by Hazel Gower
“Thanks, Dad. I went to pick her up from school today, and two boys were mooning over her.”
“Was she encouraging them?”
“No. But I may have overdone it.”
His dad raised his eyebrow at him.
“I, ah, hugged her and kissed her. Well to call it a kiss…” He trailed off as his dad laughed.
“How did she react?”
“When we separated, her friends were staring wide-eyed and shocked, but she only introduced me as Savron, not boyfriend, mate or—”
“Or what, son?”
“Fiancé, husband, anything.” He sighed. “She did say she didn’t think after the display we’d given them that she needed to state what I am to her.”
“Sasha’s only young, and with her being human she wouldn’t have said you’re her husband or fiancé as she doesn’t wear a ring. Human woman are big on stuff like that, well, all woman actually. The only reason your mother doesn’t wear hers all the time is because she’d lose it when she shifted.”
“All right, I’ll get her a ring.”
His dad groaned. “I know the women you have been seeing up until now seem uncomplicated, but that’s just because you haven’t wanted anything from them before besides sex. Trust me on this, son. All women, no matter their race, don’t just want you to get a ring and just give it. You need to organize something special and ask them.”
Savron sank back into his chair and moaned at how complicated his life had become since finding his mate.
****
Dinner last night with her mother had been nice. Her mum had said she just wanted a small wedding, maybe something at one of the small Vegas chapels with family and a couple of friends. They were going to tie the knot around Christmas if they could book something decent this late.
Sasha offered to look after Melody while she went on a honeymoon, but her mother had shocked her by saying she’d spoken to their father and he was going to pay for flights for Melody and her to go and visit him. Sasha was unsure how she felt about that. She loved her father, but since he remarried he’d had hardly anything to do with them.
Savron picked her up from school, and this time Sasha had waited for him not wanting a repeat of yesterday. He’d been quiet all afternoon as they ate and watched a movie at his house. She noticed Savron looked tired, and he’d only asked her once if she’d said anything to her mother about them moving in together.
Sasha was starting to feel guilty again, and she didn’t like the feeling. Sasha had said she would give them a chance, so she would have to bite the bullet and tell her mother.
As Savron drove her home she studied him and could see he was on edge. His lion eyes flashed, and his hair grew long and then shorter like he was fighting to change, or give in to his animal. His jaw had been moving in a grinding motion, and his gear changes were jerky.
When he kissed her good-bye, telling her he’d pick her up tomorrow his kiss wasn’t as passionate as the last couple of times had been. Sasha sat in her room and decided she would tell her mum tonight after dance practice that she was moving in with Savron. Sasha had said she’d give the mate thing and their relationship a go, and since she’d been told she hadn’t really given it a chance. Decided, she rushed around happy with her decision, packing her things.
She was now running late for dancing. She’d lost track of time as she packed her things up ready to move. Sasha ran into the dance hall, and Jason laughed as he watched her slip out of her Ugg boots and big jacket. She slipped into her ballroom shoes.
“Waltz first. I need something slow to warm up.”
Jason’s arms came around her. “I’ll warm you.”
Sasha rolled her eyes and pushed out of his embrace and moved into position as the music changed. “Come on, competition is only a couple of weeks away.”
“I know. I heard some good news, too. It’s going to be live.”
Sasha stumbled as he brought her in, fitting her into position. “I’m not good enough to be filmed.”
“Sasha, they’re filming the whole event. It’s a huge comp, and with all the interest in dancing lately this will pull in good numbers and not cost them much to broadcast it.”
The rest of the night she fretted over how some of her moves would go over.
When she got home, she found her mum sitting and watching shows with Steven. “Hi, Mum. When you’re finished can you come into my room? I want to talk.”
Her mum smiled. “Sure, honey. This is almost finished. Give me fifteen minutes.”
Sasha went to her room dreading the conversation she was about to have. Sasha just hoped that with her mum getting married and settling down again with a man she loved she might not be too upset.
Sasha continued to pack until she heard the knock on the door. “Come in.” Her mum came in and sat on her bed moving some things
“Want to tell me what’s going on, Sasha?”
Taking a deep breath she eased it out. “You know I love you, Mum, right?”
She nodded.
“I should have told you days ago. I should have said something when you spoke to me.” Sasha went to her mum and moved things and sat next to her. “I’m moving in with Savron.”
Her mother looked like she could be knocked over with a feather. “Savron, as in Britney’s brother?”
“Yes. I’ve been seeing him, and—”
“I think it’s a little early to be moving in with him.”
Sasha felt like that, but with her busy schedule and what she’d learned she knew it was a good way to get to know each other quicker. “It’s just a trial at the moment. With school and dancing it will give us time to spend together without me having to give anything up. Look, if it doesn’t work out I can always move back.”
Her mother sat quiet for a while studying her, and Sasha started to worry.
“You’ve never been one for rash decisions, and for you to be willing to do this you must really like him. I want to say no, but you’re eighteen now, and I can’t stop you. Just promise me you’ll come home if you don’t like it or something happens you’re uncomfortable with.” Her mum pulled her to her into a big hug. “I love you so much. I also want to talk to Savron before you move. “
She nodded against her mum’s shoulder.
