No!
Lick her everywhere.
Stop it!You’re not helping.
He howls and paces inside me, his full attention locked on the bathroom door.Tell her.She seems to know about fated mates and all that.It will be fine.
She might know the basics, but I doubt she’s fully versed in the mating heat and the bond.
So explain it to her!We’re running out of time.The full moon is coming up in a few days.
She needs time,I tell him.
She needs us,my wolf snarls.And we need her.
I can’t argue with that, but I know we shouldn’t interrupt her shower.She needs a semblance of normalcy right now after all she’s been through.
So, I stand like a stalker outside the bathroom, my cock growing impossibly harder in my pants as I listen to what’s happening on the other side of the thin door.
The image in my head won’t leave.Her hair slicked back, water sliding over soft curves, soap tracing skin I haven’t touched but already crave.It’s not hunger exactly.It’s need, coiled tight and waiting.
The full moon is only a few days away.That knowledge settles heavily in my gut.The mating heat will hit hard, and I know we need to talk about it before it happens.
I can hear the water running.Steam curls under the door, carrying her scent with it—clean soap, warmth, and something uniquelyRoxiethat makes my chest tighten painfully.
She’s alive.She’s safe,I say, trying to calm my raging hard-on.
She’s naked and wet and less than ten feet away,my wolf points out.
“Goddamn it!”I snap at him.
I realize a second too late that I said it out loud.
The water turns off, and a second later, I hear my mate.
“Uh, Abe?Is everything okay?”she calls.
I hurry back a few steps as quietly as I can.“Yeah, just… forgot something,” I say lamely.
“Oh, okay.”
The water turns back on, and I sag back against the wall.
Fuck, I need her to choose us.I need her to agree to be my mate.My wolf and I will lose our minds if she doesn’t.
So talk to her.Explain everything so we can be on the same page,my wolf tells me.
We will.After her shower.
I push off the wall and head into my room to grab her some clean clothes.She doesn’t have anything of her own, and I make a mental note to order her some clothes and toiletries.Maybe some hobby things.
I wonder what she likes.Yoga pants?Jeans?What does she like to do?What’s her favorite body wash?
I need to find out so I can give her what she needs.I want Roxie to like it here.I want to show her I can be a good provider and mate.Maybe if I can prove that to her, she’ll agree to be mine.
The water turns off, and I meet her outside the bathroom door with the clean clothes.
“Oh!”she says when she opens the door, wrapped only in a towel.