Mated To The Cold Hearted Alpha
Chapter 79

He slid a hand down my back and murmured, “Yes…but it’s not related to the ceremony per se.”

Confusion painted on my face. And then it clicked. I breathed, “Oh…you mean the pain…because it’s my first time.”

He nodded and gathered me tight against his chest again, burrowing into my hair. “I promise I’ll be gentle.”

A shiver of excitement and pleasure ran down my spine at his tone and words, but I pulled back again. His eyes tightened.

“You said it was your essence. What did you mean by that?” I asked.

Surprisingly, he flushed and ran a hand through his hair, looking away for a moment as he muttered, “Ah, yeah…I sort of had to provide a, um, sample…ahead of time.”

I couldn’t help snickering. I never would’ve thought him embarrassed over something like that. It was kind of endearing to see his softer side.

He continued, “Using ancient alchemy, passed down from Elder to Elder, Mimi turned it into the liquid they poured over the rocks.”

“That’s why the color of the steam was violet and cerulean…because it came from you?”

He nodded.

My thoughts wandered to the agonized expression on his face earlier. Tilting my head to the side, I questioned, “Were you in pain as well?”

He grimaced. “Yes. The toxins were forcibly removed from my body as well as my cells prepared.”

“Did you come too?” The question just popped out as I looked down. He was stiff as a board. I guess I had my answer.

“No,” he answered sheepishly. “The smoke most definitely invaded my body through every orifice possible, but my release wasn’t necessary considering the steam was constructed using my cum.”

I rested my head against his chest and listened to his heartbeat. A slow minute went by before Mimi interrupted quietly, “Yes. So, if you’re ready…”

Oh shit. My cheeks flushed red. I’d completely forgotten we’d just had an audience while I came. And there I was replaceing Leander’s embarrassment humorous…not quite so much in comparison to mine. Oh well, there wasn’t anything I could change about it now. I took a deep breath in and turned to face Mimi.

She smiled kindly and motioned with her hand toward the waiting tables.

I relaxed again and followed Leander. When we were both supine, facing up, I remembered and dropped my head to the side.

Yep…I was feeling much more relaxed, but Leander, not so much…

His c**k stood hard and proud.

My lips twitched.

“It’s not funny,” he gruffed.

That just caused me to snort.

Of course, the laughter died on my lips when Mimi stepped to the side of my bed with a battery-operated hair trimmer. Shit…

Gemma did the same with Leander. He g*****d, and not in a good way. He knew what was coming next. No wonder he’d left his pubic hair grow out. This part had to be an established step of the tradition.

Both Elders wore leather gloves. “Do you want me to give you ah, minute…Leander?” Gemma asked. There was humor in her tone.

I snickered, both at his dilemma and Gemma’s boldness.

“Yes,” he growled. Gemma walked over to the tables, giving him some space.

“We’ll use the trimmers to shave down to about a fourth of an inch,” Mimi explained. “And later, after your next treatment, hot wax will be applied to remove the remainder of the hair.”

“Okay,” I replied. Sounded easy enough.

Mimi didn’t wait for Leander to be ready before clicking on the cutters and efficiently trimming the hair on my s*x. When she finished, she went to the tables and returned with a small jar.

I peered up at her. “What is that for?”

“It’s a topical pain reliever.” She opened the top and spread a thin layer of white cream over the sensitive skin between my legs, working it so that it reached my skin not just the short layer of hair over it.

“Pain reliever?” I asked with an edge to my voice and turned my head toward Leander. “I thought you said no more pain.”

Still hard but eyes the picture of innocence, he replied, “I didn’t think this counted. I thought you knew. Girls get waxed all the time.”

I narrowed my eyes. I hadn’t. Ever.

“Lift,” Mimi interrupted my fussy stare at Leander.

I looked up at her in confusion.

“Your knees…I need to apply the cream to your anus,” she explained way too casually.

Deep pink rose to the surface of my cheeks. Without a word, I bent my legs at the knee and eased them apart. I shut my eyes tight when I felt her fingers spread pain numbing crème all over my a*****e. I regularly trimmed and couldn’t have that much hair back there, I thought defensively.

Gemma checked in with Leander, “Um, how are you coming, Leander?”

“I’m working on it,” he scowled at her while he stared at me. “It doesn’t help when you sit there naked.” Ah, well that sentence was clearly directed at me. His tone was almost accusing like I did it to him on purpose, which I just found funny.

“Don’t blame this on me, big boy. You know you’re hard the better part of every day.”

Gemma coughed delicately, sounding suspiciously like she was trying to cover up her laughter.

Somehow, my words didn’t slow him down, just the opposite. Lips curling, he purred wickedly, “Oh, sweetheart, I’m gonna be hard every minute of the next three days.”

I sucked in a sharp breath and my ovaries clenched, painfully.

“Leander,” Mimi chastised gently, “Talk like that won’t help your…situation.”

“It’s worth it to see that look in her eyes,” Leander replied without ever taking his eyes off of me.