Fated To Roman: The Almighty Alpha
Thirteen

Cleo's POV

Never in my life had I allowed anyone to see me fall apart. Since my parents died, I had always kept my emotions in check. Sure, I'd struggled from time to time, I mean who wouldn't? But I had Daphne, and she was all I needed. Roman wasn't at all how I'd expected him to be. Let's face it, with a reputation and a family like his, sympathetic isn't a word you'd think to associate him with. Last night however proved just why you shouldn't judge a book by its cover. He listened to each and every word I spoke. Not once did he but in or try to tell me I should have acted differently, and to be honest... it was refreshing. As much as I loved my sister, Daphne could be very judgemental. Though I hadn't marked Roman, I could still feel everything he felt for me. His mark on my neck acting like a tour through his feelings and thoughts. He genuinely cared for my wellbeing and not just because of the mate bond.

When I grew tired, I'd asked Roman to show me where my room was to which he told me I was already in it. Impressed wasn't the word I'd use. I thought our evening had gone really well, both of us opening up to each other only for him to go and ruin it. My eyes struggled to stay open, but I was a stubborn cow and wasn't about to give in now. I hadn't wanted to stay with him out of fear for what he would do to me, but me to him. Everything about him called out to me. His strong jaw, his dark hair that begged to be pulled and those odd blue and green mixture eyes. I also wasn't going to tell him that. Allowing him to think he had won; I fell asleep knowing he meant what he'd said, he wouldn't try anything and through his side of the bond I had no doubt he meant it. Although technically I guess no-one won. Well except for Freya. My wolf was far hornier than I ever was, until I met Roman. Something about him had my lady parts feeling warm and tingly. It was a battle all by itself not to jump him. I may have slept around before, but with Roman I didn't want to do that. I wanted to know him as a person, maybe go on a date or two. Then I'd likely pounce. That night's sleep had to have been the best I'd ever had, each dream filled with pictures and scenarios I could see myself re-enacting with my mate. My mate... it still felt funny. As my eyes opened, I realised Freya had taken control. I could taste the salt from Roman's skin on the tip of my tongue as she trailed it up and down his neck. When Roman woke up and knew it wasn't me, relief flooded me. The last thing I wanted was for my first time with my mate to be a passenger inside my own body. Freya became annoyed when Roman refused her advances, but I would deal with her later. She hated being locked away which I understood, but like I'd explained to her before it was for our own good. The crescent moon on our forehead had mean something, now seeing the shape of Romans mark that had healed on my neck, and the way they match said it all. There was certainly a connection between them.

As Roman stood from the bed I thanked him for not acting on my wolfs impulses to which he smiled and nod. Though through the bond I knew he was struggling. He wanted me more then he had wanted anything ever before yet refused to act without my consent. The need to protect me above himself and knowing all he wanted was to make me happy. That feeling had something rise within me. I had never had anyone want me that way before. To be thought of as more than an easy shag or a late-night booty call. That was when I made my decision. Roman had given me a month to fall for him, a cocky and vain move for sure. Yet little did he know I didn't need a month. Call it the pull of the mate bond, or desperation to be loved I don't care. I knew I wanted him like he wanted me and that's all that mattered. Don't get me wrong I still didn't want to rush into things, and as long as that was ok with him, then I would be his. Yet who said things would always go to plan.

After having joined him in the shower things took an interesting turn. He was struggling with his own arousal which in turn aroused me. Things began slowly heat up as we took part in foreplay, however soon that wasn't enough. I needed to feel him in me, to have my inner walls clench his member and show him true pleasure. Everything I had said about going slowly went straight out of the window. The way his hands and lips caressed my body left me feeling fragile. Almost as if he was afraid, I would break. The moment he entered me it felt as though I was alive for the first time in my entire life. A chorus of fireworks erupted within me as he bought me to heights that had been impossible to reach with anyone else. When we were finally finished his emotions confused me. He felt a mixture of happy and regret. Making me wonder if what he had felt before was all an act Roman had put on knowing I would be able to tell.

