Chapter 20

[Amelia POV]
I knew telling Owen I was ready to complete the mating bond meant there was no going back. As confused as I was half the time, one thing I did know by now thanks to Anya, Owen was my soulmate and an Alpha. If I was going to show the pack that I belong with them and I would fight for them, I had to accept Owen completely. As strange as it was I loved Owen, and I never wanted to be with someone else, so why not give Owen this special thing. I had always been so scared about my fist time, worried that the guy I finally decided to be with would think me strange for being well inexperienced. I mean maybe I had not planned on waiting this long, but boys weren’t exactly lining up back home to date me.
I had always figured I was ugly, but Anya explained that werewolves had natural beauty that jerk human men are too stuck up to see. Maybe if I had worn more makeup or cuter clothes, but I didn’t really want guys fawning over me anyway. I only liked when Owen gave me such attention, because it felt genuine and not some line to get me to hook up. I sat beside Owen’s wolf and rested against him and looked up at the sky from where we sat together. It was beautiful here and seemed so far away from the rest of the world. I guess that is kind of the idea of hiding the pack property here.
“Samuel, I should tell you. I um…have never mated before.” I admit suddenly.
I didn’t want to keep this from him and disappoint him if maybe I am not comfortable with things at first.
I heard a grumble underneath my back as Samuel let out a huff. I didn’t understand wolf, but he started waging his tail and I seemed to have his full attention. He nuzzled in my neck and licked my face. My guess was that he was happy I had never been with another guy in that way. He started standing up and walking back toward the house. The sun had started too set by now and it would be night soon, I guess this was really happening. Owen’s wolf ran behind a tree and shifted back into human form and stepped out. I tried not to react but seeing a shirtless Owen was unexpected and I may have gawked a little. I thought he had looked like a model fully dressed but underneath was just as impressive.
I blushed uncontrollably and turned away as soon as I realized I had been staring way too long and Owen gave me a mischievous smirk. He defiantly did this on purpose! I turned around and walked quickly inside, there was no way I could go through with this! We had a quick dinner of pasta and bread and relaxed on the couch watching a movie. I had hoped Owen had noticed my nervous fidgeting since dinner started, but when he tried moving closer to me during the movie I am pretty sure it was hard to ignore.
“Amelia? You ok?” He asks me sweetly.
I felt awful for acting so weird, but he was acting so normal and I knew tonight was going to change things. How can he be so calm? I mean I guess guys are more calm about these things, right? I mean I didn’t expect him to have waited all this time like I had. He is an adult, I was sure he had been with other woman before, but now that I thought about it….how many other woman had he been with?
“You have seemed tense since we came in for dinner. Are you ok?” he asks again.
I just don’t know how to answer him, because now I am not just nervous but upset thinking about all the other girls he has been with before me.
“It’s nothing.” I say not meaning for it to come out as snappy as it did.
He turned on the couch to face me.
“Please love, something is bothering you. You know you can tell-“ I interrupt him
“Have you been with other woman before me?” I ask him straight out and covering my mouth when I realized I had just blurted that out. “Sorry, that just slipped out. It’s none of my business! I mean of course you have, that’s normal! So yeah you don’t have to answer that, it was dumb.”
I turn back to watching the TV, but Owen remained facing me. He reaches for the remote and turns the TV off, and I let out defeated sigh and drop my head. I have messed up big time.
“Amelia, please look at me.” He says firmly but not in a scary way.
I turn my head slightly and look at him. “I promise I will never lie to you, so yes I had dated someone before I met you. We broke up a year ago and I have not been with anyone since. That relationship didn’t make me happy, and I did not want to be with anyone else who wasn’t my mate after that. I promise that is all there was before you, and I am happier now than I ever was then.” He says with a soft smile.
Man he is really good with words! I hated feeling jealous, but hearing his words eased my mind a lot.
“Ok. Sorry. I don’t know where that came from, I swear I am not usually like that.” I explain.
“I have a feeling Anaya was feeling a bit jealous as well which amplified the feeling. Wolfs tend to be more possessive of their mates, which can make for some occasional jealous moments. It’s normal don’t worry, and I am sorry if you ever witness my jealous side.” He says with a laugh.
I smile at the thought about Owen being jealous, and thought it was kind of sweet actually.
“I know completing the mating bond has been making you feel uneasy, and I know you agreed to it but i won’t do anything you are not ready for. It will be best for you to be sure, so the process is less painful.” Owens says.
I know he wants me to tell him that I changed my mind, but the truth was that I didn’t want to wait. This was what I wanted, I wanted to be with him in every way no matter how nervous I was. He watches me waiting for me to reject him, but instead I move closer to him and softly touch the side of his face.
“I haven’t changed my mind.” I say softly.
‘Anaya, I may get nervous here so help me out a little huh?’ I beg Anaya to share some of her confidence and I lean in and kiss him softly.
He stills under the action but soon cautiously moves his hand to my waist and starts kissing me back. I move closer basically climbing into his lap and he wraps his arms completely around me. At this point I am sure Anaya has taken over and I was watching everything go on mortified by my forwardness, but he is stunning and impossible to resist now. The tingling feeling I get from his touch sends chills down my neck and I can’t pull myself away, and I don’t want to. Our kiss gets more passionate and I am now completely in his lap and I can feel him reacting to our position. He groans when I pull away for a breath and he pouts at the loss of our closeness, which only makes me giggle at his cuteness.
“I don’t think I can hold back if you keep sitting in this position Amelia!” He whines.
“I don’t want you to hold back, but I still need to breath Owen.” I say teasingly.
He laughs and pulls me by the back of the neck and kisses me hard. I had never could imagine a kiss could make me feel so many things, and I loved it!
“Let’s go upstairs.” I say in a whispered tone.
This earns another groan from him and he picks me up by the thighs and starts up the stairs to our room. He kicks the door open and walks over to the bed and sets me down gently. He steps back from me and removes his shirt, and the moonlight danced along all his well-defined muscles. He moves toward me kissing me again deeply and climbing onto the bed until he is on top of me. I can feel the heat coming from him as he becomes more aroused by our position. I hesitate for a moment before running my hand down his bare back, which causes him to shutter a little. Did my touch do that? I remove my hand and instead run it down his toned arm, and the same thing happened.
Everywhere I touched him made him shutter under my touch and it also caused him to kiss me harder and with more hunger. He moves his hand from my waist and slowly lifts the hem of my shirt barely touching the skin underneath. He keeps kissing me passionately, but his hands move slowly along the skin of my stomach pushing my shirt further up until finally he pulls it over my head. Laying there more exposed than I am used to, I try to cover myself, but he pulls my hands away.
“You never have to hide from me. You are beautiful in every way.” He says in breathy tone near my ear.
“Ok.” I reply softly before he brings our lips together again.
“Are you ready?” he asks interrupting our kiss.
“Yes I am ready!” I say confidently.
That was confirmation enough for him as I saw his eyes shift to black and he was kissing me fiercely and removing the last bits of clothing between us.