Isabella’s P.O.V.The moment we entered his room, the first thing that caught my eye is the color scheme, his bedroom looked very much like mine, Black furniture, grey walls, white ceiling, black and grey colored thick curtains covered the window, the bed had pure white sheet, pillows and comforter. His room didn’t have much furniture, just a bed with side tables and a grey carpet in front of the sofa at the far end of the room. Two doors lead somewhere, I didn’t see any wardrobe, so I guess, one was the closet door and the other one must lead to the washroom.
He walks all the way in and places me on the fluffiest bed I’ve ever sat on; it’s like sitting on a cloud. Yes indeed, I always thought Rose had the fluffiest bed, but I guess there’s always hope for some competition. The very moment, my ass touches the bed; I can’t help but moan and ask, “God! Isn’t it too soft for someone like you Macey?”
He chuckles at my question, before answering, “I don’t know love, the mattress arrived when we were busy interrogating.” It takes me a good second to realize what he meant and I can’t help shout, “WHAT?”
He just shakes his head as he makes his way towards one of the doors, sound of water running falls on my ears and I’m confirmed that it’s his washroom. He comes out after a few minutes and I ask him again, “What do you mean by that Macey?” He walks towards the main door and locks it up as he says, “I slept on a hard mattress love, I didn’t want you to sleep on it because it was too hard for my queen so I got it replaced with this one.”
His words make my insides all mushy as a blush rises up my cheek thinking about his concern and care towards me. He notices the blush as he makes his way towards me, standing right in front of me, in between my legs, he places his fingers beneath my chin giving it a slight rise as he says, “Come on babygirl, let’s get you all cleaned up. I’ve already started the water; the bath might be almost full now.” Pulling me up, he picks me up, bridal style as he makes our way towards the bath. I’m so mesmerized by the man who has been mated to me by the Moon Goddess that I don’t realize that he has been carrying me around everywhere.
Gently placing me on my feet inside the washroom, I see a towel is placed by the bath, which is filled with hot water. He walks over to the cabinet taking out a bath bomb followed by a candle. Lighting the candle, he settles in by the basin and walks towards me, dropping the bomb in the tub, he says, “Have a nice long bath love, I’ll get you some clothes to change into, once you’re done with this. If you need anything else, just shout; I’m right outside” kissing me head, he slowly moves outside, closing the door behind him.
What did I do to get a mate like him?
I get rid of all my dirty clothes and throw them in the laundry bag as I slowly drop down in the tub. The hot water is refreshing as it burns my skin in the perfect amount where it’s soothing for the tightened muscle tissue, releasing the pressure from the nerves. I relax and soon fall into a slumber with Mason on my mind.
I don’t know for how long was I in the water, but I wake up at the sound of the door, there is no one in here except for a few clothes kept neatly beside the towel. I know it was Mason and the thought that he saw me asleep yet he didn’t disturb me or woke me up is very sweet. It brightens up my mood as I finally decide to get out of water and get dressed for bed.
Wiping off the water from my body, I feel fresh; the reason might be the power nap that I had while soaking myself in the tub. I check the clothes out and see that there’s a t-shirt followed by trouser and boxers. His boxer’s themselves are like shorts to me so I decide on ditching the trousers and get dressed in his t-shirt which is long enough to cover me just up to above my knee.
Throwing the towel in the laundry bag, I take the trousers and walk out to see Mason already in bed. The sound of the door catches his attention and he moves a bit up, half sitting and half-sleeping position to see. The moment his eyes land on me, they travel all the way from my face to my legs and his eyes widen a bit when he realizes that I ditched the trousers. I can see his Adam’s apple bobbling as he visibly gulps hard from the view; I can’t help but ask, “Like what you see?”
He is still spellbound and I take that as my chance to walk in to the next door to place the trousers back. His closet is like another room itself. I see a box that has a few trousers in it and move forward to place it in there. Once I’m done, I turn and am met with Mason standing by the door. I smile as I ask, “What happened? Is everything okay Macey?” My words bring him out of his world of thoughts as he speed walks towards me and stands so close that there’s hardly any space in between us. My breath catches in his close proximity as he grabs my face in his palms as he says, “You have no idea what you do to me love.”
“Huh!” is my dumbass reply. He chuckles shaking his head, before picking me up and throwing me on his shoulder, so that now I have a great view of his tight ass as he takes me to bed. The first thing that pops out of my mouth as soon as he throws me on his shoulder is, “What? No Bridal style this time honey?”
I’m met with a loud chuckle followed by a smack on my ass as he says, “No. I like this position even more than that one.” I blush at his comment as my own eyes fall on his ass and I think, “God! I love these and to think they belong to me. Yum! The things I’d like to do to them.”
A loud growl echoes through the room as I’m thrown on bed with Mason slowly crawling on top of me. I look at him with googly eyes as the position makes my mind run in places I’m not supposed to go. Mason looks at me as he says, “Oh yeah! I’d like to know myself what you’d do with the things that belong to you. How about you tell me or even better show me huh love. After all, I'm all yours.”
His words hit me like a bucket of Ice water when I realized that he heard my comment on his butt and now knows about my perverted thoughts about himself.
I have a feeling that he won’t let this one pass, EVER!
I try to hide my face but it’s useless when I literally have Mason’s face like a centimeter away from mine. He chuckles at my embarrassment and drops down a little to kiss my forehead. I Love his Forehead kisses, they always are capable of turning me into a puddle of mush. But this time, he doesn’t stop there, he follows a path, to kiss me on my eyes, then drops down to my nose, followed by my cheeks and then a small peck on my chin.
