The Prince’s Unwilling mate by Mutya the Author novel Chapter 2

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Even with Cynthia trying to act up, with bits of Ayla’s sad past being brought up. Tonight has been a dream and the reason for that is her. The mate I still can’t believe I am blessed with. The mate who called me perfect tonight. Who is excited to not just be my mate but my wife too.

As the night went on though the heat got more and more prominent though. I could smell her arousal and I was sure she could smell mine. I tried to not touch her too much because every slight touch would make the symptoms worse. On the other hand, I was practically unable to keep my hands to myself. It is not the same for male wolves, but the heat. affects us too. I saw the unmated male wolves stare at Ayla in awe. The pheromones she was realizing now drove them mad. Leaving Corian and me on edge in return, wanting to protect what was ours. What is ours! Parties like this usually go on until the sun rises again, but neither of us can wait that long. So after thanking the crowd, pretending we were just tired when everyone knows what is actually going on we make our way to our personal chambers.

I place a hand on the small of her back because I love leading her with me like this. And it is a fairly innocent touch over her clothes. Still, I can feel her shiver with want, arousal spiking even more. I struggle not to push her into the quiet hallway here, and just make her come this once. To just drop to my knees, get under the wide ruffled skirt of her dress, and taste just how much she wants me. I know Ayla has gone far enough to let me. Nobody ever really uses this hallway. And if they would, they would notice what was happening and give us our privacy.

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We would not be the first couple in heat that doesn’t make it back to their home without a little taster somewhere along the way. Not us though, because I want to make this special for Ayla I failed to make the night I marked her special enough.

I know she said it doesn’t matter to her, that just marking each other was a dream come through. She said she would never want to change anything about that night. I know she means it and I love her for it. For me though it is not enough I’need to make Ayla feel just how much I love her. Just how happy I am for her to be my mate. That is why I tell her to take an ice–cold shower. The split second of confusion and hurt, followed by a slight pout as she goes to shower. Almost makes me want to run after her to make love to her in the shower. She must have noticed how tight my slacks are now. All because of her.

But she needs the shower to come to a little bit. The cold should help her get out of that lust–filled daze enough to not be so dizzy anymore. If gives me the time to prepare the room. Just as I asked Gerald there are two dozen red roses waiting for us in the bedroom. I make quick work of pulling the petals off a few of them and sprinkling them down on the bed. Placing the vase with the others on her nightstand. Just as I light the last candle I hear her.

“Baby, what are we waiting for I am so hot” I turn to her wanting to tell her why I needed her to wait for me.

But as I do she lets her silk robe fall off her shoulders draping to the floor. Revealing her perfect body inch by inch. Now it is me who is unable to say or do anything. As I stride over to her desperate to feel her,

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