《Mated at first sight》Chapter 23
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Kristin's POV
I was at the gym, working my ass off, just to make Josh happy because that guy loves working out. And I would do anything to see that smile of his.
"Come on babe, just 5 more." He was talking about push-ups.
"No, I don't want too anymore. My arms hurt." I protested. I mean, I care about my looks, but I'm more of a pilates and running kind of girl. Not this butchering of building strength. "Why do you like this so much. This is literally torture. I could still be sleeping." And I needed it, after hearing Evie and Ashton last night, I got so horny, I almost jumped Josh's bones.
"Okay 2, that's my final offer." He laughed, yes, the fucking idiot had the decency to laugh at my dismays. But I did it, I did to more fucking pushups and I crashed to the ground.
"Happy?" I looked up at him.
"Yes babe, you did good." He picked me off the ground and let me stand on my two feet. "I'm proud of you." He gave me a sweet kiss and I giggled like a little schoolgirl. "By the way, I have something to talk to you about."
"What?" I asked a little worried.
"You don't have to look so worried, at least I hope so. It's nothing bad." He scratched the back of his neck. "I want you to meet my parents. I told them that I found my mate, and they really want to meet you." He looks so cute all nervous, I almost considered to egg him on a bit, but chose too just be nice.
"Don't worry babe, I want to meet them too." I smiled and gave him a kiss.
"Really?"
"Yes really." His hand came behind my neck and he pulled me into a passionate kiss. His tongue slipped in my mouth and danced around it with mine in my mouth. I put my arms around his neck to pull him even closer, as his hands went down to grab onto my ass. I moaned and wanted more of him, but now was not the time, and the gym was definitely not the place, so I pulled away biting his lip.
"Fuck babe, you don't know what you do to me."
"Oh, I definitely feel what I do to you." I laughed as I felt his hard dick against my stomach, and he groaned.
"Hey idiot, come to the office, we have to talk about those fucking rogues." Ashton yelled as he walked in the gym. "You can continue, whatever you were doing, later." With that he walked out.
"Sorry babe, business calls." Josh groaned.
"Oh, and the girls are having a girls day at the spa I think, you should call Evie, she knows." Ashton yelled again.
"It's okay, do you badass beta stuff and we'll see each other later. Do you want to go to your parents tonight?" Joshed beamed at the question.
"Yeah, I'll tell them." He gave me a kiss and went after Ashton leaving me at the gym alone.
After a well-deserved shower, well at least I think I deserve it after being butchered for over an hour, I called Evie to meet up with the other girls. They were going to the spa like Ashton predicted and apparently his sister and her mate were there as well.
I put on some sweatpants and a shirt, put a bikini and towel in a bag, got my jacket and went to the spa. Evie texted me the address and it was only a 5-minute walk, because they have a damn spa on their territory, I will definitely use that more often.
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5 minutes later I arrived, and the girls were apparently waiting for me to arrive.
"There you are." Evie walked over to me and gave me a hug.
"Hey babe, yeah sorry, I wanted to take a quick shower after the gym first." I explained.
"No problem, let me introduce you to everyone." I nodded. "Well, you know my mom." Evie laughed. "This is Amanda, Ashton's mom, Ariana, Ashton's sister and her mate Naomi and well that's pretty much it." She introduced me to everyone.
"Hi, everyone." I replied.'
"Well now that you know everyone, come on, we deserve some pampering." I laughed at Ariana's reply. She's definitely Ashton's sister, just more open, I guess.
The day was amazing, we had manicures and pedicures, a full body massage, waxing, and yes, I mean everything waxed, and now we were all chatting in the sauna.
"So how did you meet each other?" I asked Naomi, we were talking about meeting our mates. Of course, everyone knew about Evie and Ashton, which kind of meant they also knew about me and Josh, not that I mind.
Naomi looked at Ariana with so much love, it was so sweet. "Well, that's kind of a funny story actually. I'm from a different pack, from the other side of the country, in Florida. I was actually visiting my uncle Barry, which was the beta of a neighbor pack here. I kind of gave up on meeting my mate, all my friends back home found theirs, I mean I'm 22 and most mates meet each other around 16. But anyway, one night I went to a club with my cousins and Ariana here was making out with a guy. I thought that guy was my mate, I never considered having a girl mate. But anyway, I kind of pulled Ariana here of the guy and wanted to punch her. Till I looked at her and found out that she was my mate, not the guy." Naomi told me and Ariana blushed.
"You met your mate, while making out with a guy?" I looked at Ariana.
"Hey, give me a break, I was sixteen, I didn't expect to find my mate yet, and definitely not a girl. But the moment I saw her, it was like the world stopped for a moment, but I was also confused. Which kind of resulted in me running away." Ariana blushed again. "Which I'm still sorry for." She looked at Naomi.
"I know babe, and you definitely made up for it." She gave her a wink. "But yeah, I had to run after her, making her talk to me. I thought she was going to reject me, but we luckily made it work. I wouldn't know what to do now, without her."
"Me too babe." Ariana smiled and gave her mate a kiss.
"So, you guys live in Florida now?"
"Yes, I have always been more of a summer kind of girl. So, I wanted to come with her. But we come back, every once in a while. To see my family and now to meet you girls, of course." She laughed, talking about me and Evie.
After we left the spa, me and Evie were standing in my room, in frond of my, now disorganized, closet.
"What about this?" Evie suggested a black, knee length skater dress with cut-open heart shape back.
"No to black, I'm not going to a funeral." I signed frustrated.
