Chapter 21
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I knew I wasn't pretty or sexy, but I didn't care. Seth still wanted to fuck me every opportunity he got, so he must have liked how I looked. I was never that confident before, but suddenly I knew that it didn't matter – because my mate was willing to do anything to make me scream his name.
I gave myself a once over in the bathroom mirror, my wet curls down my back as I wrapped a towel around my body. I stared at myself for a few moments before heading into the bedroom and grabbing my phone. I instantly dialled Shawna; I needed a female opinion.
"Hey girl. Are you alright?" she asked in a happy squeal.
"Yeah Shaw, I'm fine. I need some advice" I replied, before pausing. "Some girl advice" I clarified.
"Oh, of course. Did you and the Alpha make up?"
"Yeah we made up this afternoon. And because of that I want to...you know...have a good night if you get my drift". I shuffled awkwardly before sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Oh you want to have makeup sex" she giggled and I groaned. "I can't say I'll be much help, being mate-less and a virgin and all. But I think I can try. It seems pretty simple to me".
"It does?"
"You already know that the Alpha wants to mate you. So all you have to do is set the mood. Dinner, wine and sexy underwear should do it".
"You are literally like my fairy godmother. I feel like I don't know anything about men or relationships" I sighed. "So, I'll cook some food and open a bottle of wine – that's all fine. But sexy underwear? I don't own any of that and even if I did, I don't have anything nice to put over it".
"Alright then, don't wear any underwear" Shawna replied.
"Commando!" I exclaimed.
"Yeah, come on it's not like he hasn't seen you naked before" she giggled. I nodded in agreement, even though she couldn't see me. "Wear one of his shirts. Guys love it when girls wear their shirts and then nothing else".
"They do?"
She paused, "well the movies make them seem like they do. In all those romance movies the girls always puts on the guys shirts and then the guy instantly falls in love with them".
I laughed softly, "that sounds dumb. But I haven't got any other advice, so I'll go with that".
Shawna and I chatted for a few more minutes, before we hung up and I thanked her for all her advice. Despite the fact she also had never had a boyfriend, or sex, as she was waiting for her mate – she was more in touch with her feminine side and seemed to know more about love and relationship than I did. So I was grateful for her.
I looked through Seth's closet before settling on a baby blue front button shirt. I pulled it on, letting it fall to my thighs, feeling the gentle silk against my skin and against my nipples. I bit my bottom lip in excitement for the evening ahead. I left my hair down before heading downstairs.
Dean was in the living room playing on Seth's Xbox as I walked in. He looked up at me before glancing away. "Christ, mind putting some clothes on" he grumbled.
"Yes, I do mind. I'm waiting for Seth to get home" I replied, walking past him and to the kitchen.
"Ew. I don't want to know what you two have planned tonight". He made a face that I saw, before he was blocked out of sight as I reached the kitchen stove. I instantly began cooking as I thought over the night ahead with Seth.
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Some people may have called me a slut, or other names, for how willingly I gave myself to Seth, but I didn't care. I liked Seth and I wanted to have sex with Seth – so why shouldn't I? We were mates and maybe I didn't know much about Seth, nor him me, but it didn't matter. Why shouldn't I be having sex with a man just because he was older than me, or because we didn't love each other? I loved sex, so I would have it.
"Seth's on his way home" Dean shouted to me, as I was finishing cooking. "I'm going to head out. What time do you need me tomorrow?"
"I'm not meeting Shawna until two, but I want to go see the Pack doctor in the morning. So about ten" I called back, as I fried plantain pancakes.
"Alright. Have fun with whatever kinky plans you and Seth have tonight".
"I will" I laughed, before I heard the front door shut. I went to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of wine and set it on the table. I then began finishing off the food, and about five minutes later the front door opened.
"Freckles, I'm home" Seth called and I giggled slightly.
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