Chapter 0055
"I know you don't want to hear this, but Julian is doing alright." Isabella murmured around her spoon.
"You've spoken to him?"
She shook her head. "He called me."
"I know you miss him Isabella, but you understand my reasons, don't you?"
"Of course. The more I think about it, the more surprised I am that you waited this long. You did what was necessary."
My gaze shifted to my mate. She had turned away from me, her hair tied up. Her scent was subtly changing, beads of sweat forming on her neck. I watched her jam the spoon into the ice cream tub and quickly into her mouth, as if that would solve everything.
'Her heat is starting.' Titan murmured.
'She's resisting it.' I observed, watching her take another frantic bite.
My sister's eyes suddenly widened as she recognized Athena's changing scent. "I should go." She dropped her spoon in the sink and hurried from the kitchen.
"Are you alright?" I smiled at my mate as I took Isabella's vacant seat.
"Yep." Her voice came out higher than usual.
"I am your mate. If you need satisfaction, I'm more than willing to help." When her full heat hit, I wouldn't be able to control myself around her either.
"Is this...my heat?" She whispered, pulling at her t-shirt collar.
"Yes." I turned her chair to face me, locking my knees on either side of hers, forcing her thighs together. "You're in the early stages. It will intensify. Fighting it will only..."
"I know. I just..."
She didn't know how to tell me she wanted to be taken.
In one swift motion, I pulled her from the chair onto my lap. She gasped as her chest pressed against mine. Her heart raced wildly beneath my touch. Her legs dangled on either side of mine, barely reaching the floor as I gripped her hips.
"Here?" She whispered as I pulled her t-shirt over her head.
"It's my house."
Her skin flushed, more sweat beading on her brow. Her blue eyes locked with mine as I took a nipple between my teeth. I loved that she rarely wore bras.
As she shifted on my lap, she could feel my hardening length beneath her.
I dragged my teeth over her nipple. She released a low moan and pushed her hips down, squeezing her thighs against mine.
She pulled my face to hers. Her lips met mine with desperate hunger, a deep need I'd never experienced with anyone else.
Lifting her slightly, I ripped her jeans from her body. A fresh wave of her arousal filled the room. My cock strained against my jeans, desperate to be free, to fill her tight wetness.
Pulling her damp panties aside, I slid a finger inside her. She groaned against my lips.
"More." she whispered.
I was happy to oblige. Her mouth fell open as I added a second finger. Her back arched, and my cock throbbed with need.
I quickly moved her onto the table, pulling her panties off and freeing myself. I pressed against her entrance.
"Is this what you want?" I mused, pushing the tip inside.
"Yes." she gasped, trying to pull me closer.
"Turn around."
She looked confused but slowly turned, leaning over the table. Reaching around to cup her, I spread her open and slid into her from behind. She moaned deeply as I held her tight, letting her adjust.
Her hands gripped the table's edge as I thrust deep. Her moans made my cock spasm. Her muscles clenched around me, tightening with every movement.
I could hear her thoughts. I knew exactly what she needed as I drove into her harder. She wanted more, and I knew this was just the beginning of her heat.