"You got to help me here, I want to help you, but every suggestion I make is wrong. Let's go back to the basics. What are you going to do? Dinner at their home or restaurant?" The amount of patience this girl has with me now is unbelievable.
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"It's going to be at their place."
"Okay, so it's more casual. Do you even want to wear a dress? Or do you just want to wear some jeans?"
"Definitely a dress."
"Okay, so a casual dress." Evie walked over to my closet again and got a dress from the back of my closet. "What about this?"
"It's perfect." I smiled. Evie was holding a light blue, knee-length dress. It featured a v-neckline, elastic waistband, and ruffled accents. Comfortable and flattering silhouette. Evie looked back at the dress and smiled at me.
"You will look beautiful in this." I took the dress, walked over to the bathroom and changed.
"Okay now hair and make-up. I was thinking a half up/half down hairstyle, and wave that beautiful blond hair of yours. And just a simple make-up look, you don't even need it anyway."
"This is why I love you, your so calm in these kind of situations"
"Of course, no come on, let's make you even more beautiful."
After getting ready, I walked down the stairs to and to the living room to meet Josh. When we entered the room Josh looked at me and his mouth fell open. Evie giggled and walked over to Ashton.
"Babe, you look beautiful."
"I know, took some time too. You look good as well." I gave him a kiss. "Now come on, I don't want to be late." I took Josh's hand and walked out.
"Have fun." Evie yelled.
We just arrived at Josh's childhood home. It was a small cozy family home, with a bench on the porch. I got a little nervous, who am I kidding, these are my mates parent, I'm terrified.
"Hey, look at me, they will love you okay." I nodded and got out of the car. We walked over to the door and even before we reached it, a beautiful women in her fifties walked out and pulled Josh in a hug.
"Oh my baby boy, I missed you." I snickered and Josh looked at me with a 'help me' face.
"Hi mom, I missed you too. This is Kristin, my mate." He looked so proud to announce me, which caused me to beam. "Kris this is my mom, Deirdre Davis."
"Hi mrs. Davis, it's nice to meet you." Josh's mom looked up at me a sniffed.
"You smell.. different. Not human, not wolf. What are you?" I was shocked at her question.
"Mom!" Josh yelled. "Be nice."
"I'm sorry dear, it just caught me off guard. But it's nice to meet you too and please call me Deirdre." She gave me a smile. "But I still am curious. But sorry, this is not the time, come on in." Deirdre walked in the house and into the living room.
"What is that weird smell?" I heard a man say from inside the house.
"Dad, seriously, couldn't you guys maybe keep it too yourself and ask later?" Josh looked ashamed.
"Hey, it's okay. I know I'm different, I will explain."
"You don't have to. Seriously, I accept you as you are, I know and that's enough."
"I know." I gave him a kiss and we walked into the house as well.
"Dad, this is Kristin, my mate." Josh said.
"It's nice to meet you, my name is Vincent, I'm sorry about that, I'm still always on guard. Side effect to having to be a Beta this long. But now that's my son's job here." He patted Josh on his back.
"Yes dad I know."
"It's okay, my name is Kristin Miller."
"You're a miller?" Vincent asked.
"Yes, why?"
"That explains it, I know your parents and I know their family story."
"Wait, you're Katy's and Eric's daughter?" Deirdre asked.
"Yes I am." I smiled.
"They are good people." Vincent said.
Not having to explain and them accepting me helped a lot with the nerves. After diner and some small talk, about mating, having pups, yeah the sarcasm in small talk, we went back home. It got me thinking, I looked at Josh in the drivers seat, and I wanted that all with him. Well maybe not pups yet, but the life with him. I wanted it and I wanted it now.
"What's going on in that head of yours?" Josh asked.
"I want you to make you mine." Joshed cocked his eyebrow.
"I'm already yours."
"I know, but definitely. I want to be yours and I want you to be mine, forever."
"Really?"
"Yes so now get us home."
(Smut warning)
When we got home, there was no one in the living room, luckily. So we went straight upstairs. When we got to his room I kissed him, with all that I had.
"Are you sure?" Josh asked.
"Yes, are you?" I asked him, I mean it's a big deal for him too, so if he's not ready, I will wait for him even if it takes a life time.
"Yes, I want to make you mine." With that he kissed me again. We discharged our clothes and josh hoisted me up and got us to the bed. He kissed and sucked on my neck while kneading my boob. He kissed his way down my body, till he was at my wet cunt and licked my clit. I don't know how he does it but my whole body felt on fire as he went down on me. While licking and sucking he added a finger at my opening and slipped inside of me. I couldn't help but moan as he slipped in another and pumped it in and out of me. "Say my name baby, let me hear you. I want to hear my name as I make you cum."
"Josh." I moaned again. He kept pumping his fingers and I reached my peak. "Josh, fuck." I tried to stay as quiet as possible as I came. Not wanting the whole house to know, what we're doing.
"You look so beautiful cumming for me." He said as he came back up and looked in my eyes. "If you want to stop, we can stop at any time."
"It's okay, I want you." With that he positioned his member at my entrance and slowly entered me. "Fuck, that hurts." A tear slipped down my face, but it felt good too. "It's okay." That was the sign he needed to start moving. Slow at first, but as I moaned and he noticed my pleasure he added speed and force. Till we both reached our high and he bit down in my neck and I screamed. Tears were strolling down my face and his teeth retracted. He licked the wound and I moaned at the new sensation.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't want to hurt you."
"It's okay, it feels good now." I said in a sleepy voice.
"You should sleep, marking can take a lot out of you." I nodded and slowly fell asleep, the last thing I noticed was Josh cleaning me up and telling me he loved me.
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