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**Valenzano POV: **
It took all my willpower to walk out of that bathroom. I wanted to get in with her and fuck her so hard the tub would break. I am an Alpha, and restraint is something we practice all of our lives. Hell, a part of our training is to keep control when it comes to our mate.
"Did you see how calm she was with us being in the room with her while she is naked?" Vintage asked excitedly.
"Yes, her arousal had us about to lose control," I said, not able to sleep knowing my mate was so close yet so far.
"We need some release," he stated the obvious; my dick is still hard.
“Yes, we do, but we should expect that release from her," I said.
“Why the hell not?” he asked, annoyed.
“Because she has a thing against shifters. Oh, and she is a human," I said sarcastically.
‘So, one a gain we are going to have to pleasure ourselves," he said, and I saw his eye roll at me.
He got some nerves. This is the same wolf who used to hate when I had sex with; she wolfed throughout the years. How he wants to ravish an unknowing human woman. He will just have to get used to us using my hand to satisfy us.
After jerking off four times, we are still not satisfied. Vintage is restless and is clawing to get out. I put on some shorts to go for a run. Once I leave my room, I sniff the air and smell the scent of honey and mango. But this time her scent has an added smell of chili pepper, and it's filling the hallway.
"She is a horny asshole. That's why there is an added scent," Vintage says while jumping up and down like a she-wolf in heat.
We lost all our willpower and walked into her room. To our surprise, she wasn't there. I followed her scent worried. What if she left or got lost trying to find Jazz or something? Damn, it now I regret not giving her a tour so she can know where she can find Jazz.
"Where the fuck is she?" I say to myself.
"She is obviously in the house somewhere." I wasn’t talking to you. Why is my wolf such an asshole?
"Vintage, I wasn't talking to your ass." I am getting frustrated with his behavior. We never bicker like this, and we have been together for three hundred and nineteen years. Ever since we found our mate, he has been acting differently.
"You hear that?" he asked.
"Yup... it's music...and it is coming from the kitchen," I said, then ran to the kitchen.
"I am taking control," he says and pushes me back.
He is about to mess up our chances of making her ours. I'm trying to get through the barrier he put up. But I can't get through. Vintage have never done this to me before. He is losing it because we found our mate. I even tried to mind link West for help, but his ass did not answer. All I can do is watch to see what he does.
As he walked down to the kitchen, I prayed to the goddess that he did not do anything not honorable. There have been reports and stories about Alpha wolves that lost their self-control. And did horrible things to their mate. Cleo is a fragile human; it is easy for an out-of-control wolf to hurt her.
"Vintage, I swear to the Goddess, your ass better not hurt her," I said.
“I am not going to hurt her. I am going to fuck her, claim her, and make her our Luna, then I will put our pups him her. In the order," he said.
“You will not, and I mean, you will not force her into anything," I ordered.
“First off, what do you take me for? I would never force my mate or any woman, for that matter, into anything," he said, sounding offended.
"Whatever," I said, rolling my eyes at him.
** Vintage POV (Valenzano Wolf): **
As I walk to the kitchen, her scent hits me hard. It is suffocating the air. I see her with a drink in her hand singing along to the song that is playing. I leaned in the doorway with my arms folded over my chest, watching her every move. I watch as her ass wiggles under the t-shirt.
"She looks sexy in our t-shirt." I am ready to rip it off her.
"Let me lick you up and down till you say stop," she sings along with the song and her arousal spikes. Without thinking, I walked to her and caged her in between my arms. As I press my hard dick on her ass. She stopped dancing and cut the music off.
"I can do that if you wish," I said, whispering in her ear.
Slowly she turns around and looks me up and down. I can hear her heart racing. I place my face in the crook of her neck, where I will mark her and inhale her scent. I release a low growl just smelling her.
"Do what?'' she asks nervously.
"Lick you up and down," I say to her with a smirk.
Without thinking, I lift her and place her on the counter with me snugged between her legs and start kissing and licking her. She tastes like heaven. I want more of her; I have to have more of her. Her bundle of nerves down there became heard as I sucked on it. Her lotus smells amazing. I don’t smell any traces of a man being inside her recently.
Valenzano is a fool. I will have her tonight. Tonight, I will make her mine come hell or high water. Cleo will have to understand and come to terms; she is ours. And she has no choice in the matter. I won't force her, but she will submit to me and to us.