By the time, he is done with his slow torture, I’m already aroused and waiting for me. My arousal does not go unnoticed by him as he smirks and drops down to finally kiss my lips. His kisses are always amazing, they melt me a little every time and make me fall for him even more but this time it’s different.
This time, it’s like he is trying to say something, trying to speak his heart out, pouring all his feelings into me through that one kiss. It’s slow and calming, yet greedy and needy. It’s like he wants to give me something but at the same time begging me to provide him something as well, something that belongs to him, something that I have, something that is his reason to survive, something that holds the power to kill him. It’s like he is asking me for his kryptonite, he is asking me to give him the thing that has the power to make and break him all at the same time.
The kiss slowly turns more when he asks for permission to enter my mouth and I allow him without any resistance, now it’s our tongues meeting and caressing each other, normal couples fight for dominance when it’s all tongue. I know this because I read it in Cosmo but he isn’t and neither am I. For us, it’s like, our bodies are having their own personal discussion between themselves; it’s like they are trying to understand each other and from the way it’s feeling, I can say that they are succeeding.
The moans slowly follow our kisses as our bodies start rubbing each other creating some friction which is like a forbidden fruit, dangerous yet blissful. Without even realizing, Mason starts rubbing his shaft which is now as hard as a hardwood log on my nether region and the friction is like a blessing, a need that we both have been waiting to be fulfilled for.
Soon the friction is too much and it gets hard to breath all this while moaning and maintaining the pace, we separate from our kiss as he rests his forehead on mine and moans, “The things you do to me baby. Fuck! The way you make me feel love. Ughhh” My words follow as I moan his name out loud saying, “Oh Mason! Ughhh.”
We are still our bubble with the moments and the continuous friction, which is binding us into a mood, the air feels thicker by the second as the climate turns hot making us sweat; It gets harder to breath by every passing second and I soon feel a knot forming inside my stomach as I say, “Fuck baby, I’m going to come…. Shit... Ughhh…” and just like that I come undone beneath my beloved mate, soon his grunt follows behind me as he throws his seed as well. I can’t believe this all happened just from the act of us, dry humping each other.
Fuck! We just dry-humped each other.
I’m still in the after myth of our little act as I feel Mason still throwing his seed as I feel his member jerk a few times. The moment he calms down, he rests his forehead on mine as he confesses, “God! I love you baby. I love you so much.”
His words leave me shell shocked as I stiffen a bit on hearing his words. I know that he used to call me love all the time and usually says Love you, a lot of times but Love you is what a friend says to his friend as well. It isn’t a big deal for a mate to say it, since anyone who likes you will sooner or later end up saying Love you followed by a Goodbye; so it isn’t that big of a deal, never was.
But he said I love you, does that mean he feels the same about me like I feel about him? Am I imagining it, maybe orgasms do that to you?
God please help.
My self-discussion takes a little too long which bothers him as he moves away looking at my face, his expression turns broken and I see tears forming in the corner of his eyes. He slowly moves away and gets up to settle on his side of the bed. Settling on his side, he turns away, with his back now facing me. I know what he is thinking and the broken expression kind of breaks me as well. I can feel his pain as he thinks that maybe I don’t feel the same about him.
I can’t help the chuckle that leaves my mouth as I think about how stupid my mate could be. I turn towards him, as I place my hand on his shoulder, he does not move and tries to fake sleep so that I won’t address the elephant in the room. But to his dismay, I can hear his wild thoughts running inside his head and that gives his acting away. I pinch his arm as I say, “I know you’re not asleep Macey so turn around and listen to what I have to say.”
He does not move and now it pisses me off as I growl out loud, sitting upright; I pull him back and he turns with a cold expression latched to his face as he looks at me with sad eyes. I grab him by this t-shirt collar and straddle his waist. Pulling him up a little I say, “For someone who is so powerful and mighty, you are pretty dumb.” He doesn’t get it and narrows his eyes at me, without a word as I continue, “You confessed what you had too, but didn’t allow me a chance to answer or reply to it. How is that fair?”
He grumbles something about, “It doesn’t matter when I know what you feel?”
“And what do you think I feel?” I ask him, my temper ticking by the second. He closes his eyes as he says, “it's okay Bella. I get it that you don’t feel the same about me. I do. There’s no need to rub it in my face.”
A loud chuckle leaves my mouth as I say, “Open your eyes.” But him being the stubborn ass that he is, he does not open it and I growl this time, “I said, open your eyes Mason.” This time he does listen, as he opens them and meets my eye.
I look at him, bending down a little as I say, “You know nothing you Idiot. As I said, for someone so strong, you my love are pretty dumb.”
“Just get it done with Bella… No need…” He stops mid sentence as he realizes what I just called him and asks, “What did you call me?”
I shake my head, while throwing my arms up in the air as I say, “See. I told you, you’re DUMB boy.”
He grabs my waist as he says, “Okay, if I’m dumb than that means you are the smart one than be a good girl and just tell me already. You’re killing me here.”
I place my palms on his cheeks as I graze my thumb over them, all the while looking into his eyes, I say, “I love you Mason King. I love you more than I’ve ever loved myself. I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to go on dates with you, get married to you, have pups with you and finally grow old with you. I want to be with you through all my life till death does us apart. Because you, my love, are the best thing that has ever happened to me. I love you baby.”
My words hit him so hard that a lone tear slides down his cheek as he gives me a full blown up smile and says, “I love you too, my Queen. I have since the time when I met you in the corridor and I will always love you. I love you babygirl. I love you so much” wrapping his arms around me and pulling me down to his chest.
The feeling of being in his arms, right here is my sweet haven.