Chapter 150

Carol’s POV

“You don’t think this dress is a little too much, do you?” I asked, staring at my reflection in the mirror of the boutique. Madison and Fiona were seated, Madison with her notebook taking notes on everything and Fiona nose-deep in her phone.

It’s been a couple of days since the hockey game and since I accepted that job with the Capitol team. They told me I could start as soon as next week, so I was planning on going in to see my new office on Monday. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t excited about this opportunity. I knew it was going to be a lot of work because I was also going to be the Luna of the pack once I was done mating and marrying Aiden, but this was the kind of work I was born to do.

The dress I wore was one of the most expensive ones in the boutique, or so I’ve been told. This was a famous boutique that everyone in the Capitol loved and the one that Fiona sent her designs to.

I cleared my throat loudly, gaining their attention.

Fiona lifted her gaze from her phone to look at me, surprised. It was as if she had forgotten where she was. Fiona had been so preoccupied these last few days. Don’t get me wrong; I was happy for my best friend. She’s been hanging out with Oliver a lot these last couple of days, and even though she hasn’t said anything, I’m pretty sure they’ve already slept together.

When he’s not around, they text non-stop. It’s gotten to a point that even though she’s right next to me, I miss her.

“Sorry, what?” She asked, meeting my eyes.

I rolled my eyes and motioned for my dress.

Her gaze finally noticed it and she squealed, standing to her feet quickly.

“Holy shit, you look hot!” She gasped, her smile wide and excited.

“You really look beautiful. I think we finally found the dress,” Madison agreed, writing something else down in her notebook.

“You think so?” I asked, gazing down at the elegant white fabric. I felt like a princess in this dress; I knew it would make my biological father happy, but was that something I wanted?

“Yes, absolutely,” Madison stated distractedly. “The ceremony is tomorrow. How are you feeling?”

“Nervous,” I said, chewing on my bottom lip. “Very nervous.”

“You have no reason to be,” she told me thoughtfully. “I have everything under control. It’s going to be an incredible ceremony and the entire pack will be there to support you. There won’t be any issues as long as I can help it.”

Even though she assured me there wouldn’t be any issues, I couldn’t be so sure. I knew how this pack felt about me.

“You are going to be a gorgeous bride and Luna,” Fiona assured me before she returned to her phone, smiling at her incoming text.

I sighed and turned back to the mirror. I knew after today nothing would be the same again; everything was going to change, and I wasn’t sure if it would change for the better or worse.

Madison gave the store clerk a black credit card to charge the dress and soon we were on our way back to the penthouse. When we got there, Aiden and Oliver were waiting for us. Olver went right over to Fiona and kissed her lips. She blushed at the motion but kissed him back.

I smiled at my friends as I wrapped my arms around Aidens’ waist and buried my face in his chest.

“I’ve missed you,” he said softly as he held me in his arms. “How was dress shopping?”

“Exhausting,” I admitted. “I tried on so many of them.”

“Did you find any you liked?”

“Yes, we purchased one,” I told him, yawning as exhaustion consumed me. “Everything should be all set for tomorrow.”

“Good,” he said, pressing his lips to my temple. “I’m excited.”

“Me too,” I admitted, which was the truth.

I didn’t realize that Fiona and Oliver had already disappeared in her room. I smiled and tugged Aiden along with me into our bedroom. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him deeply, letting my tongue explore his mouth. He parted his lips right away and allowed me the access I so desperately needed.

I heard a low growl in his throat, and I knew his wolf was close to the surface. He lifted me off the ground and I wrapped my legs around him, laughing as he tossed me onto the bed. Before I could grasp what was happening, he was burying his face in my neck, kissing and sucking down the nape of my neck, and sending goosebumps all along my flesh. I let out a breathy moan as warmth spread across my body.

I felt his erection pressing against my core through his pants and desires pooled between my legs. I wanted to get him undressed and my hands were practically shaking with need. He grinned as if he could read my mind and I pulled his shirt over his head. I would never get sick looking at my mate; he was so incredibly hot that my mouth watered whenever I saw him without his shirt on.

I ran my fingers down his washboard ab, loving how he trembled from my touch. I brought my hands down and over his bulge, licking my lips. He tasted me last time, now I wanted to taste him.

I struggled to undo his pants, but he held me, and he flung himself free making me gasp at his size.

I licked my lips again just before I took him in my mouth. He let out a heavy moan as he deepened himself into my mouth. The taste of his was intoxicating and made my head spin. Everything about him was incredible and the way his legs quivered with desire as I took his entire length in my throat made me feel powerful. I loved the effect I had on him; I loved feeling dominant against him, but I also loved feeling dominated by him.

He quickened his pace; hitting the back of my throat and making me gag slightly but the feeling went away after a second. I wrapped my arms around him, holding him close to me as he swelled and twitched inside of me.

“I don’t want to finish like this,” he panted. “I wanted to be inside of you.”

He didn’t have to tell me twice; he was my mate after all. I released him with a pop, licking my lips from the juices that escaped him. He bent and kissed me deeply, tasting himself on my tongue and moaning once the flavors hit him.

“You taste like me,” he whispered against my lips. “And you taste like you.”

I smiled as I deepened the kiss, letting my tongue explore his mouth.

In a frenzy, he stripped me of my clothes and then pushed me back onto the bed. He took a nipple in his mouth and teased it between his lips and teeth. I gasped at the electric sensation coursing through my body as he continued to tease my body. My nipples pebbled from his touch as he tugged and nibbled. He used his fingers to twirl the one he wasn’t teasing with his mouth, then he switched breasts and worked the other one between his teeth and lips.

“God, you are so beautiful,” he whispered as he kissed my breasts and down my belly.

He positioned himself between my legs and took me in, much like he did when we were in the restroom the other day.

“Your scent is intoxicating,” he growled and at that moment I wasn’t sure if it was more his wolf or him that was in control. I wasn’t sure I even cared.

All it took was for him to bite my clit gently and I was exploding all over his face. He continued to lick me while I throbbed and twitched from the aftershocks. He smiled as he brought his lips back to mine, kissing me deeply so I could taste myself on his lips.

“You taste like me,” I mimicked his words right back at him.

He chuckled but then grew serious when I felt him inside of me. I gasped at the invasion but immediately relaxed as he moved his hips against mine. I could feel a pressure building deep inside of me as he continued to thrust into me. I dug my nails into the sheets and yelled out his name, completely forgetting that others were in this penthouse as well.

I felt him jerking and twitching inside of me and just as he pinched my clit with his fingers, I exploded at the same as he did.

We both shuddered and fell against one another, kissing and panting. We were sweaty messes and we struggled to catch our breaths.

“I love you,” he said as he slid out of me. He lay beside me, and I curled up in his arms, wanting to be as close to him as possible. I kissed his sweaty chest and rested my head on his shoulder as he wrapped his arms around me. “This time tomorrow…” he began to say sleepily, his eyes closed and his breathing growing steady. “You are going to be Carol Miller-Cruz, Luna of the Capitol.”