Chapter 12 - Amelia

I wasn’t sure why he moved until I felt his hand caressing my body, making its way to the track pants I was wearing. 

“I want to see and touch all of you. If you’ll let me.” Stephen explained, pulling back from the kiss as his fingers just started to dip below the elastic band. 

Biting my lower lip, I nodded. I want Stephen to keep going. I want him to touch me. I want to touch him too. 

He smiled, pressing his lips to mine again as his hand dipped into my pants. I groaned into the kiss, hips arching as his fingers found their way between my legs. 

I furrowed my brow because it felt okay but not quite good. I know Stephen’s never done this either, but I can’t tell him what I want or how I touch myself. Not that I would if I could speak. That’s way too embarrassing.  

‘Well, I’m not too embarrassed. Stephen should learn what we like.’ Faith snorted, nudging forward. I didn’t stop her as she took just enough control to reach down and guide his fingers to where I like and to move how I like. 

Stephen didn’t mind as he followed my lead, kissing down my neck. “Amelia…” He groaned my name, nipping at that spot on my neck again, sending a shiver through me.  

I gasped as his finger slipped inside me. He was cautious in his movements, exploring as he tried to find a way to finger me that I liked. And soon, he had me gasping, panting, and grunt-moaning as the pleasure was building.  

“Cum for me, Amelia.” Stephan groaned as he kissed down my body.  

Who would have thought I’d find such a crude command hot. But it was enough to send my inexperienced body over the edge. I wanted to yell out Stephen’s name, but I couldn’t. I don’t even know what you’d call the sound I was making.  

As I slowly came down from the orgasm, I realized Stephan had not only stripped my pants off but taken off his too. My eyes almost instinctively moved to look at his cock. 

Unless you count a few movies I’ve seen with sex scenes, I don’t have anything to compare to. Sure I’ve seen males naked in my pack, but they weren’t erect, and I wasn’t about to mate with them. I gulped a little, trying to think about how that’s supposed to fit inside me. 

“Don’t overthink. If we both start overthinking, this is going to go all wrong.” Stephen chuckled nervously as he put one of the condoms on.  

I gulped again and realized how close we really are to doing this. “Are you okay with continuing? We can stop.” Stephen questioned, probably seeing how worried I was. 

I shook my head. “Okay, that didn’t make anything clear. Do you want to keep going?” He questioned. 

Taking a deep breath, I nodded. I don’t want to stop. I said I was ready, and I know I am. I can’t let my fears get in the way. 

Stephan breathed a sigh of relief as his lips found mine again. It wasn’t as smooth as they make it seem in movies or books. But we got there. I grunted in pain as he filled me.  

“I’m sorry… I know I can’t make it not hurt. But it will get better. And when it does start to feel good, that’s when we can mark. I’ve always been told it’s best to mark during sex.” He apologized while telling me what to expect. 

I nodded, tentatively rolling my hips. It still hurt a little, but Stephen was right. The pain faded, and soon all I was feeling was the pleasure he was giving me. But there was something at the back of my mind.  

A howling of pain, I know it’s not me, and it’s not Faith. And it’s obviously not Stephen or Conway. 

So who’s howling like their world is ending? 

‘Maximus.’ Faith whispered.

I blinked, realizing she must be right. Maximus is feeling everything Stephen, and I are doing. I feel bad for him though I hope Ignazio is withering in as much agony, if not more than I was.  

‘I’m sorry, Maximus. It isn’t anything against you. But Stephen is a better man than Ignazio. He will love and cherish me as a mate ought to. I pray that you find peace from what Ignazio has done to you.’ I whispered, not sure if he could hear me. 

‘I’m sorry I wasn’t stronger. I’m sorry I couldn’t stop Ignazio from hurting you. This chosen mate better treat you well.’ Maximus answered, his voice cracking in pain.

I never wanted to hurt Maximus. It isn’t his fault Ignazio is a terrible person. I hope he finds peace when Ignazio dies. And I hope that death is soon and quick for Maximus’s sake only. 

“You need to reject him, Amelia. I’m going to mark you.” Stephen instructed, panting against my neck as he kissed where his mark would be.  

I tried to focus on saying the words through the link. ‘I, Amelia Grace Furlan, reject you Ignazio Ugo Grimaldi as my mate and my Alpha.’ I shouted the words as firmly as I could, and as if Stephen knew I’d done it, I felt the sharp sting of his canines sinking into my neck. 

I groaned, my head listing to the side as my body fluttered between pain and pleasure. Closing my eyes to try and grasp everything happening, I saw Maximus and Ignazio.  

Ignazio was on the floor in an almost fetal position screaming and howling in pain, ripping at his flesh. Maximus was howling in pain. He looked so weak. I felt sorry for Maximus, but only for Maximus.  

‘Forgive me, Maximus.’ I whispered as the vision faded and the bond I’d felt click that day fizzled out, and something new started to form. 

Soon all I felt was warmth and love wrapping around me like the ultimate comfy blanket. This… It’s Stephen and Conway. It is their feelings for Faith and for me. This is what a bond should feel like.  

‘Oh wow. This is incredible. I didn’t think it could be like this.’ I thought as Stephen sighed, licking the blood from my mark.  

“Your voice sounds as sweet and beautiful as I imagined. No clue what you said, but it was beautiful. Now mark me to complete our bond.” He encouraged, offering me his neck as he slowed his rhythm of thrusts.  

I gasped as I realized the half bond meant he could hear me. He can hear me! There’s so much I want to say to him. Even if my thoughts were in Italian, he still heard me. 

‘You can do that later. Mark Stephen, and let’s have another orgasm.’ Faith encouraged looking more like herself now that our bond to Ignazio was broken. 

No more second-guessing, I leaned forward, biting into his neck. His groan filled my ears as he picked up the pace of his thrusts. And just as Ignazio and Maximus had faded away when he marked me, I started to see Stephen and Conway but in their shared headspace. 

‘I am going to love you the rest of my life.’ Stephen smiled at me as our bond completed. My heart felt like it was going to explode. Or maybe it wasn’t my heart as I pulled back from marking him to groan in pleasure as I climaxed in time with him moaning my name. 

We were both breathing heavily as he leaned his forehead against mine. ‘It may be soon to say it. But I love you, Amelia. And I’m so happy the Goddess brought me to you.’ Stephen used our bond to speak his honey words. 

“I… I think I love you too. Or it might be the orgasm talking. I’ll let you know in the morning.’ I giggled, embarrassed.  

‘I feel the same. I can’t thank the Goddess enough for bringing us together.’ I sighed, touching his face. If she wanted to make up for pairing me with the worst mate ever, she outdid herself with Stephen. 

He smiled, giving me a tender kiss. We both groaned as he pulled out, moving to lay next to me. ‘ I’m going to throw out the condom, but I’ll be right back to bed.’ He promised as he moved off the bed.  

I sighed, wiggling on the bed to get under the blanket, watching his naked backside as he walked across the room, throwing the condom into the trash bin. Then smiled as I watched him walk back, his cock flaccid now but still impressive to me.  

‘Stop looking at me like that, or we’ll ever get any sleep.’ Stephen teased as he climbed into the bed, wrapping me in his arms.  

We slept like this at the hospital. Unlike at the hospital, we’re both naked and under the blanket together. My whole body tingled with a warm buzzing from our skin-to-skin contact. I sighed, taking a deep breath. ‘You smell like cinnamon rolls.’ I whispered, making sure to use English. 

He chuckled, nuzzling into my hair and neck. ‘And you smell like rainier cherries. Perfect and delicious.’ I smiled, closing my eyes falling asleep exhausted and content in his arms.