The Unwanted Luna
Their Mate, My Saviors Chapter 20

-POV Ayame-

Once the credits rolled on Legally Blonde Two, I decided to head into the bathroom and take a shower. I still had my gym clothes on from the run earlier and I'm not too sure if I want to smell like sweat anymore. I had only eaten popcorn today, but I really was not hungry. I had no interest in food. I was way too distracted by all the events that happened in just one day and, even though it's been a month, I still eat smaller portions than I should. Regardless, my head was spinning.

This morning - well, now yesterday morning.... It's already one a.m.. Either way, I got up early to enjoy a nice jog with my first friend, since I dated Richard, and now my bestie. I was feeling happy that Vil seemed not to hate me as much this morning and then everything started to go downhill faster than an Olympic skier.

I had to deal with the heathens of the pack. I got home from our run and all three of my triplets were mad at me. Then, they weren't mad at me. I had a complete breakdown, thinking I was with a horrid version of Richard times three and now.... Now, Edon is racing back home to see if I'm okay when I ruined everything with my unrealistic fears of the three men in my life that have done nothing, but cherish me. If, of course, he wasn't lying about that. I'm still unsure if he forced Kyle to give me an update to make me feel better. It's not an impossible thought. Right?

I sighed heavily, peeling off my clothes and heading straight for the shower. I'm...I'm so confused. Now I have to deal with yet another challenge I've inflicted on myself. Over the weeks I have been here, there is one thing I have learned without fail. Don't look in the mirror. I had been crying for hours then stuffed my face with, I don't even want to know how much, popcorn. I just need to wash up and get out of here. Staring at myself is only going to make me feel even worse than I already am.

I let the steam float through the room and create a thick cloud of precipitation that covered me from my reflection and warmed my scarred skin. I stepped into the water and started washing my body as I tried to clear my mind. Do I want to be with Edon, Vilkas, and Conri?

Yes.

Do I want to see where this relationship can go?

Of course.

Do I believe in the mate bond?

I took a deep breath, but I knew the answer was yes.

Do I still see Richard in them? I froze as the suds started to slowly fall from my body. The dark brown tile seemed oh so very interesting while the steam clouds buried my small frame. Do I still see Richard in everything...not just them? Is that fair to them?!

I gasped and hastily started to wash my hair, then my face. Why the jittery response? It's because I do.... I see him in every action and reaction I make. I hear him in every thought in my mind. I'm supposed to hate him. I'm supposed to be terrified of him, so why do I still seek his approval in everything I do, as if I'm still with him?! As if he is right here with me. Judging me. Why am I okay with forcing Edon, Conri and even Vilkas to take part in my inner turmoil? Vilkas was right. I'm exhausting.

"Ayame! We are not him, okay? Remember what I promised you a week ago? I will never turn evil and neither will my brothers. We were never mad at you." Edon's voice came through as clear as day. The need and the worry that he expressed through that phone call. The concern they all expressed in that phone call....

"They aren't him. They...they aren't him." I said through a smirk or two before I finished washing away all the suds. I know there wasn't anyone there to hear me, but my own mind. Saying the real truth out loud felt different than convincing my mind. Something in me finally relaxed after this shower. After the confessions soothed me. I cut off the water and wrapped myself in a nice warm towel I had grown accustomed to. I took a smaller one for my hair and started at the dripping ends, towel drying it before heading out of the bathroom. Long hair tends to tangle if you don't undergo a process.

Once I stepped towards my bed, the door flung open and a very dirty Edon was standing in the doorway. I felt myself jump out of my skin at his sudden appearance! Time really did fly by. "Ayame." The relief oozing from his words was all I needed to hear. It was the final nail I needed to pull from the coffin I had sealed myself in. I let my eyes wander over his mud-covered body because they very much wanted to. He gasped and covered his...member before I could even grasp the size of that thing! I shot my eyes back up to his and my face reddened more than a tomato. "Sorry, I'll...go take a shower first." He said and closed the door again, but not before I saw him in pain. The door softly clicked in place and I could hear his footsteps as he headed to his room.

After seeing him so vulnerable, I froze for a second, then I realized what I had to do. I took a deep breath and placed my towels on the bed. I went to my dresser and grabbed one of Edon's t-shirts from my top drawer. Once I pulled that over me, I grabbed a pair of green laced panties and slipped them on. I think that's his favorite color, but he never definitively answered that question. He just wears a lot of green. His shirt completely covered me down to my knees, so I just headed out of my room and followed the muddy footprints to his.

When I pushed open the door, the shower was running and I continued on my courageous journey. I closed the door and locked it, just in case. I wanted to make sure I wouldn't embarrass myself if that brunette chick tried anything.

I stretched out my fingers, then retracted them again before running to his bed and jumping into the middle of it. The action engulfed me in his mouthwatering scent. Honeysuckle and Oak. It made my whole body tingle. My core was damp, and my feelings were settled. I know what I wanted. I finally knew what I wanted, and I wanted him. I needed Edon.

A few moments later, he came out of the bathroom quickly rubbing a towel through his hair while a pair of black sweats hung low on his waist. He froze when he saw me sitting on the bed. "Ayame?" He asked.

I nodded slowly. "Yes, Edon?"

"Why are you in here?" He added curiously and started to let his eyes travel down my ensemble.

