Xo Novel
Chapter 117
117
Avery's pov
I giggled on his lips, my heart clenching with the love I have for him. "Are you proposing to me right now?" I joked and he cupped my face, kissing me softly.
He smiled. "Yes. Bearing my mark is like a marriage for us wolves. It's only fair that we seal it the human way too."
For the moment, the current situation seem to fade as we breathed in each other's essence. I pulled away slightly to look down at him. He gently pulls me closer, yet doesn't kiss me. Our lips part, breath mingling together.
His eyes search mine for any hint of hesitation. "Are you sure about this V?" he questioned and I nod quickly.
"I have never been more sure in my life." I murmured, brushing my thumb over his jawline. His eyes, the flecks begin to paint red little by little. I feel no fear. No hesitation. I am more sure of this than anything else.
We were destined for a reason and I didn't care that he was a wolf, or that our baby also share the gene. I love him. I love our baby and nothing in this world will scare me away from them. Not even death that loomed and taunted me over my head.
The price for loving him.
I'd pay it over and over again.
His eyes teared up and he nod, cupping my face and bringing it closer so his lips can gently take mine into a sweet soft kiss. I moaned, lost in the feeling of his touch and the overwhelming rush of emotions coursing through me.
His hand cradle my face with a gentleness that made me melt into his touch and love. And then he rise, surprising me that he still had strength in him. I pull back. "What are you doing?" I asked worriedly as his arm circle around my waist and he rises into a sitting position. Our breaths mingle and I rest my forehead against his.
"I won't make love to you on bloody sheets," he grumble, playfully nipping my lower lip.Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.
I giggle playfully from his nip and run my fingers through his soft hair and then grow serious. " Then where?"
He doesn't respond verbally, only shows me when he forces to stand on his feet, groaning as he lifts me up in his arms. I gasp, wrapping my arms around his neck. " Xade! You're still weak, you should not be holding me."
His fingers gripped my ass, hoisting me up higher until I am forced to wrap my legs around his waist. " Xade," I breathed out, concern swirling through me as I press my forehead against his, feeling his heartbeat beating strong against mine as my chest press to his. " You shouldn't strain yourself."
"I am fine," He murmurs and begin to move, I gripped him harder, terrified that he throw us both down. He led us to the sofa overlooking the the city through the huge wall glass. He sat down and I straddle him.
"I'm sorry I can't find a better spot for you," he apologized, leaning back against the sofa, his hand now running up my back, sending shivers running down my spine.
"It's perfect." My heart warmed. Even in the position he was in, he still put me first.
I studied his face, the lines of worry, tiredness, pain etched on his features, growing my worry even more. I place my hand on his chest, just over his heart where I can feel it beat under my touch.
"Will you be able to..." I drawled off, my eyes flickering down to his bulging tent under me. Even in this state he got hard, which was a good thing considering we need to sleep together to fully entwine.
His eyes twinkle and he tilt his head, a curve of a smile playing on his lips. Are you afraid I won't be able to fuck you good enough?" he teased, hands going down to my ass and squeezing them.