Chapter Twenty Seven

"No!" I exclaimed forcefully, tucking my head in the crease of Robby's neck where his scent glands are located and his scent is the strongest. He kept telling me I should get dressed but he didn't understand that it physically hurt. My skin felt raw when I wasn't in contact with him.

He growled, giving up and leaning his back against the headboard. His big hands slid up my sides and he pulled me over so I was straddling him.

Happy, I rubbed against his bare chest. My whole body was like one big nerve and it felt almost euphoric when he touched me. He smelt so good too. I just wanted him to hold me forever.

"You should eat." He spoke up, disrupting the silence. His hands moving to my back.

Humming, I licked at his neck and made the male grumble as his arms tightened around me. My licks turned to wet kisses as I followed up his neck and along his strong jaw.

I could feel how I affected him. It would of been impossible to hide with me straddling him. He must be uncomfortable confined in his jeans but he made no attempts to relieve himself.

Pulling back, I met his dark brown eyes and smiled. Robby chuckled, leaning up and pressing a kiss to my lips.

"You're an Alpha now. The Alpha." I remembered. How was I so lucky to get such a male as my Mate? Robby is strong and respected, and so, so handsome. I'm just a plain Omega. One of the dozens in the pack.

"I am." He nodded. "Soon I'll have the cutest fucking Luna."

My face heated and I hid it in the crease of his neck, unable to wipe off my smile. "I'm not cute, I'm sexy." I joked.

Robby laughed. "I agree, but you're still really fucking cute."

Nipping at his neck playfully, I didn't expect him to react so strongly. His moan made me shiver and tingle. Whining softly, I wiggled over the bulge under me.

One of the male's big hands slipped under the sheet bunched up around my waist and he roughly grabbed my bare bottom, the other hand tangled in my hair and pulled my head back.

His lips roughly smashed against mine, his tongue demanding entrance. I submitted so easily, letting him do as he pleased. I wanted whatever he had to offer. I even started to wonder if waiting until after the Ceremony was all that important. It wasn't like he's not my Mate. He is. What's the point of waiting to mate with him?

A loud knocking startled me so much I jumped and tumbled off the bed, squeaking.

Robby burst into laughter, his face turning red from the force of it.

"Shut up!" I cried dramatically, staying where I was on the floor.

"Oh my Goddess." He laughed, wiping at tears under his eyes.

I glared at him, jumping again when there was another knock. Scrambling to me feet, I jumped on the bed and dove under the covers. Peeking out, I watched Robby get up to see who it was. The big idiot was still laughing at me like it was the funniest thing he'd ever seen.

My eyes traveled over the expanse of his muscular back, all the way down to where his jeans hung sensuously from his narrow hips. My body started to ache again and I tried not to wiggle around on the bed in search of friction.

He opened the door, making me narrow my eyes because he hadn't put a shirt on. Now eye candy for whoever was disturbing us.

"I know, I know!" A female spoke up quickly before Robby could say anything. I slammed my face a pillow at the sound of my mom's voice. Goddess, she's going to haul me out of here! "I brought food and drinks." Huh?

Lifting my head, I could see Robby was as confused as me. I couldn't see mom over his broad shoulders, which was probably a good thing because I was currently naked in a male's bed. Well, he's my Mate but surely mom wouldn't want to see that.

Making sure I was fully covered, I pretended to be sleeping and listened as mom passed over a cart of food. Robby wouldn't let her step in the room, being territorial, but mom didn't seem to mind.

"Make sure he eats and drinks plenty of water." She fretted. I smiled, silently thanking the Goddess she hadn't come to drag me away.

Robby chuckled as he shut the door behind him, making sure to lock it so no one could barge in.

I sat up on my knees, eyes on the cart of food. Mom had really outdone herself. There were snacks and bottled water on the bottom, on top was steaming lasagna and breadsticks! I hadn't realized how hungry I was until I got a whiff of all the freshly cooked food.

Waiting impatiently, Robby unwrapped one of the plates before offering it to me. I scooted back against the headboard and got comfortable while Robby got his own plate.

Shoveling food in my mouth, I moaned.

"Make sure to breathe." Robby teased.

I didn't respond, only snatched one of the breadsticks off his plate. Nothing else was said, the both of us too busy inhaling my mom's food.

When we were finished, Robby piled everything back on the cart. We laid there, stuffed and content.

"Don't tell my mom I said this, but your mom's food is the best." Robby said.

Giggling, I turned onto my side and cuddled up against him. "I think that's why she was hired as head chef." Everyone knew that when Luna came into the kitchen to help, to give her something minimal to do that wouldn't spoil the whole meal. The same kind of jobs I was given.

"One time she cooked us dinner and dad made us eat her burnt meatloaf." His hand started rubbing my back soothingly and I hummed. "I haven't had meatloaf since." He said, a look of horror on his face from the memory.

"Do you remember when she made chicken noodle soup and everyone got sick?" I snickered.

Robby groaned. "I think that's when mom finally realized she couldn't cook."

"Well if giving half the pack food poisoning didn't do it, who knows what would have."

"Death." Robby chuckled.

We continued sharing stories and joking around. As much as I enjoyed listening to my Mate's voice and learning anything I could about him, I was constantly distracted by the ache throughout my body.

It was strange, being so desperate for his touch. My Heats had never been so intense. I could go a week with mild cramps and the occasional horniness, but there was never this unavoidable need to be touched.

What was really bothering me, was that Robby hadn't even attempted touching me in the way I so blatantly wanted. Any other male would of had his way with me. Did my own Mate not want me in that way?

Grumpy, I rolled on top of Robby. He paused in his mindless banter about humans to look at me.

Scooting down, I straddled his thighs and boldly grabbed his jeans to unbutton them.

"Woah!" Robby gripped my hands, sitting up quickly. "What are you doing?"

"I just wanna see it." I lied and he knew it. I wanted to do more than just look.

He raised a brow, his eyes searching mine. I knew he probably thought it was just my Heat talking. It wasn't. I was curious and I did want to see him, all of him. He's my Mate. My Heat may be giving me a little nudge and the confidence boost I needed to initiate anything, but that's all.

Robby didn't look so sure.

"We should wait until after our Ceremony."

"You let others touch you, why not me?!" The words flew out without much thought, my feelings hurt. Was it because I wasn't as pretty as the male I'd found in his bed? I knew it was a stupid thought and wrong of me, but I was jealous. Others had seen all of my Mate, had seen him in the throes of passion, had touched him and been touched by him. Even my Heat couldn't get rid of the lingering thought in the back of my mind, the knowledge that Robby had been with others. Mom had always told me that kind of intimacy was only to be shared between Mates who love each other.

"Fuck off, Torin." Robby spat, his jaw ticking and exposing his anger. He pushed me off him before he got up and slammed the bathroom door shut behind him.

Pulling the cover over my head, I pouted, upset with myself. Of course I had to mess up and ruin what had been a good day. Only minutes ago we had been joking and laughing. I should have been satisfied with cuddling. Now my Mate was in a bad mood because of me.