CEO's Runaway Mate and Her Cubs

Chapter 315: How to celebrate

Lara pulled Nate into his room, walking in without shame. She was too happy to see him again to feel shame!

«I'm glad you're back!» she exclaimed, hugging him tightly.

«I'm happy to be back as well,» he replied. He was in a good mood, too, especially after playing with his pups as if nothing had happened.

«I missed you, and I was so worried! Seeing you all right makes me want to celebrate.»

«Celebrate?» Nate muttered. It did sound good; too good to be real.

«Yes!»

«How?»

«I don't know. What do you feel like doing?»

She observed him, waiting for a reply. Since he kept silent, she stood on tiptoe and pressed her lips to his. Their chaste kiss transformed into a frenetic one when Nate understood he had to reply. They hugged each other while stepping toward the bed.

«Let me,» Lara said, pushing him to sit on the mattress.

She undid the first few buttons of his shirt only to move the cloth away from his chest and caress his steady muscles. At that moment, all Lara could think about was how much she had missed him... How much she had worried and how happy she was that he was back.

It didn't sound weird to touch him at that moment.

She pushed the shirt lower on his arms, undoing the rest of the buttons until she could remove it. She sat on his lap, astride, and they returned kissing with more passion than longing. It took them a few minutes to forget every worry and let that savage, lustful part of them take over.

«I know a nice way to celebrate,» Lara whispered before pushing Nate down.

He let her do as he would have done in any situation, but he couldn't help but feel surprised when she unfastened his belt. Weren't they moving too fast? Especially after weeks of slow, careful steps!

Still, he couldn't resist. His whole being told him to pretend it was all right, to make use of the chance and have his mate all to himself, even if for just a few hours.

«Yes?» he chuckled. «A nice way to celebrate, you say... I'm curious, I have to admit it.»

«Hmm,» Lara hummed, pecking his lips before moving her lips and tongue on his neck. She slipped lower, licking her way down to his shoulders and then his chest. Her fingers caressed his arms in a vain attempt at keeping him down. She knew her strength didn't even exist, but Nate would do what she wanted without a complaint, making her forget about the power imbalance.

It was so good, being on top of him and kissing to her heart's content his chest and abs. After so much waiting, her mouth finally reached his stomach. She caressed his muscles, moaning at the hard rock of his abdomen and imagining how that must have felt while they were... Oh, why think about the past? Her present was so much more alluring.

«Let's make love,» she said, just to be sure Nate knew about her intentions.

She thought about assaulting him on the bed, getting out of their clothes and letting their instincts free. Yet, there was a chance Nate had enough self-control to stop before reaching the best point. To avoid stopping midway, she had to ensure he knew that she was okay with it and, at the same time, inquire about his feelings.

«A-are you sure?» Nate asked.

«I feel like it right now.»

«I do feel like it, too,» he agreed.

He had thousands of reasons to say no, but his brain was fried. He had used it all to think about the plan against Polenta. Now, he didn't have any working part that could remind him about all the reasons why he and Lara hadn't done it yet.

«And... Be gentle,» she whispered, blushing to the tip of her hair. Yet, she didn't move her eyes away from his.

Nate didn't know whether she was teasing him or telling her honest mind, but he had no intention of being rough in the first place. Not with someone as delicate as his mate.

He surrounded her with his arms, protectively holding her while rolling on the mattress and blocking her under him. He undid the first few buttons of her blouse.

That was their first time after a long while. The first Lara remembered! He couldn't waste the chance: he had to leave a good impression on his mate.

«I will be gentle,» he said. «As gentle as to annoy you.»

«I can't be annoyed,» Lara replied, surrounding his neck with her arms and kissing him again. «Whatever you do is good, really.»

«You asked me to be gentle, so I will be.»

«You're so kind, Nate. But don't be as gentle as to take forever, would you?»

«Are you in a hurry?» he chuckled.

«Not really. I'm just a little curious. Is it that good, after all?»

«Oh, you will see,» he growled in her ear.

She arched her back at the sound of his voice, at the warm air hitting her lobe with his breath. When his tongue left a wet trace on her neck, she moaned. They had just started, but her skin was tingling in every single spot.

«Can I?» Nate asked while raising the blouse over her head. He observed her cotton bra, wishing to get rid of it too. But he couldn't rush!

Lara nodded, a little annoyed. She hadn't asked him for permission before pulling his shirt off. Nor when she had pushed him on the bed. Yet, no matter how assertive she had been, Nate would always be a gentleman. He would ask before undressing her, and he would be so careful about every move or expression.

If it wasn't so annoying, it would have been sweet. Yet, at that moment, she didn't want to comfort him: she wanted something else! And Nate would give her that, sooner or later!

Judging from his careful expression and words, it would be later. Yet, some things were worth waiting for.