felt as though I had awakened from a deep slumber at the sound of his deep, resonant voice—and I found it quite appealing. In truth, I wanted this man to take me at this moment, as he is my mate. Yes! The mate I’ve been waiting for all my life, and he’s human!

I wanted to scream with happiness right at that moment. Shout to the world that I had finally found my mate, but he would probably get confused. Since he’s human, he definitely doesn’t know anything about us, and besides, this is the first time I’ve ever seen him here.

That means he’s either a tourist or someone who just moved here.

What should I do? Now that he's directly in front of me, I'm unsure of how to initiate contact! But one thing is certain: tonight will not end without making him mine, and I will mark him as soon as possible!

Let him go? No way! The person I’ve waited for so long is finally here! I want to hold him, hug him, and kiss him senseless! I want to take him to a hotel and ravish him all night! Is that too fast? Ah, whatever! This Greek-god-looking man is mine!

"Andromeda," I said, and he looked at me curiously. "That’s my name, Andromeda. But you can just call me Eda. What’s yours?" I asked.

"Do you always tell your name to a man you just met?" he asked, raising a brow at me.

"Nope, just this once. You should feel lucky I even noticed you," I said sassily and flipped my long hair. I'm just trying to calm down, honestly. Anyway, I’m so lucky with my mate—he’s definitely the most gorgeous man I’ve ever laid eyes on.

He has this short, clean-cut hair that shifts from black to midnight blue under the lights. His eyes were hypnotizing, little gold specks swirling in his pupils like galaxies in space. He smirked and stepped closer, locking eyes with me.

"Cygnus," he said, and I blinked. "My name is Cygnus. Eda, you can just call me that."

"Hmm, weird name—but I like it. It's manly and sexy," I said with a smile, sipping my drink. His eyes seemed to flash, but I didn’t think much of it. After all, our kind react like that too when we’re interested in someone—or something.

Wait, does that mean he's interested in me too?

"So, I’ve never seen you around here before. Are you simply passing through? Or are you looking to have a good time?" I teased.

"I just moved here recently," he replied. "Decided to come out and socialize a bit. What about you? Have you lived here long?"

"No, I’m from the neighboring village. I work here—at the mall. So... are you here with someone? Girlfriend, wife? I hope I'm not causing any trouble by flirting with you," I said boldly.

He raised a brow again, and his eyes sparkled mischievously.

"You’re flirting with me?" he asked, flashing a set of pearly white teeth. "That's a first," he added, and I blinked, stunned.

"What? Don't tell me no one has ever flirted with you before!" I said, completely in disbelief.

His laughter ignited the fire within me. My center grew even wetter by the minute. I squeezed my thighs together to stop my traitorous body from reacting so much to him.

We need to take this slow, but my wolf is stubborn and keeps telling me to mark him already.

We shouldn't rush, right? I am trying to hold back!

"Well, you're the first one who actually told me that you’re flirting with me. That’s cool. I like that," he said.

I smiled sweetly and playfully slapped his big, muscled arm. There was a spark when I touched him—and it looked like he noticed too.

"I like you too! Let’s dance!" I said, hopping off the stool and reaching for his hand.

He looked at my hand, and I thought he might refuse—but he took it!

The sensation of our hands touching sent a surge of electricity through my body. It was intense, the desire overwhelming and palpable.

I tried to calm myself, but my body reacted even more. I tightened my grip on his hand, and he stared at me—and I could smell the scent of his lust and desire.

My wolf howled with joy, but I ignored her.

I acted cool even though I was about to burst inside.

He let me pull him to the dance floor, despite how big he was.

Good thing I was tall too—I’m a proud six-footer! It actually helped me a lot in my job as a shoe sales manager, even if finding shoes my size was a struggle.

The crowd parted automatically as we made our way to the center of the dance dancefloor, probably because we both stood out with our height.

I started to dance, moving my hips to the beat, while he just stood there, watching me.

I laughed and moved closer to him, but someone pushed me from behind, and I stumbled right into his chest.

He grabbed me by the waist and began swaying to the club remix music just as I was about to pull away.

I placed my hands on his shoulders and began to move my hips in rhythm with him, maintaining eye contact.

His eyes were gleaming now, shifting colors—which amazed me.

Is my mate really a human?

I sniffed him discreetly, and he did smell human.

He lowered his head slightly, bringing his mouth close to my ear.

I shivered from the heat of his breath as he lightly licked the side of my ear.

"Did you just sniff me, Eda?" he whispered, and I smiled at him.

"Yeah, you smell good, Cygnus—and you're really big too," I said, glancing mischievously at his lower body.

I pressed my stomach against the bulge in his pants, grinding softly.

I heard him groan, and the feel of his hardness made me even more excited.

"Mmm... I bet you're big there too."

"Don’t tease me like that, sweetheart," he growled. "Don’t test me, or you might not like what that thing will do to you."

His voice sent a delicious shiver through me—and only excited me more.

My core clenched and throbbed, aching for him.

"Hmmm? I want to test it..." I teased, licking my lips seductively.

He took a deep breath, and his eyes swirled into a lush green color.

His lips quirked up in a smirk—and before I could react, he kissed me.

I moaned softly, clutching his muscular arms.

Something ignited within me and burst into countless fragments.

I think I just climaxed from just one kiss—it was wonderful and torturous all at once.

I wanted to climb his body and demand he take me right there!

I was dizzy from the sensation, especially when he bit my lower lip, causing me to part my lips.

He plunged his tongue inside, exploring my mouth thoroughly.

I pressed my burning body against him, his hard bulge brushing against my belly.

We kissed wildly until we had to break apart, gasping for air.

I realized I was gripping his shirt so tightly that it might rip apart.

We stared at each other, breathing heavily, and I gasped when his hand slid down to grab my ass.

"Come home with me," he said, his deep voice rough and filled with need.

Yes, my wolf was panting and screaming, but I would rather not appear too desperate. So, I just nodded.

I yelped when he suddenly lifted me up with just one arm.

I was so impressed—he carried me so easily!

I wrapped my arms around his neck as he strode out of the nightclub.

He brought me to the parking lot, and before we got into his Dodge truck, he pinned me against it and kissed me again.

He lifted one of my legs, anchoring it around his waist, grinding his hard center against my soaking core.

I moaned again, and when we pulled apart, he pressed his forehead against mine.

"Are you sure?" he asked, his voice low and rough—and a little bit impatient too.

I scowled slightly and yanked on his collar, flashing him a wicked smile.

"Take me to your home. I want you so, so bad, Cygnus..."

Would you like me to also polish it a little to sound even sexier and smoother in English, like a real spicy romance novel style?