Good Times

For some reason I don't mind that Zion is carrying me, I just let him, and I even hug his shoulders, enjoying the moment.

'Give up,' my wolf tells me, 'Just give up. Let him have us.'

That sounds really perfect right now, I can't really remember the reasons why I wouldn't want to just surrender and let him have me.

I let my face fall into his neck and kiss him there, scenting my mate. He is so warm and perfect, he manages to make all my worrying and stressful thoughts go out the window until me and my wolf are on the same page, horny and needy of him.

We are so excited we got to meet our fated mate, our Alpha. Our person, the one who is going to take care of us and love us forever.

"There is some meat I can warm up, do you want that?" he asks but I’m getting so dizzy that I start to feel high until I finally feel myself disappearing.

My wolf takes control once again.

"I'll eat whatever you want to give me, Alpha," I reply, not wanting to let go even as he pulls things out of the