CEO's Runaway Mate and Her Cubs

Their kiss was interrupted by knocking on the door. Room delivery was ready, and, at that moment, Nate hated his idea of asking them to bring food.

He still wanted to feed his mate the best bites, make sure she had all she desired and felt warm. But he also didn't want to interrupt their kiss.

However, since he had made that choice before, he had to. He split from her and caressed her face before turning to the door. He went to open and made the waiter leave the chart next to the door.

Meanwhile, Lara walked in the room aimlessly, an annoying void filling her stomach. She felt like a kid who had been denied her slice of cake at the last moment, after she had had the chance to admire it from nearby. Yet, she had to be patient.

She glanced at that man again, appraising his looks for the umpteenth time. How could she even attract the attention of someone so outstanding?

She furrowed her brows, realising she was in a luxurious hotel, next to a man wearing an expensive suit. Was he the son of someone important? Was he a businessman on his own? Yet, he was so young!

Who knows what her mother would say about that... Lara herself couldn't understand what was happening, though. Was she so superficial? Just his looks and a car?

Or was the way he looked at her, like she was special?

Whatever the case, they were on even ground. They both couldn't fight against their wishes. At that realisation, she relaxed. If he could look at her like that, so warmly, she was in no danger.

As for the rest, she couldn't find any energy to care. Most of her brain was occupied by his presence.
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«Are you hungry?» he inquired.

She shook her head and, then, after understanding she was being too silent, she opened her mouth to talk.

«No, thanks. I'm fine.»

«We can leave this for later, then.»

«Sure, for later,» she agreed. Something deep down told her she would be hungry. Later. Later, after what?

«Is it warm enough here? You were freezing before,» he continued, showing his worries and making her smirk.

She didn't need any drink or food, not even clothes, if he took care of her. His worries made her feel warm without any need for an extra jacket. It was so new that she chuckled, amused by the way her heartbeat reacted to his words.

«It's perfect here.»

She had even taken her shoes off, as if she was in her own room! She was relaxed, deaf to any danger alarm. And she seemed happy, or maybe just excited by that new appearance in her life.

She knew something had changed that day. But she couldn't know what.

When he walked back to her, she caught his shirt again. She dragged him closer, and Nate followed without any hint of resistance.

Her arms surrounded his neck, and she offered her lips for yet another kiss. They stepped towards the bed, little by little.

When they were close enough, Nate picked her up and let her lie on the mattress, slow and careful. He moved a lock of hair away from her forehead, observing her face with utter attention. He smiled when she pressed her hands on his chest, moving her head up to return kissing. His fingers trailed down her side, reaching her waist and her back.

He pressed his open palm, waiting for any trace of reluctance.

But she didn't seem any reluctant. The Black Moon was at its peak, and his soul had been in pain until he had seen her. Had the Moon Goddess finally turned her eyes on him?

He had found his mate! All the other problems could wait a little longer. That night, he was busy.

He could hear his phone ringing a few steps from them. His mate's human ears couldn't catch the vibration, so he ignored it. Whatever the case, they could wait for tomorrow. The company could wait; the pack could wait. His mate had priority.

He found the zipper of her dress, and he pulled. He stopped kissing and observed her face once again. She didn't say anything at all, abandoned in his arms with no worries.

He caressed down her back, keeping his fingers light and careful. He wrapped his hand around her knee, registering how cold her skin felt. Or maybe he was feeling hot?

He pushed her knee up, letting her lock her leg around his side. His nose caught her scent, both her sweet natural one and the spicy aroma of lust. She was liking that kiss, his clumsy caresses... Even the wide smile he had after realising her emotions.

She looked back at him, blushing. Somehow, she had the impression he knew everything about her, as if he could read her mind or, even worse - her heart and body.

She blinked, feeling lost for a moment only. But then, her body took charge, and she pulled him in. She didn't let him go and lifted her other leg too, sighing at the firm body against hers.

He was so warm that his hands left a trace on her body. His lips were as soft as clouds, and his blue eyes were fixed on her - as if he didn't want to miss any detail or action of hers.

Her dress was peeled off without her noticing, and his hair was messy because she would pass her hands through it before focusing on his chest and shoulders, on his firm back.

They had no words for each other, but they body told everything. They spent the whole night on that bed, rolling from side to side and kissing until their lungs hurt. There was no space for rest or thoughts.

Something was magical about their encounter, and time wasn't flowing like its usual. They had found their second halves, and they could finally feel - for the first time - whole.