Presley's POV

"Your Intimacy." My chest fluttered. My eyes locked onto his swollen eyes, swollen from crying. I had caused him to cry, and that was always the last thing I wanted to do was make him cry.

I admit I was an idiot, ignoring my beautiful mate over many things. I had always put my pack over myself, especially after I turned 19 and had yet to find my person. I gave my pack the dedication I had reserved for my mate, but that didn't happen, so I poured the love into my pack.

When I brought him home, I didn't want to push the boundaries with him. I knew he had a lot to adjust to, my pack members, my parents, and most importantly, me. He seemed to fair well on everyone other than myself, which was no one's fault but my own.

I could tell he craved for me just as much I did him. I had ignored my urges, though, making sure to respect the boundaries I had made up for Charlie because I didn't want to drive him away, and that's precisely what I ended up doing anyway.

He climbed onto my lap, wrapping his arms around my neck, lacing his fingers into my hair. Goosebumps rose on my skin, making me shiver in delight. The electric feeling made the craving I had for him much more potent. His half-lidded eyes looked into mine, a silver oasis of paradise boring into my own. He closed them and leaned down. His sultry breath tickled my lips, making my body instantly react. My lips collided with his, and I let out a breath I hadn't known I was holding.

I let out a low rumble, letting my hands trail themselves from his chest down to the hem of his shirt. This time was different; we weren't in the stupor of our heat but very sober to our thoughts. I ran my calloused hands under the fabric, his soft silky skin feeling like heaven on my fingertips. He pulled from our kiss and yanked his shirt off his body, tossing it onto the couch next to us. I pinched one of his pert nipples, making him mewl in pleasure.

My cock twitched at the sound of his melodic voice humming as I kissed his neck where my mark lay. Charlie responded by tightening his legs around my waist, his hard length poking at my stomach through the fabric of his pants. I growled against his neck, feeling the mating venom seep through my gums, wanting to claim him again. I wrapped both of my arms securely around his waist, standing up, carrying him to our bedroom.

I gently laid him on the bed, attacking his lips once more. He ground his ass against my member, making another animalistic sound rumble in my throat. I craved for him day and night. This felt like a dream as if I were on cloud nine. Was this real?

Our clothes were slowly stripped off, piece by piece. Thought of where they ended up didn't even grab my attention. All that mattered was the beautiful white-haired omega below me. Charlie reached between us, grabbing onto his cock, stroking it slowly, keeping his half-lidded eyes on mine. His chest rose with each inhale, his sultry exhales hitting my skin, driving me to lose control.

He squirmed, his glossy eyes begging me to touch him. I granted his wish, trailing my hand down to his slick-covered ass teasing his hole with my finger. "Hmm, it's only been a few minutes, and you're already ready for me." I lick his ear, making him shiver.

"Yes," Charlie panted, his thighs quivered when I prodded his awaiting hole with my finger. His toes curled in pleasure, and he came over our chests. "Presley." He moaned, his eyes rolled into the back of his head.

"That's right, angel," I smirked, biting his ear lobe. "Cum for me." I pulled back, looking at the goddess's artwork sprawled on the bed, gripping onto the bed's sheets.

I wanted to ravish him.

And to fill him with our pup. Ezekiel roared, wanting to take over and slam into him and knot him until he was so full of our seed that it leaked from him. I ground my teeth together, trying to hold onto some sliver of myself and stop myself from turning into a monster and devouring him.

I attacked his neck, kissing his mark. Venom covered my teeth, wanting to sink my teeth into his neck. Charlie let out a loud moan. His thighs tightened around my waist, quivering in pleasure. I guided myself into him, slipping into his sweet warmth. Charlie wrapped his arms around my torso, digging his elongated talons down my back. He clenched down on me, making it hard to move inside him.

I released my teeth from his neck, lapping the skin of my freshly renewed mark on his neck. Our bodies moved together in synchrony, becoming one once again. With the soft sighs, him whimpering for more, I got lost in the moment with him. It felt so right. He felt so right.

My knot built up, and I came inside of him, not able to pull away from him. We were finally one again, and I felt like our bond was renewed, and the air was easier to breathe.

— — —

I woke the following day, tangled in the sheets with my beautiful mate's head resting on my chest. I smiled, thinking of the last night's activities that turned into the early morning hours of sweet lovemaking and passion-filled kisses. When he marked me again, I couldn't control my alpha urges, and the beast took over. His beautiful milky white skin was littered with love bites and bruises.

Our fight seemed to be forgotten and starting today, I would try my best to give him the attention he craved and desired. I began to run my fingers through his hair, causing him to stir in his sleep. He buried his head deeper into my chest, inhaling deeply before looking at me.

"Good morning." I smiled, leaning down, kissing his forehead. "Or, well, afternoon."

""Hmm," Charlie hummed. "I don't wanna get up." He wallered himself into my side.

"We have to, though, angel." I smiled down at him. "We need to eat, or well, we need to shower first. I also remember telling you that we would be spending time with one another today."

"But I don't think I can get up and walk." He whined. "My legs and back are aching."

"I'm sure a nice warm shower will make you feel better." I chuckled, pecking his forehead. "I would offer you a massage, but I don't think that's the best option because I don't think we would come up for air any time soon, angel."

"And that's bad, why?" Charlie raised his brow at me, frowning. It was clear that he wanted to connect with me again, to make our bodies whole again.

"Well, you see," I cupped his chin into my hand. "If we make love all day long, we won't get to do everything I had planned for us."

