Chapter 37

Aemon's POV.
"If I heard you correctly, of course, it could be that I'm overthinking it." I hastily added, my voice a little toned down from the strain.
Heather's song was better than any other song she had sung before. When I listened to her sing, I felt like I was entering a space where it was just Heather and I. Although she wasn't looking at me, I could feel being watched by her all the time.
I could feel the raging, passionate love inside her, the love she expressed for me, and I had never felt such happiness and sweetness that no one but Heather could give me.
Only my Mate can. My people will not have the same experience as I do, because only my Mate is a mermaid.
Heather kept staring at me after I asked that 'offensive' question, and it was hard to tell what her expression was now because my mind was in complete turmoil.
"Yes, Aemon," Heather finally said, her breath catching, "it's what you feel."
I knew what she was going to say next, and the joy I'd never felt before almost overwhelmed me.
"I love you, Aemon."
"I love you, Heather."
Heather and I both vocalized at the same time, and we both looked at each other and froze for a moment before raising the corners of our mouths together again and smiling.
Heather wrapped her arms around my neck, I wrapped my arms around her waist, and we kissed in close proximity to each other.
The moment we crashed into each other fiercely, I also parted with a shred of sanity, fearing that I might bruise Heather. but as we embraced each other, our bodies became unexpectedly familiar with each other.
Everything fierce, hard and hot turned into a puddle of soft water. heather's lips were softer than I thought they would be, and I was really afraid my rough lips would rub her in pain. at first I restrained my desire and didn't dare to push too hard.
Heather nibbled lightly on my lips before separating from me a little.
Breathing heavily, she touched the back of my head and said, "Aemon, kiss me."
For a moment, my scalp went numb and my brain completely lost the ability to think. I kissed Heather frantically, my tongue prying open her shell teeth, sucking and nibbling on her lips and tongue repeatedly.
I felt my body getting hotter and hotter, as if no amount of kissing was enough, I wanted to completely rub Heather into me and wanted to be with her forever.
I don't know how long we kissed, but when I opened my eyes to look at Heather, I saw that her otherwise fair face had turned red and her brow was tightly knitted, looking very uncomfortable, and I immediately came to my senses.
"What's wrong with you Heather?I'm sorry, I couldn't control it." I immediately let go of Heather and looked at her, nervously
Heather took a big sharp breath and gasped for another moment before her face eased up a bit.
She smiled and waved her hand at me, a little embarrassed, and gasped, "I'm fine, just a little out of breath, you have really good lung capacity."
Heather's kissed lips were extraordinarily red in the light, and I wanted to kiss them again.
"Can I hold you?" I asked Heather.
"Hmm." Heather responded, moving closer to me of her own accord and resting her head on my shoulder.
The ambiguity disappeared, but I felt more comfortable, like the afterglow of burning coals.
"Heather, you may not know this, but I fell in love with you from the first moment I saw you, and even though I couldn't sense at the time that you were my Mate, my heart told me that you were special." I whispered in Heather's ear.
"When I learned that you were my Mate, I wasn't much surprised, more thankful. But the truth is that even if you weren't my Mate, I would still be in love with you."
"This is amazing, I always thought I was the one who fell in love with you first." Heather said in surprise, "It's a shame you guys have the ability to sense MATE, I don't have that ability, what's it like? How are you sure I'm your Mate."
"Maybe you do, you just don't know it." I said, "I was sure you were my Mate on your birthday, and at that moment I had eyes only for you, and could smell your rich, unique scent."
"The scent? Why don't I smell it?" Heather asked, turning her head in confusion.
I raised my hand to run it through Heather's hair, and my eyes couldn't help but stare at her neck. I remembered the mark a werewolf would make when swearing sovereignty over Mate - one bite on Mate's neck and she'd be covered in your scent.
"Yes, you have a wonderfully clear ocean-like scent." I looked down at Heather, "If you were a she-wolf, you could smell me too."
"But I'm not." Heather said in frustration.
"It's nothing, I can mark you." I smoothed Heather's brow, "If I mark you, others will smell my scent on you and they will know you belong to me and they will know I belong to you."
"Really?" Heather's eyes glowed, "So you'll tag me?"
"I want to mark you every day for as long as you want." I couldn't help but look down and give Heather a kiss on the eye.
"What's it going to take to mark it?" Heather asked.
"Give me your most vulnerable spot and I'll take a bite there." I brushed her hair away and kissed the back of her neck again, "That's the place."
Heather shivered a little and smiled, "It tickles a little, does it hurt?"
"It might be a little." I frowned.
"As long as you don't eat me up." Heather grinned, cocking her head at me, "Come on, Aemon, tag me."
I raised an eyebrow and pressed my lips to her neck, "I like it when you talk to me in that tone."
"What kind of tone?" Heather shuddered a little.
I hugged her and said, "Commanding tone of voice, very sexy."
With that, I took a bite and Heather let out a soft grunt. I injected my scent into her bloodstream and then slowly licked her wound.
Heather's body was still shaking, her suppressed breathing a little sharper, and her skin heating up.
"What's wrong? Baby." I let go of Heather's neck and held her close to me. heather shook her head without saying anything and buried her head tightly in front of my chest.
When I smelled Heather's scent mixed with mine and hers, I felt so satisfied inside that we just cuddled all night.
As much as I wanted to do something else that adults should do, I was worried that it would scare Heather, and I wasn't sure she could handle my temperature, and I didn't want to ruin the current mood.
After a moment, Heather looked up at me, blushed slightly, and laughed, "Only my mother calls me that."
"Baby?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Well, my mom loves to call me baby, I can feel that she loves me a lot." Heather said, her eyes becoming a little sad again.
I tightened my arms around her and said, "You are my baby too, the most important baby, and I will take over from your mother to continue to love you."
Heather laughed pleasantly a few times and said, "Your love is not the same as Mom's love, but I'm happy now."
"Me too, I'm happy too."