When We Were Mates (Demetra and Emris) novel Chapter 98

Chapter 98

Demetra Covenant.

Emris’s body is hard.

Athlete hard…like he’s got a soccer jersey hidden underneath. I forgot I was insulting him because I can feel his zipper on my knee now. And it’s not the damn zipper…

Instead, it’s how high and mighty his jewel has risen beneath those baggy pants.

That’s…

Then his damn voice from yesterday comes flooding back into my mind at the worst possible time. “I know you like a good solid whatever.”

I stop looking at him. I also stop daydreaming about his solid-

I can hear our kids giggling. Their father is right here in my arms while I’m in my most not–dressed state. I just threw on a quick dress because I was sure bubbles would get on me while I bathed the kids. But even a blind person wouldn’t miss how Emris was looking at me.

Did he not know I could see his reflection in the mirror?

Of course, he didn’t know. No else to explain how he could have just stood there, gazing until Milo called him. Was he admiring me? With my hair a bit tangled and in something every mother in the world probably

owns?

“Get off me.” I grit.

Then I feel water start shooting straight at my head.

“Ah-”

I raise my hand a bit and find both kids shooting water guns at us. Milo has a blue one. Amira has a pink one and they’re both giggling like little demons.

“Stop… stop them!” I hit his chest to wake him up because I don’t know why Emris is busy staring at me so much instead of covering me from it.

He blinks. Then he uses himself as a shield, his broad back turning to the kids while I lay on the bed, unable to move because he’s resting half his weight on my clothes. Finally, the kids stop and run out of the room, shrieking with laughter.

I pull myself up immediately, ready to go get both of them! But again” Emris is resting his giant, big muscle on the belly part of my dress. And because of how fast I try to get up, forgetting it’s literally a backless, loose dress I’m wearing, the side that doesn’t have much fabric literally skips past my breast.

And that’s it.

I watch my own boobs jut out into the open air.

And it’s not only me that’s looking-

“GET off my dress-” I say, trying to fix it back, but it’s so bloody tangled that I feel like I’m fighting for my life as Emris shifts his bodybuilder weight away from me.

“Wait… it’s- from where-” Emris brings his mighty hand forward.

The one that can encompass my whole breast.

And I don’t care what he wants to do. I’d rather him not touch me!

“Get your hands off me!”

“I’m fucking trying to help-”

“Close your EYES!” I say, pulling at the thin rope on my neck that makes this dress backless. But it’s suffocating me all the same, and my hands are nervous and sweaty and completely useless-

“Let me―”

I slap Emris’s hands off me again, ready to run out of here as soon as I escape this. I should have never worn this knowing someone like Emris was present in the pack house.

“Kids? Now, do your parents know you’re running off with water guns?”

I freeze.

I know that voice. It sounds like Silver. Emris’s brother.

I’m unable to think at the impending doom. Emris brings me back to the bed in one thud. His hand goes over my nipples… and he uses a pinch of his strength to straighten the fabric so that I’m covered. I watch the way his eyes treat it with urgency and possessiveness all at the same time. His hand remains there, staring at me gazingly after he’s fixed it.

“Oh shit. Looks like your parents are busy, kids. Let’s leave them.”

I hear Silver say, walking out with the kids after seeing us like that on the bed.

Now it’s just us staring at each other and I can hear how fast Emris‘ heart is going. Fast from what part of him? Having his hand on me or his brother almost seeing me?

Whichever one it is… he’s going to interview my father today. And for all my life that I’ve known Emris, has hated Alpha Ronin.

I’m scared.

I’m scared that him being in a close space with my father would lead to something irreversible. This is the reason I’m his Luna, isn’t it? To try to calm his anger. To be the thing he sees before he destroys an entire pack because of his rage. And now I have his heart skipping for so many reasons I can’t even count them.

The interview will start soon.

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Tiffany texted me this morning about it, so I knew I needed to get ready. I wasn’t sure I would even see him at any point today, but I also wasn’t sure how I wanted to talk to him about it.

But now that I have his full attention… maybe I don’t need to talk. I’m his weakness. So if I made his mood even slightly better, it would favor…

“Emris?” I say.

My wolf cooperates with me, making my voice come out with the most damsel tone to impress my mate. It makes Emris lean closer and stare at me more.

“I-“I say when his ear is closer.

I hover my lips over his ear. Then I drift to his lips.

“I… hate us fighting.” I whisper. And then I kiss him. Feverishly.

I just let my lips graze his–softly and I wait to see if he’ll resist.

Emris doesn’t.

I shut my eyes, and in one second I have his wicked, stubborn mouth. Emris groans into me like he couldn’t care less why we’re fighting.

I open my mouth wider and hold his face in my hands to kiss him again.

I open wider and grab his face, holding him there so I can kiss him deeper. I want his tongue on mine. I get it. Shoved inside my mouth.

I want it on my teeth. I get it. That’s exactly what he gives me and I take it back just as filthy.

His weight rests against mine, and very quickly, hooks my leg around his waist. We’re both damp from the water the kids sprayed us.

Emris‘ mouth sucks my lip raw, bites down until I gasp, doing that thing with his canines. The one where he doesn’t bite but drags the tips across my pulse like he’s deciding where to sink in first.

He repositions himself, grinding his hips forward until I can feel his groin against my belly.

“Come here!” he growls.

He pushes himself closer, and I arch slightly at the feel.

Now the lines have blurred for me all the same. Because I’m curious. I’m curious about what my knee felt. So I slip my hands into where his jewel lives.