Alpha's One Night Bride
Alpha’s One Night Bride – Chapter 54

“Are you sure it’s okay if I stay here?” Ronnie asked, peering up at Erick through her dark lashes.

She sat curled up on his living room couch; she came around the corner from his kitchen. His chest was bare and the sight of him made her cheeks and freckled nose go pink. She felt heat rising through her face as he came closer to her.

Ronnie wanted to give Arina and Jonathan some time to themselves; especially considering Arina was so ill. However, she also didn’t want to return home to Ironclaw. She wasn’t sure if she could face her mother again and she certainly didn’t want to face Rock.

“Of course, I’m sure, Ronnie,” Erick said, his voice low and almost seductive.

It sent warmth through Ronnie’s body and tickled her features.

“I’m actually really glad to be able to spend some time with you… alone,” Erick added, almost sheepishly. “We haven’t really gotten a chance to talk about…” his voice trailed off as his face grew red.

Ronnie didn’t need him to finish that sentence, she knew what he was about to say. They haven’t had a chance to talk since the night they had s*x. It happened weeks ago, but with everything going on around them, they’ve been avoiding the subject like the plague.

It was true they had s*x and it was amazing, but Ronnie wasn’t really sure what it meant. She was only 16 years old; she wasn’t ready to have a mate yet. She wouldn’t be ready until she’s 18. It’s not like they can just get married.

Part of her didn’t want to have this conversation because she was worried that it would end what they were doing. But then again, she wasn’t sure what she was doing.

To Ronnie, Erick was everything she ever wanted. He was handsome, kind, generous, strong, fierce, and he made her feel so protected and cared for. She couldn’t imagine being with anybody else and she didn’t want to be with anybody else. She wouldn’t officially feel the mate pull until she turns 18, so she was basically depending on his knowledge and knowing that the two are mates.

She couldn’t help but wonder how sure he was that they are actually mates.

“I just wanted to make sure you were okay,” he told her, sitting beside her on the couch.

She had her feet on the couch with her knees pressed up against her chest.

“Why wouldn’t I be?” She asked, trying to keep her voice calm.

She wanted to try to appear much older and calmer than her 16-year-old self. She didn’t want to seem like an immature teenager, afraid to talk to a boy she likes.

He had a small smile on his lips as he stared around her features; the way he looked at her sent her heart into turmoil. It practically jumped out of her chest; she could feel her inner wolf howling at his presence.

“I know it’s confusing,” he said softly. “But we don’t have to have everything figured out right now.”

Ronnie couldn’t help but smile at his adorable face; she wanted to k**s him all over.

“I know,” she agreed, leaning closer towards him.

He brushed some of her hair out of her face with his thumb and let his fingers linger on her cheek gently.

“Nothing has to change between us; at least not right now,” he said, nearly losing his train of thought as he got her signature scent of pine through his senses.

“What does that mean?” She asked, sounding a bit disappointed.

“I just mean, we can just be friends until you turn 18. Then we can marry,” he answered.

“We were never friends, Erick,” she told him, frowning.

“I know, but maybe we should start?” He suggested.

She pulled back from him.

“You just want to be friends?” She asked, clarifying his words. “And pretend that we didn’t have s*x?”

His eyes widened as though she just struck him.

“No, of course not, Ronnie,” he said gently. “I don’t want to pretend anything. But you’re only 16 and still have a lot of growing to do. I don’t want to disrupt that. I can’t be the one to disrupt that.”

Ronnie couldn’t help but feel a bit hurt.

“But what if I don’t want to just be friends?” Ronnie asked.

“I don’t want to lose you by pushing things too soon,” Erick admitted. “I can’t lose you.”

“You won’t lose me,” Ronnie said.

She moved closer to him and planted her lips on his cheek. He smiled and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling him closer to him.

“I just want us to be careful,” he whispered as she continued planting some k****s down his neck.

His body was freshly washed from when he got out of the shower, so it was still warm from the hot water. His golden-brown hair was slightly damp, and he had speckles of water glistened on his chest.

Climbing on top of him, she wrapped her legs around his waist and positioned herself comfortably as his lips found hers.

“My whole life I played it careful. I’ve been afraid to speak my mind. Afraid of letting people see the real me. I’m done doing that. I’m done being careful,” she whispered against his lips.

“Ronnie…” he whispered back as she continued to k**s his neck.

She knew he wanted her, but for some reason, he was holding back. She wanted him to know that it was okay and that he could let go and have her. She wanted him just as badly as he wanted her.

Without saying anything else, she lifted her shirt above her head and tossed it on the floor behind her, revealing her breasts to him. A flash of desire went through his eyes as she exposed herself to him. After a breath, she felt the warmth of his mouth closing around her left nipple; his fingers delicately playing with the right one.

His teeth, being sharp, gently tugged her and brought it closer into his mouth. She threw her head back and allowed for his tongue to circle around her breasts, working from the left to the right. Her fingers traveled down to his waistline, fidgeting with the buttons on his jeans.

He helped her unbutton his jeans; she moved so he could slide his jeans and boxers off and kicked them to the ground next to her shirt. Before she climbed back on top of him, she slid her own pants off; leaving them both completely naked and vulnerable to one another.

She watched as he delicately worked to slip a condom on before she got back on top. As their lips found each other once again, he positioned himself to slide inside of her. She felt his roundness fill her, fitting inside of her almost perfectly. She breathed out against his lips as she worked her h**s to move up and down on him.

Quickening her speed, she m****d out as the pleasure increased; her body felt as though it was no longer her own. She saw the hazy pink of her wolf illuminating around her fingertips and pouring into him with such magnitude. Gazing down at him, his eyes were closed as he took in her every feeling. His wolf’s aura was a beautiful shade of orangey-red, reminding her of autumn colors.

He m****d softly against her ear as he tugged on her lobe with his teeth.

“Ronnie…” he whispered against her.

She pulled back slightly so she can gaze into his eyes.

She could feel herself at the brink of a climax. Erick m****d louder as he was brought to his climax; Ronnie finished shortly after.

Ronnie collapsed on top of him, breathless. Beads of sweat glisten both of their bodies and mix together. He rubbed the small of her back with his thumb as they caught their breaths.

“We really have to stop doing that,” he whispered with a chuckle.

She gazed up at him and kissed his lips gently.

“We could. Or we could do that again,” she said, seductively

He laughed as he wrapped both his arms around her, pressing her against his naked body.

Erick stopped laughing for a moment and pulled back. He was no longer looking at her; to Ronnie, it seemed as though he was staring at something behind her. She turned to follow his gaze but didn’t see anything. Turning back to him she cocked an eyebrow up; he met her eyes.

There was worry lacing his eyes. She knew it was her cue to get off him and start getting dressed. Either he just thought of something that completely ruined the moment for him, or someone just linked him, and he had a conversation she couldn’t hear.

“It was Jonathan,” he told her as she pulled her pants on.

She tossed him his shirt and pants as well so she could also get dressed.

Frowning she asked, “Is Arina okay?”

“I’m not entirely sure. But he sounded strange,” Erick told her. “He wants us to come over.”