"I...I want to be with you." I said, feeling my cheeks redden again. He let his towel drop from his hand and walked over to the bed, sitting down on the side of it, further away from me than I would like.

The clock ticked by as it hung above the bathroom door and neither of us made a move. Edon's body tensed and relaxed once, twice, thrice.... He was trying to gain his control. Then, he finally looked at me and reached out his hand towards mine. No sudden movement. It was slow and methodical. Edon had complete self-control right now. I slowly took it and he brought my hand to his lips, grazing them over my knuckles. "Ayame. We haven't even kissed you on the lips yet." He said with a chuckle, sounding like a child in high school. I don't care if we kissed on the lips, neck, shoulders or feet, I want him. "We just had a fight. I just want to make sure you are okay. I don't want to pressure you into anything. I will promise you as many times as you need. We will never be him. We will never force you into anything you aren't comfortable with and we are all on your time and only your time." He said softly while his thumb grazed my knuckle right where his lips once were.

I pulled away and Edon grinned, letting my hand go as sorrow filled his eyes. He thinks I'm pushing away again. No...that's not what I want. I didn't wait for him to say or do anything else. I crawled over to him as he watched my every move before I sat back on my heels and let my hand rest on his cheek. "That response alone is the reason why I am doing this. I'm ready. Honest. I...I know you won't hurt me. I should never have said those things to you three, but if it's you, Edon...I can do this." I whimpered longingly. "You ran over three hundred miles to come back to me. I mean...that deserves some kind of reward and I want to be the one to choose what that is. I want you, Edon."

Vil and Conri may still intimidate me, but Edon is my teddy bear. He is the first one I felt close to and the first one I wanted to kiss... make love to. He is the first to hold my heart. I just hope after I make this leap of faith, he won't pull away. He won't hate me for how I acted. Oh, Goddess. There I go again.

"Are you sure?" He asked, shooting down my anxiety, resting his hand on mine and staring into my eyes for any sign of hesitation. Like I said, my teddy bear.

I nodded with a gentle smile on my face. "I am as sure as I have ever been about anything, Edon. You make me feel safe. When you came into my room, all I wanted to do was be with you. I knew that was what I wanted. All my worries completely disappeared. All my confusion was no longer existent. I want you, Edon. Right now, I just want you."

He didn't even respond before he pressed his lips to mine. The subtle shocks of electricity I felt before when they would hold my hand or kiss my cheek was nothing compared to this. His tongue grazed my lips as he pressed further into me and slipped his arms around my back, pulling me up, and resting me on his lap.

I let my legs straddle his and I didn't care about my modesty. I wanted him so badly. I opened my mouth slightly and he took that invitation in stride as his tongue explored my mouth. He groaned deeply as if he was enjoying the most delicious flavors. His raspberries and chocolate I'm assuming. A growl rumbled from his chest as I pressed my body into his, spreading my legs further apart.

Edon smirked and pulled me closer to him as his arms tensed around me. Once he pulled away to give me air, he rested his forehead on mine and slipped his hands through my damp raven hair. "Tell me I'm not dreaming. You really want me?" His breath was heavy with desperation and I knew he was holding back. "Tell me you want me."

I nodded and he smiled, but a short laugh fell through his lips. "Words my perfect princess. Please. I need to hear it again."

I let my small hands tilt his chin up so I could see his vibrant hazel eyes reflecting in mine. "Please, baby. I want you." I begged.

Within a fraction of a second, our positions changed and I was underneath him in the middle of his bed. He stared at me for a moment as if he was enjoying the sight of his shirt on me, hiked up right beneath my cleavage, and the lace covering my core leaving little to the imagination, while my legs rested on either side of his body. I shifted my hands to reach out for his shoulder, but I realized they were held by one of his. Edon leaned down and started to kiss my cheek, the corner of my lips, my neck, the back of my ear. Every light peck left a slow sizzle in its wake. "E...Edon." I whispered.

He leaned back and let his other hand slip under my shirt. He found my breast in no time and the light pass of his finger over my nipple, then the other made my back arch as he teased me. Then, he pulled the shirt up to my neck and I gasped. His lips made their way around one hardened point as he used his lightly calloused hand to continue to fondle the other.

As his sucking continued, I wiggled around under his chest, trying to create friction in between my legs. He shifted his weight and smirked before finally pulling away and trailing kisses down my tummy. "You really are just as delicious as you smell." Edon growled.

I know he was doing his best to hold back and, surprisingly enough, I appreciated it. He let my hands go, but I knew better and kept them above my head. I didn't want to mess up his...concentration.

He looked up at me with lustful eyes as he pulled my panties off with his teeth, slowly letting the fabric graze my skin. His hands made the arduous journey south from my wrists and mounds, sparing no expense on his delicious assault over my sensitive nerves. It was heaven as my back arched to meet his touch. To beg for more. Edon pulled my legs wider apart gently and smiled when he saw my hands right where he left them. Intertwined together above my head, clinging to the sheets beneath them. "That's a good princess. Now keep your hands there and we will continue this fun and...tantalizing appetizer." He said, praising me through his husky need.

I nodded and bit my lip, letting it fall away from my teeth slowly. I love when he praises me. "Yes, alpha." I whispered and he went rigid as his eyes flashed from hazel to yellow and back again.

"You really are something, Ayame." He said breathlessly, before crashing his lips onto my bud and taking me to paradise.