"What are these plans you're talking of?" Charlie asked.

"Well, I was planning on taking you on an official date." He hummed, raising his brow. My lips turned upward, and I leaned in to give him a kiss. Charlie's eyes fluttered shut, and he mewled in satisfaction. I closed my eyes as well, enjoying the satisfaction of his lips against mine.

My body reacted to his, making me growl in dominance. Charlie's tongue swiped at my lips, asking me to take over him. I rolled over on top of him, situating myself in between his legs, which he instinctively wrapped around my waist. The heat coming from his already soaking wet entrance begged for me once more. Although moments prior, it wasn't in my mind to have sex, somehow Charlie's want of it turned me on more than anyone else ever had before.

Was it caution to the wind if we both craved one another?

I laced my hands with his, my other was busy running itself down his side, grabbing onto his hip. He bit down on my bottom lip ever so gently, letting out a tiny mewl, enjoying the feeling of my hands on him.

I pulled away, "You know-" I rested my forehead on his. "You're really something." His half-lidded silver orbs bore into mine.

"Hmm, I know." He hummed, leaning up to attach our lips again. "Why don't you demonstrate how I am 'really something' to you." Charlie's voice was husky with want, lacing each word that came out of his mouth with lust. He tightened his legs around me, guiding me to his ass.

I grabbed onto my throbbing member, rubbing his awaiting hole making him pant. I kissed his soft cushiony lips again, before pushing myself into his soft hole. On instinct, his back arched and his head buried into our pillows.

His hips wiggled around, making himself comfortable with me inside of him. I let go of his hand and traced my hand down to his chest, pinching one of his nipples, making him buck his hips in response. He felt so right underneath me; I pressed my sweaty forehead to his, panting with each thrust. Charlie would let out small moans of pleasure, reaching between us to toy with his leaking member. His body moved in sync with mine, pulling me tighter to him if that were at all possible.

I found myself struggling to not come inside of him so quickly. My knot already started to build up, ready to breed my mate. I ground my teeth together, thrusting into him quickly. My breathing became uneven along with my thrusts. I came inside of him, knotting him. He screamed in pleasure, tears spilled from his eyes, and he came over both of our chests.

I peppered kisses on his lips, waiting for my throbbing knot to finally subside. Once Charlie was calmed from his orgasm, he reached up to cup my face. "Thank you." He hummed, leaning up to kiss me. "That was perfect."

"You really have a way with your words." I chuckled.

"Of course I do," Charlie grinned cheekily, kissing me again. "It's a part of my omegan charms, did you not know?"

"I do now, duly noted." I hummed, pressing a kiss to his nose.

After about thirty minutes of waiting, my knot subsided, and we finally got out of bed. Charlie cautiously walked toward the bathroom and turned on the shower. I stripped the bed while waiting for the water to warm up and quickly put the sheets in the washer to wash.

When I got back to the bathroom, I joined Charlie in the shower, grabbing his hips gently rubbing them under the warm water. He leaned back onto me, letting out a sigh of relief as I continued to massage his hips. I enjoyed him being in my embrace. I was so stupid to not give into my temptations for my mate.

I wondered if I hadn't ignored my urges since he came home if we would have gotten into this predicament in the first place. I knew I didn't want to ever get into this again. I knew that it would take a while for us to know one another, and now I would make sure he knew that what he wanted would be heard. I wanted him to know just how special he was to me.

"So, what was your first plan of the day?" He tilted his head back onto my shoulder, gazing up at me.

"Well, I wanted to take you out for lunch. There's a charming place run by one of our pack members. They serve the best Italian food, I believe." I kissed his temple. "Aside from yours– that is...."

"Hmm, I would like to be the judge of that." He hummed. "I don't know if you fully understand how good my food tastes because you always eat it cold."

"I promise I'll be home for dinner every night from now on," I replied, the awful gut feeling from our little spat coming to mind again.

"I'm holding it to you. If you break the promise, I think we should come up with a punishment if you do so."

"Oh really?" I raised a brow, stilling my hands.

"Mhm," He looked at me with half-lidded eyes. "Think of it as an incentive to not do that."

"What did you have in mind then, angel?" I chuckled, beginning to rub his hips again.

"I thought you'd never ask." His face darkened; a smirk replaced the gentle smile on his lips. "I feel like tying you up and edging you would be good enough."

I was taken aback, "That sounds like borderline torture...." Where on earth did he even learn that? Maybe he wasn't as innocent as I thought.

"Then it sounds good enough." He chuckled, grabbing the shampoo putting some on his hand to put into his hair.

"Where would you learn such a thing?" I questioned, helping him rub the shampoo into his hair, rubbing his scalp making him let out a small moan.

"Books," Charlie responded shortly.

"I might have to take a look at these books you're talking about." I let out a nervous laugh, Charlie's cheeks reddened, and he looked downward, letting the water wash the soap out of his hair.

"They're all in Italian. Good luck." He scrubbed at his hair.

"Just because I haven't spent all that much time with you doesn't mean I wasn't trying to learn how to communicate with you in your native language too...." I pursed my lips, grabbing onto the washcloth, putting soap onto it, helping him wash his body.

"Hmm." He hummed. "Then why haven't you spoken to me in my language then? Mister?"

"Well, because I have a shorter time to learn than you, I can almost guarantee you that you'll make fun of me if I try." I pursed my lips.

"Maybe one day when you know a little more." He turned toward me, wrapping his arms around my neck. "Will you promise me?"

"Of course, angel." I pressed my lips to his. 

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