****
The next day at school she grabbed Britney and yanked her to the side. “Cancel what you had planned for next Saturday night.”
“I can’t, Sasha. Didn’t you have your dancing competition anyway?”
“Yes. That’s why I need you to cancel.”
“I’ve seen the routine, and I’ll see it if you get further in the comp, which I know you will. Plus I’ve had a date with Cullen booked for weeks.”
The bell rang, and Britney walked towards class, but Sasha tugged on her arm to get her back.
Sasha bit her lip reluctant to tell Britney. “You’ve seen two of my dancing routines, not my feature, and guess what? I just learned next Saturday is going to be filmed.”
Britney smiled. “Cool. You’ll be on TV.”
Sasha let go of Britney and bit her nails. “I need you to keep Savron away.”
“Is he going to come and watch?”
“I don’t know, but let’s just say if he didn’t like the outfit I wore on my birthday he’ll hate my feature costume, although he’ll probably hate the routine more. I’d hate to have to explain to my dance partner, who I have no feelings for other than friends, that my jealous mate, boyfriend, doesn’t like the routine that we’ve been practicing and perfecting for months so we have to change. It’s too late to change the routine and be ready for the competition.”
“Fine, but you owe me.”
She nodded, and Britney dragged her to their first class.
Chapter Six
Savron waited by his car. He felt it better to let Sasha come to him. He was on a thin thread. His lion wanted their mate; Savron did, too. He couldn’t sleep without her, and he needed to touch her, hear her voice.
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p; The bell rang, and he debated if he should get back in his car but Sasha shocked him when she came out with her friends whom he’d met the other day and walked straight to him leaning up on her tip-toes and kissed him. Her arms came around his neck, and her tongue sought entry. He opened his mouth and met hers. His hands came down cupping her arse, and he ground her against him.
“Oh gross, I’m not helping you move in, Sasha, if you guys are making out all the time.”
Sasha pulled away, and he ignored his sister. “Hey, gorgeous.” He brushed his lips against hers. “Did I hear Brit right? You’re moving in?”
Sasha looked up at him with lust-filled eyes, and he groaned, and his erection pulsed in his suit pants.
“Yeah, I said I’d give this mate thing a chance. But you have to stop with the jealousy and trust me.”
He fought his lion not to break free and roar his triumph at finally having her with him. “I trust you. It’s just everyone else I don’t trust.”
Sasha chuckled. “Come on. My mum wanted to have a chat with you before I move in.”
He groaned and opened her door helping her into his truck. He turned to see his sister grinning.
“I knew there was a reason I agreed to help.” Britney rubbed her hands together, and he heard her give a wicked laugh.
Fifteen minutes later Sasha’s mum came out of the house as he pulled up. As they got out Sasha whispered, “Good luck.”
She went in with Britney while he went to Sasha’s mother, who stood just off the side to the front door.
“Want to tell me why you so desperately need my daughter to move in with you?”
Running his fingers through his hair he debated what he should tell her. “I need her. I’d marry her right now if I knew she’d say yes. I like how she makes me feels. I like talking to her. I knew from the first time I saw her she was the one. I know this sounds sappy and like I’m talking shit, but it’s the truth.”
Sasha’s mother eyed him for a while. “I’m not ready to be a grandma.”
He felt his checks heat, and he nodded. “Argh, okay.”
She patted his back and turned to go into the house. “Hurt her and you’ll have to learn to sleep with your eyes open.” With that she walked into the house.
Savron stood looking at the door wondering what the hell had just happened.
Britney came out with a box. “What the hell are you standing around for? Come and help.”
Squaring his shoulders he walked into the house and found his mate in a yellow room with a couple of boxes.
“I found these from when we moved in here. Why don’t you chuck everything from the drawers into those two?” Sasha pointed to two boxes that sat in front of a wooden tallboy
Opening the drawers he emptied the contents into the boxes. When he got to the top he paused at the contents, lacy pink, black, blue, and purple underwear. He reached in and pulled out a matching pink and black set. He looked around to see no Britney.
Grabbing Sasha by the waist he held her set up and whispered in her ear, “Want to wear these for me?”
She turned in his arms and yanked the set out of his hands. “Only if you’re a good boy.”
He groaned as she stuffed the garment in her jumper pocket and turned back to finishing packing. Mumbling about cruel women he finished packing and did up both boxes and carried them to the door.
Sasha’s mother stopped him, eyeing him. “Do you need help carrying those two boxes?”
Fuck. He carried the two boxes, which would be heavy for humans, like they weighed no more than a feather. “Ah, no. There’s not much in these. I think Sasha is almost done.”
Her eyes narrowed, but she shooed him away.
They arrived back at his home late. Sasha’s mother had asked them to stay for dinner, and Britney, enjoying his discomfort, had jumped at the chance. So he’d sat through dinner and twenty questions. What did he do for a job? Was he planning on being a manager of the nightclubs for the rest of his life? Did he own his house? Did he own his car? Was he happy for Sasha to continue her dancing? And so on all night.
Dropping his sister off home now all he wanted to do was snuggle with his mate, but he had to help her unpack.