"Do you regret what happened between us?" I tried to keep quiet, but the silence was becoming too much and like word vomit it just came out.

"What? No. Why would you ask that?" Roman looked shocked and confused until I pointed to the mark that sat on my neck. Roman just laughed and shook his head as he climbed back onto the bed beside me. "I have no regrets about having made love with you. You are far more beautiful and perfect than I deserve."

"Then why is regret something I can feel? I know it isn't coming from me" I tried to keep my face straight as I spoke. Beautiful, that was the first time anyone other than my parents had called me it and as he said it, I could feel my face blushing.

"Because we didn't use protection. Look I want pups, I'm not going to give you a speech about it because in all honesty what's the point? I'm twenty-six and your only seventeen. I don't expect you to throw your life away just to provide a family."

"Wow!" "What?"

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"Your old" I shoved his shoulder as I shuffled up the bed and laughed. Roman grabbed my thighs dragging me back down and pinned me beneath him. Excitement bubbled in my stomach at the though of how he could possibly punish me. "I'm what?" The look in his eyes darkened as he dared me to repeat what I'd said. I'd never been chicken, so I wasn't about to disappoint now.

"Old" Leaning my face up towards his I whispered. Here's to hoping the punishment was worth it. Roman's hands went straight between my legs making me scream as his fingers dived inside me. The softness from his touch now gone and replaced with a roughness that turned me on. Increasing the harshness of his thrusts I soon found my orgasm, my back arching off the bed as he bought me untold pleasure. Roman removed his fingers and placed them in his mouth sucking my juices from them as he purred in approval.

Flipping me over he pushed me down into the mattress his fingers restarting their assault. My moans muffled out by the pillows. Pulling me up onto my knees Roman positioned himself at my entrance. Sliding through my wet folds my arousal coated his hardened length before he thrusted into me. Throwing my head back as he hit my insides just for a second my vison darkened. Roman slowly pulled out and rubbed his length through my folds before thrusting back in again. The moans that left my mouth spurred him on as he sent another orgasm coursing through me. Fisting his hand in my hair Roman pulled my head back. His red eyes staring back at me which somehow, I knew were his wolfs. Pulling away Roman growled until he realised what I was doing. Climbing onto his lap my lips smashed into his. Biting down on his lower lip he groaned as I ran my tongue along it. Rocking my hips against him as his length filled me to my limits sent sparks dancing all over my skin. His age didn't bother me, hell I'd slept with Todd, and he had grey hair. Though I could feel Roman had his doubts. Doubts I didn't want him to have. There was only one thing I could do to reassure him I wasn't going anywhere. Grabbing a hand full of his hair I pulled his head to the side. Extending my canines, I bit into Roman's neck. His hardened length twitched angrily inside me as I felt his warm seed coat my insides. The groan he made only telling me I had made the right decision. As his finished product hit the right spot, I felt myself become undone. Roman held me tightly to him as he thrusted that little bit more allowing me to ride out my orgasm. Removing my canines from his skin I ran my tongue over the mark to seal it. His eyes closed and through our completed bond I knew he was trying making sense of all my emotions.

"Your age doesn't bother me. If I do fall pregnant then we will just have to deal with it when it happens. I mean it Roman."

As you reach the final pages, remember that 000005s.com is your destination for the complete story. Share the joy of reading with others and spread the word. The next chapter is just a visit away! "Are you sure?"

"I've never been surer of anything in my life. Yes, we still have a way to go in terms of getting to know each other, but nothing has ever felt more right. Though I do have a question to ask"

"As long as it doesn't result in you being away from me then shoot" Shaking my head I chuckled. Even once the bond was complete, he still refused to let me leave his side.

"I need to see my sister; I need to know she's ok. We haven't been apart from each for more than a few hours"

"She could probably do with you right now anyway. She's been through a massive change. When her leg broke the doctors had to insert a metal rod through the centre of her bone to keep it straight. She wont be able to ever shift again"