Filed to story: The Alpha’s Pen Pal Book
I held her close, keeping my chest pressed to her back as she rocked against me, and I moved in and out of her.
As I made love to her, I thought back to all the moments we’d shared. I remembered her hugging me at Jack and Shirley’s and how she’d pulled away sooner than I’d wanted. I remembered her opening up to me at the park, trusting me, and telling me about her so-called parents. The night I took her to dinner and kissed her outside her apartment, the night I cooked her dinner, and the night I realized she was my mate—all of it played in my mind, reminding me of our story, of how much we’d shared in such a short span of time.
And then my mind flashed forward, flashed to the future. To that same image I’d once had of a little girl with red curls and blue eyes chasing me on the shore of the lake. Of what our future together could be. Would be.
I kissed her neck, finding where I would mark her—opposite of her scars like we’d agreed. It didn’t matter to me if my mark was mixed with her scars. But she wanted it on display by itself, in its own special place, and I would give her what she wanted.
Her breaths came faster, and her heart pounded. Her little noises of pleasure grew louder, and she moved against me harder while I kissed and licked her neck, preparing the smooth, supple skin for my teeth. She teetered on the edge, her lips mouthing my name soundlessly.
My canines descended, and my hand squeezed her breast and tugged at her hardened nipple. My teeth grazed against her skin, and she cried out, falling over that cliff of pleasure.
As her walls pulsed around me, I sank my teeth into her neck, making her cry again and shake with the intensity of her orgasm. I groaned as her warm blood filled my mouth, the taste as sweet as her scent.
The tingles under my skin from her touch exploded in a cacophony of fireworks, intensified by the bond completing between us. All of it combined created the most divine pleasure I’d ever experienced. I followed her over the edge, growling out my orgasm against her neck. My teeth sunk in further to make sure my mark took, that I embedded my scent and my claim not just into her skin, but into her soul.
As my teeth retracted and our bodies slowed their movements from the aftershocks of our ecstasy, I licked over my mark, sealing it so it would heal. I wrapped myself around Haven, her body curling into mine as we collapsed onto the bed, clutching and clinging to each other, still seeking the touch and pleasure from our mate bond.
Everything else fell away—the room, the stars, the sounds of the forest and the lake—and all that was left was Haven and me, and our love.
HAVEN
The ghost of Wesley’s touch lingered on my skin, warm and soothing, and the whisper of his breath tickled the hair on my neck. My heart fluttered and raced in my chest, still pounding from the rush of our intimacy and the overwhelming pleasure from him marking me.
I stretched, inhaling the hint of jasmine and vanilla and luxuriating in the feel of the soft blankets around my body. But where I thought I would meet Wesley’s chest with my back, there was only emptiness, vast and cold.
My eyes blinked open, and I sat up, my heart now racing for a completely different reason. My clammy hands wiped against the blankets—no—the dress somehow on my body. The same dress I had worn at the temple in Greece, and during our visit with Selene.
I stood to my feet, gathering the fabric in my hands as I did, scanning my surroundings. I pivoted in place, looking around me until my eyes landed on the temple. Selene’s temple. My mother’s temple.
Everything was identical to how it was the first time I visited. The trees, the temple, the grass, the pool of water, the jasmine, the stars—all of it the same, every single detail.
Except one.
It was an ache deep inside me, in my bones and my soul. A near emptiness. A missing piece. A tether on my heart linking me to someone too far away to touch or smell or hear. There but not, as if someone had tied a knot in a fire hose and the rest of the connection couldn’t be completed.
“Wesley?” I called out, even though I knew there would be no response.
“He is not with you this time.”
I turned to look at Selene—my mother. She, too, looked the same as she had when we’d visited the first time. The same clothing, the same sharp, keen gaze of a goddess who sees all.
“Why not?” I asked. “Why is he not here this time?”
“Because I called you here alone. Our business together does not need to involve your mate.”
My brow wrinkled as my eyebrows scrunched together. He was my mate. My partner. We were a team. “Anything involving me should involve my mate, too.”
She blinked at my statement, taken aback. Then she nodded slowly. “I will remember that for the next time I wish or need to summon you. But it is too late for me to bring him now. You will have to do this alone tonight.”
I sighed but nodded, and she gestured me forward, holding her arm out to me. I eyeballed it, hesitating. Did I want to take her hand, to touch her and connect with her in that way? Did I want to pretend we were a normal mother-daughter pair?
Or did I want to give her a chance? To open my heart up to her, to offer her a piece of myself? I had closed myself off from everyone and everything for so long in the name of protecting my heart that it had become my default.
I stepped forward and linked my fingers with hers, staring at our hands as they connected. The blood in my veins pulsed at her touch, magic zinging through my whole body. I gave her hand a squeeze, even with the hesitation in my heart. I wouldn’t call her mom, but I would give her this. I would try.
We strolled through the grass towards her temple. A warm breeze played in our hair and fluttered through the fabric of our skirts, rustling the grass and the vines of jasmine and creating a melody with the greenery of her realm.
“Our first meeting didn’t go quite the way I envisioned,” she said as we walked.
“I’m not sure what you expected,” I admitted. “I don’t know you. You abandoned me. You can’t really have imagined I’d just run into your arms and call you ‘Mom.'”
She gave a soft chuckle. “Yes, I suppose I set my hopes a little high for our reunion. Which is why I called you back.”
We walked through the soft white curtains draped throughout the temple, and she turned to face me when we reached the center of the open-air building, taking my other hand as well.
“I went to Zeus. After you left. I begged him to let me bestow gifts on you, to make up for everything you lost because I couldn’t raise you myself.”
“Oh,” I muttered, shuffling my foot underneath me. “You didn’t have to do that.”
“I did, though,” she insisted. “I should have fought harder for you from the start. A true mother would have done that instead of sitting idly and allowing someone to dictate how she should treat her child.”
I gave her a small grimace but said nothing. She didn’t need me to tell her she was right. She didn’t need me to remind her of how she’d failed me. But she couldn’t really think that granting me a gift or powers would make up for all of that?
“Zeus was wary, but he agreed that I could offer you one gift, the gift I asked him about specifically. He said once your mate marked you, I could grant you our lifespan and immortality so you could one day join me here in the realm I created when I had your sister.”
My eyes grew wide at her words, and I stared at her. My mouth opened and closed as I grasped at the thoughts racing through my mind to verbalize my reaction to her gift, but I had nothing. No words.
“I-what?”
“You would be forever this age. Just as I am, just as all the gods and goddesses are. You would be immortal and ageless, just as we are.”
“And Wesley? My mate? Our children, when we have them? What about them?” Selene cocked her head to the side, her brows raised. “Would you give them this same lifespan? This immortality?”
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