“Thanks for answering all my mum’s questions.” Sasha kissed him as he walked by with another box putting it on her side of the walk-in wardrobe. Her arms came around his waist, and she hugged him tight.
Savron pulled away and breathed in her desert rose scent.
I’d do anything for this woman, he thought. “That’s okay. Her daughter is moving in with a man she hardly knows anything about. I thought it was the least I could do to answer her questions.”
“I think I can unpack the rest tomorrow.”
Finally, he thought. He picked her up and practically ran to the bed. He placed her in the middle, and she giggled.
“Had enough had you?”
Stripping down to his boxers he crawled up the bed and hovered over her nuzzling her neck. “Hell, yes. I’ve been dying since you kissed me to do this.” He nipped at her neck and eased his hands under her jumper and shirt pulling it up. She sat up for a moment, and he pulled the clothes off letting them fall to the floor. He groaned at the sight before him. “When did you get changed into this?”
Sasha grinned wickedly up at him. “When I came home from dancing. I put them on after my shower.”
His finger inched down her stomach, and he eased her pants down to reveal the matching panties. “Gorgeous, you’re killing me.” He pulled her pants off and chucked them with her shirt and jumper.
Trailing feather-light kisses over her legs as he made his way up her body, he paused when he reached her panty-covered pussy. He looked up to see her head back against the pillow and her eyes closed.
“Don’t stop.”
Sliding the panties down, he purred at the sight before him, his first good look at his mate’s pussy. She waxed. She had no hair and was smooth, no stubble. Eager to taste her cream, he snaked his tongue out and licked her pussy.
Sasha moaned, and he glanced up to see her grip the sheets. He went back seeking his cream. He stroked her with his tongue, separating the petals of her pussy. He added a finger and sucked her nub into his mouth, and she screamed. He bit down lightly and pulled her into his mouth as he pumped his finger faster.
She thrashed against him begging for more. He added another finger and dug his tongue in deep. Sasha came apart, her cream gushing down. He lapped at her and savored her sweet taste. When she lay still he crept up her body kissing every inch of her. Savron reached her breasts and pulled the bra down so it pushed her tits up as an offering. Pulling one succulent nipple into his mouth he thrust his fingers in and out of her pussy, careful of her maidenhead. He rubbed his covered cock over her.
Sasha’s eyes opened, and she stared down at him. “What can I do to help you come?”
“Touch me.” He moved her hands to his chest. Her hands glided over his chest and down his stomach. Her hands slipped into his boxers, and he growled as one of her hands came around his dick. Fuck, this was a bad idea. He lifted his head from her breast and watched as studied him.
“Take your boxers off. I want to see you.”
He sat up, and she followed as Savron took his boxers off. Sasha moved to him, and her hands smoothed over his chest.
“Can I try something?”
He nodded, and his breath caught as she leaned down and blew on his cock before she took it into her mouth. This time he gripped the bed. “Gorgeous, I’ll come if you keep that up.”
She moaned around his dick, and the vibrations almost had him coming. He closed his eyes and thought of anything he could to stop himself from blowing his load. When it didn’t work he opened his eyes and swore. “You have to stop. I’m about to come.” He groaned in a guttural moan.
She let go of his cock with a pop and gave him an impish smile as she undid her bra and flung it to the floor. Savron watched her as Sasha placed his dick between her cupped tits and sl
id them up and down his cock over and over.
“Oh fuck.” He couldn’t hold back any longer. He came on a yell. “Sassshhaa.” He looked at his mate with the tops of her breast covered in his cum and shook his head. “That was so hot. You’re going to be the death of me.”
Savron pulled her off the bed and walked to the shower. He started running it and placed Sasha, who’d followed behind him in, and then he joined her helping her clean herself. When they were all clean he got out of the shower, turning it off, and they dried each other. Going to bed he got into it, and she followed and snuggled up to him.
“Thank you.”
Savron kissed her head. “I have no idea why you’re thanking me. I should be thanking you.”
She looked up, her hands resting on his chest. “Thank you for letting me keep my promise to myself. You could have taken me before. I know I would have let you, but you didn’t, and that’s the second time you’ve done that.”
He squeezed her tighter to him. “I want you to want it. Not because I coerced you into it. I think we’ll need to have a talk soon, though, about it. What’s going to happen if we are like that and forget to use something?”
“I’m on the pill. It helps regulate my monthly friend. So if you’re clean and I’m ready…” She trailed off.
He closed his eyes and at least felt good knowing if anything did happen they would be covered. “Go to sleep. You have school tomorrow.”
She sighed and rested her head back on his shoulder. He listened as she drifted off to sleep letting himself follow.
Chapter Seven
Sasha sat on the floor with her homework spread out before her. Savron was due home any minute, and she’d stayed up to see him and fall asleep in his arms in bed. This week she’d grown used to sleeping in his warm embrace.
She fought to keep her eyes open as another hour passed. Jason, her dance partner, had dropped her off a couple of hours ago, and she’d been trying to finish her assignment as this weekend she wanted to have some time with Savron because the following weekend would be busy with the dance competition.