Jason's POV
Because the sun had risen since the previous evening, there was a discernible increase in the temperature of the air. I quickly regret not drawing the curtains or closing the windows since the light is now glaring directly into my eyes, which serves as an unpleasant wake-up call. I also regret not closing the blinds. I rolled over with a grunt and buried my face in the pillow as I turned over.
I was able to wake up on my own, after the sun had risen, and without the assistance of an alarm clock, which left me feeling refreshed. In addition, after being by myself for a few nights on the ground, I grew to appreciate my days off much more than I had before.
As the body next to me inched closer, the events of the previous evening came flooding back to my mind minute by minute. When I opened my eyes, I was welcomed with a head full of golden hair, and I couldn't help but break out in a big smile at the sight. As the temperature in the room rose, the coverings that had been pulled over our bodies were removed, revealing her bare back as she was lying on her stomach. Unfortunately, she was turning her head away from me, which prevented me from taking in the beauty of her face.
These are the types of scenarios that I had imagined playing out in my head on those times when I was unable to fall asleep because I kept thinking about my mysterious traveling companion. During these heartbreaking nights, I would let my wolf run free while singing songs of appealing to the Goddess, begging her to at least give us a sign, a peep, or a clue. I would let my wolf run free while singing these songs. The days would be spent experiencing feelings of loneliness, agitation, and a yearning for refuge.
I eventually realized that I had her all to myself at this moment in time, and I made the most of it. She was no longer uncomfortable in my company or when I touched her. Gordon and her father were no longer a threat, and she was finally freed from the strain that had been placed on her during her whole existence. She was no longer disturbed by the foreboding notions that the pack, our pack, would not accept her as one of their own. She is now a leader in our family and a member of our group. She is considered to be one of us.
I rose up and balanced the weight of my whole body on the forearm of the chair I was sitting in as I stroked my finger over her back to highlight the areas where she had scars. The raised portion of her skin was more discolored than the rest of her body, which stood in sharp contrast to her tanned complexion. I was aware of the fact that she disapproved of the items when they were worn by her since the recollections caused her to feel repulsed and traumatic. Personally, I believe that they improved her appearance and made her seem more powerful, therefore eternally showcasing the suffering and struggle that she had to go through.
Before giving it a kiss, I bent my head even farther forward and stroked my lips over the bumpy skin for a moment. They were all different; some were quick and lighthearted, but others were drawn out and full of fervor. The night before, both of us had sinned, and I could still taste the guilt in the salt that was on her skin. I slashed her hair to the side as I reached for the recently exposed skin and gripped it.
As I worked my way down to the base of her neck, I saw that she was beginning to stir. When I kissed the very top of her neck, she let out a loud sigh that alerted me to the fact that she was awake. I took a step back and turned around to face her; as soon as the warmth of my breath brushed her ear, goosebumps sprang on her skin.
I managed to murmur, "Good morning, Sweetheart," as I felt her trembling beneath me.
As she peered down, she rolled over onto her back and turned to face me. Joy radiated off of her like a warm glow, and her eyes sparkled like silver mirrors reflecting the light. She was really stunning, especially in the soft light of the early morning. Nobody will ever be able to compete with the stunning beauty that she has. Not just her outward appearance, but also the things inside of her heart and mind are what really make her beautiful and define who she is.
She lowered her head, lifted her arms, and grunted audibly as she stretched her limbs as she closed her eyes. She halted in the middle of the stretch and looked at her chest before continuing. She squeaked when she came to the realization that she had rolled over, which had resulted in her chest being exposed. As the color returns to her cheeks, she rushes under the bed and grabs the blankets in an effort to quickly cover herself up as quickly as possible. When she realized that my body was keeping them down, she covered herself with her arms and hid her face.
"I'm sorry, Honey. Try not to do it. I spoke to her in a calm voice while gently withdrawing her arms one at a time.
"Don't bother trying to outwit me. certainly not. As I smiled at her, she quickly turned her head aside, perhaps because she was humiliated at having to face me again.
As I drew in closer to her, I buried my face in her neck and let out a low growl as the sweet scent of her body blended with the scent of mine on my nose.
"You are just beautiful. Please don't try to conceal anything from me.
Her little hands found a comfortable resting place on my shoulder blades while the rest of her hands moved up and around my torso. I rolled over onto my stomach and continued to lay there with my face buried in her neck. To give her the warmest and most secure hug I could, I sandwiched one of my legs between hers and put one arm around her waist.
While her little hands were gently massaging my back, I could feel the excitement building up in my muscles. I couldn't help but be thankful as the jolts I received from the mate connection had, for some inexplicable reason, gotten more intense. As we lain there in the sun for the whole of the day, we enjoyed complete relaxation and boredom. Now that we each had a day to ourselves, the three of us had every intention of spending the whole day together.
We did not leave till maybe about noon. As soon as I got up, I grabbed her and made her scream as I pulled back the blankets to expose the rest of her body. I supported her weight by placing my arms under her thighs, wrapping her arms around my neck, and wrapping her legs around my waist as I carried her into the restroom. After being switched on, the shower soon reached the desired temperature. I dragged her and myself inside and placed her down on the cool tile with her feet up, making sure the surface wasn't too hot to do any damage to her skin.
I grabbed the loofa and rubbed some of her soap into it before rubbing it into her skin in a soothing manner. My wolf and I would want to take care of her, and I would like to do the same for her. I made an effort to cleanse her body as I worshiped her in every and every way I could. After seeing that her skin was soft and velvety to the touch, I decided to give her a few random kisses.
I gave her wet, open-mouthed kisses on the neck as I rinsed her hair, and while I did so, I nibbled on her skin and kissed her neck. I was unable to maintain control and grabbed her by the waist, applying pressure before moving on to her thighs and bringing her back to my waist. I inhaled deeply as my own excitement became fragrantly blended with hers.
I slammed my lips on her when she was pushed against the wall while I growled at her. Because of the way I felt about her on the inside, our connection became even stronger. My seething need, excitement, and love for her were all heated up by her. In the shower, we go over what happened the night before since I have a burning desire for her.
saying the words "I love you." I did not wait to see whether anybody would respond before I gave up. I can smell it on her breath, taste it on her lips, and feel it in our shared need. I can even hear it in our shared breath. Because we had a single soul, we were compelled to live together on Earth until our ultimate reunion in the heavenly regions, during which time we would be reunited.