Miranda POV
After a few minutes, I start to wonder why Rose hasn't come back. "Lily, Nana will be right back." "Nana, you can call me Lily bear like mommy does," she says and I smile. "Thank you, Lily bear." When I step out of the room and into the hallway the scent of honeysuckle surrounds me. It's too strong to be from earlier. Lorna is purring, and I resist the urge to roll my eyes.
As I move down the hallway, I hear Rose's voice first. "You still didn't answer my question. What are you Charlie," Rose asks. My heart starts to pound against my chest. A deep masculine voice that makes my body shiver speaks, and I freeze. "I'm a light warlock." I swear I lose the ability to do anything when those words pass his lips. The pounding in my ears can't drown out what I have just heard. He isn't a human. He is a warlock. "Miranda, get your a** out there and get our mate" Lorna growls. "What if he doesn't want a wolf mate?"
This time when she growls, I'm able to focus on Charlie's next words. "I want my beloved, Rose, but I'm sure she expected her second chance to be a wolf," he says. Hearing him say he wants me has my feet moving. When I reach the living room, I clear my throat and Charlie's eyes meet mine. "I think I'll go help Lily with her bath. Just send Beck to help me when he gets back," Rose says, before leaving us alone.
Just as Charlie says my name, a knock sounds on the door. I move to open it and Beck steps inside, shocked to see Charlie. He looks between us and when he opens his mouth to say something, I cut him off. "Rose, needs your help with Lily," I say pointing to the hallway. His lip quirks up, and he turns heading down the hallway. I turn around to face Charlie again. He's so close I can feel his breath on my skin. "Should I assume you heard what I told Rose," he asks.
"I did. So, you're a warlock, and I'm your beloved." He smiles and I swear it's predatory. If I didn't know different, I would think he was a wolf. His eyes drop to my lips and I want nothing more than to feel his lips on mine. Like he can hear my thoughts, his head dips, his lips barely brushing mine. I lose complete control grabbing his face with my hands and pressing my lips firmly against his.
Without warning, I'm lifted off the ground and pressed firmly against the wall as he devours my mouth. Lorna urging me to grind down when I feel his firmness against my center. My brain must start to work because I suddenly remember we aren't alone. I pull back and we are both breathless. "Charlie, the kids," I manage to pant out. He sets me on my feet but doesn't release me.
"Can we go to my house and finish talking" he says. The hunger in his eyes tells me that talking won't be the only thing he plans on doing. I don't even have to think about whether I'm ready to accept him as my mate, because I am. "Let me tell Rose and Beck. I'll be right back." He presses a quick kiss on my forehead and I rush down the hall. I knock and the bathroom door swings open. Lily has so much soap in her hair it's standing up like a troll doll. "Nana, we're having a sleep-over at your house tonight. I get to sleep with mommy and daddy."
I look at Rose, and she gives me a knowing look. I bend pressing a kiss on Lily's wet forehead. "I'll see you tomorrow" Rose says in a sing-song voice while Beck smiles. I roll my eyes before I head back down the hallway. As soon as I step into the living room, I'm scooped up in strong arms and carried out of my apartment. "Charlie, I can walk to the car." His eyes are dark with lust as he pushes the button repeatedly for the elevator. "My legs are longer. We will get to the car quicker."
I swear I giggle like a school girl as he practically runs out of the elevator. I don't think Cain was ever this excited to be with me, even when we were first mated. No, I chastise myself for giving him a single thought. Charlie must notice a change in my expression because he presses his lips against mine when he places me in the car.
"I promise to erase every bit of pain that he caused you. I promise to love you the way you deserve to be loved until my last breath." He wipes a tear off my cheek that I didn't even know had fallen. He quickly runs around the car and slides into the driver's seat. He places his hand on my thigh possessively as he speeds through the streets.
When he pulls onto a dirt road that leads to a quaint cottage, I smile. He carries me inside and sets me on my feet. I expected him to carry me right to his bedroom, but instead he takes my face in his hands. "I, Charles Martin Kramer, accept you, Miranda Myers, as my beloved and mate." I feel the bond snapping into place. "I, Miranda Myers, accept you, Charles Martin Kramer, as my mate and beloved."
Without warning, he scoops me up bridal style and carries me to a large wooden door. When he pushes it open, I can't believe how beautiful the room is. I don't get much time to admire it when I'm tossed gently onto the biggest bed I've ever seen. My eyes meet Charlie's, and he starts to pull off his shirt. My mouth goes dry when I see his bare chest and abs. He is a big man and his body is what most women fantasize about.
For the first time since I heard him say he wanted me, my insecurities start to get the better of me. I've had three pups and I'm older. "Miranda, where did you go? One minute you were looking at me like I was your next meal, and then you were in your head." "I have had three pups and" I start to say, but squeal when he grabs my legs, pulling me toward him. He covers me and looks into my eyes.
"You are gorgeous. I can't wait to learn every inch of this body that has brought life into our world. I have waited for you and nothing about you, including this amazing body that is all mine, is a disappointment." He can't mean he has never been with anyone else. Like he can read my mind, he presses his forehead against mine. "You are my one and only." My insecurities forgotten, I kiss him like he's the air I need to breathe. I snake my hand between us and slide my hand under the waist band of his sweatpants. He groans when I wrap my hand around his c**k and tug.
He breaks the kiss and within seconds I'm naked under him. My goddess did he just use magic to undress me. His hands are everywhere, and he latches his mouth onto one taught n**ple. I arch my back as the sensation travels to my cl*t. When he bites down on my n**ple I almost c*m. I'm not sure how long he worships my breasts before he kisses a path down to my core. "Miranda, I want your eyes on me as I eat this p**sy that belongs to me" he says, his voice husky.
Holy sh*t, I'm going to burst into flames just from his dirty talk. When his tongue sweeps through my folds, my hand threads in his hair. His mouth moves against my p**sy like it does against my mouth. He acts like a starving man as his tongue circles my cl*t. I'm on the edge, and he must realize as he presses two fingers inside me, sending me soaring. The org*sm is like nothing I've felt before. My whole body is engulfed in pleasure.
Three thick fingers pump inside me, prolonging the pleasure. I feel him climb up my body and his mouth captures mine. I can taste myself on his tongue. Holy f*ck it makes me wetter. I can feel the blunt head of his c**k at my entrance. He pulls back, and I look into his eyes as he starts to push inside me inch by delicious inch. The feeling of him stretching me is both pain and pleasure. His c**k is so big and perfect.
When he finally starts to move, I know I'm heading for another earth-shattering org*sm. This man is mine. Mine I want to scream. Lorna pushes forward and my canines elongate. He must realize what's coming because he bears his neck, allowing me to sink them into his marking spot. His movements become faster and this time I do scream MINE. When I pull my teeth from his skin, I feel like I'm floating. The pleasure is blinding. I feel warmth on my neck and I realize he's marking me. I feel the bond solidify and another org*sm rips through my body as he empties himself deep inside me.
We are both panting as he rests his head in the crook of my neck. "I love you, Miranda. You are mine in this life and the next," he says, sending a wave of warmth through my body. I feel him twitch inside me. He picks up his head and presses a soft kiss on my lips. "I love you, Charlie." He starts to move like my declaration is spurring him on. I'm shocked he's ready for more so soon. "I told you so. More org*ms and longer than ten minutes. Younger is definitely better," Lorna says, and I couldn't agree more.