Fated: The Alpha's Unwanted Luna

Chapter 318: The unexpected mating_Part 1

When her hair was mostly dry, Sebastian reached for one of his clean shirts from the closet and slipped it gently over her head, guiding her arms one by one into the sleeves.

The soft fabric swallowed her smaller frame completely, the hem falling to mid-thigh, carrying his warm, addictive scent wrapped into every thread.

She looked up at him, her cheeks still flushed. "What about panty, I don’t have any here." She said, feeling exposed beneath the shirt alone with nothing underneath, not even a bra, the fabric grazing directly against her bare skin.

Sebastian’s lips curved into a slow, teasing smile, his eyes darkening as they roamed over her dressed in nothing but his shirt.

"No panties today," he said huskily. "I like you exactly like this. Nothing but my shirt. Easy access for me later." He leaned down, caught her chin, and stole a slow, toe-curling kiss that left her breathless when he finally pulled away. "Besides, I plan on keeping you in this bed for as long as I can before duty calls again."

Viola’s heart fluttered at the promise threaded through his tone, heat pooling low in her belly all over again, and she frowned at how easily he seemed to make her aroused even after that relentless session in the bathroom. Was this normal, or was it just her losing all control over herself? Was it because she had been untouched for so long, and now that she had had a taste she simply couldn’t get enough?

Sebastian left the room briefly, returning a short while later pushing a serving trolley of food that an omega had delivered outside his office at his request through the mind link to Matt.

The savory aroma of warm soup and lightly seasoned proteins filled the air, healthy choices he had specifically requested to help restore her strength after everything her body had been through. He hadn’t forgotten her favorite ham sandwich on the side, along with a cup of creamy tea with extra sugar.

Sebastian set the food tray on the bed and climbed in beside her. "Come here, amor. Let me feed you." He said, pulling her forward until she was seated comfortably between his legs, her back resting against the solid wall of his chest.

The heat of his body enveloped her, his strong thighs bracketing hers possessively, and Viola bit the inside of her cheek at the pleasure of the position alone.

He spooned some of the nourishing soup and blew on it gently. Steam curled upward, carrying the rich scent of bone broth.

He brought the spoon to her lips and watched intently as she parted them. The soup was warm and slid smoothly over her tongue, a comforting, restorative flavor that seemed to soothe her from the inside out.

Viola hummed softly in contentment, her eyes going half-lidded. "It’s delicious, you should have some too." She said, reaching out to take the spoon from his hand so she could feed him, but he moved it out of her reach.

"I will have some too," he murmured, bringing another spoonful to her mouth, and she looked at him with a small frown when it became clear he had no intention of letting her feed him. But then it became very clear to her what he was actually up to.

When a small drop of the creamy soup escaped the corner of her mouth and trailed slowly down her lower lip, he leaned in close.

His breath ghosted over her skin before his tongue traced the path of the droplet in one slow, luxurious lick. His tongue was hot, wet, and sensual, the rough texture of it against her soft lip sent a shiver racing all the way down her spine and straight to her core, which throbbed in response.

He lingered there, sucking gently on her lower lip to catch every last trace, the faint sweetness of the soup mixing with her own taste beneath it.

"Delicious indeed," he murmured against her mouth, his voice low and wicked.

"How charming," she whispered, fresh heat rising in her cheeks as desire stirred inside her all over again.

"Only for you," he replied with a teasing little smile, feeding her another spoonful.

This time, Viola deliberately let a drop escape the corner of her mouth, and as expected, he leaned in to lick it away even more slowly than before, his tongue tracing the seam of her lips until she parted them on a soft gasp and the spoon was forgotten entirely as they fell into a kiss.

The combination of the warm soup and the heat of his mouth made her toes curl against the sheets.

The simple act felt deeply charged with affection and desire, their skin still warm and sensitive from everything that had come before, and then his hand was sliding under the shirt to find her sweets spots, the food forgotten completely, his attention consumed entirely by her, when the sensor system of his office gave a signal that someone was waiting outside the door.

Sebastian wanted to ignore it. The sound came again, and this time his wife pulled her mouth away from his with a soft pop, pressing her palms flat against his chest.

"There is someone outside. Shouldn’t you check it out?" She said breathlessly.

What Sebastian wanted to say was that whoever was out there could go and fuck themselves for all he cared, but then the reality of his pack’s ongoing crises settled back over him like a weight, reminding him that he couldn’t afford to neglect any of his duties, not even now.

He dropped his forehead against her breasts with a muttered curse, and she patted his back slowly. He genuinely did not want to move from this spot. If he could take even one full day off and spend it entirely with her, wrapped up in this quiet bubble they had built around themselves, he would take it without hesitation.

Viola felt the shift in him immediately. She reached up and cupped his jaw, tilting his face toward hers. "Go ahead," she said softly. "Attend to whoever it is. I’ll be right here waiting."

He held her gaze for a long moment, then pressed a lingering kiss to her forehead. "I won’t be long. Go ahead and eat, and leave some for me. If I don’t get back in time, you can rest in the room."

She gave him a small nod and a gentle push.

Sebastian rose, pulling on a pair of trousers and a fresh shirt before making his way into the office. He opened the door, fully expecting whoever had interrupted him to have a very good reason for it, but the moment the office door slid open and he saw who had walked through it, Sebastian cursed quietly under his breath, and his mood took a sharp turn for the worse.