32. Your Whole Family
Sacha
It’s a beautiful Sunday morning to wake up wrapped around my human. She’s spent nearly every night with me since the day she dropped off Rhapsody. Sometimes she spends the night in her own bed at her own apartment, but I prefer her in mine. It’s been three glorious weeks of her divine smell everywhere in my apartment, in my office, in my fur, and still I want more of her.
Running my hands across the soft flesh of her tempting body I enjoy the erotic sight of the impressions that my fingers make in her thighs. She’s the perfect size for me to hold onto, to wrap my large hands around, to nuzzle into while my hard dick presses into her warm body.
Being with her is so easy, part of me wonders if I never need to tell her that we’re mates. If we stay together regardless, then what’s the harm in not telling her.
“Sacha.” She moans a quiet protest at my movements, rolling over until I spot the small bruise that my teeth left against her collarbone the night before.
“Did I hurt you?” I ask, running a finger across her skin.
“Just the right amount.” She reassures me with a kiss before closing her eyes again. My mate has every reason to be tired after the gauntlet I put her through last night.
I shift my legs and a small meow protests from the end of the bed.
“I didn’t mean to disturb you either, Rhapsody.” I sit up, offering a finger to the cat curled at our feet, she rewards me with a brush of her cheek, but doesn’t move. I scratch under her chin until she lets out a little purr. “Let me get you some food, huh beautiful?”
“Yes please.” Bailey half-asleep words come out muffled. “And coffee, I’ll suck your balls out through your dick for a hot cup of coffee.”
I huff out a laugh, but what my mate wants, she will get.
I press a kiss to her cheek, she groans again squeezing her eyes shut before I extract myself from the bed, trying not to disturb either of the beautiful creatures, but Rhapsody jumps to the floor and diligently follows me into the kitchen. I feed her before opening my fridge and pulling out breakfast for my beautiful human woman.
The frying pan sizzling on the stove and the smell of warm coffee permeating the air finally rouses my mate. She walks into the kitchen wearing one of my Henley shirts, the open neckline offering a beautiful tease of her unsupported breasts and wonderful glimpses of her thick thighs when she moves. A deep primal desire is satisfied seeing my mate in my clothing. She’s mine.
“Something smells delicious.” She grins.
“I’m making pancakes, bacon, and eggs.” I gesture to the stove.
“I love that you can cook.” She leans on the counter beside me, letting her hip bump against me before she presses a kiss into the part of my bicep at her face level. “Do you know how sexy it is?”
I bump her hip back, giving her a low warning growl. “If you don’t want me to burn the pancakes then you’d better calm your tits down, Beast.”
She gasps in mock horror. “Oh, no! Sir! I promise I can be good until after breakfast.”
“Go sit down, over there, where you will be less of a distraction.” I motion toward the stool at my kitchen island.
“Yes, sir!” Bay gives me a sarcastic salute, I swat at her plump bottom as she moves across the room and climbs into one of my barstools. She looks completely at home in my kitchen. This is where she belongs.
“Do you have any plans for next weekend?” I watch her face intently for a moment.
“Don’t burn my pancakes.” She points to the stove, but sneaks a slice of already cooked bacon from the plate. “I think I’m free, or I can be free, if a certain person wanted me to be free?”
“I wondered if you might want to go outside with me? Away from the office and our little sex den.” I flip a pancake, we haven’t been in public since our very first date, nothing has felt like going out for. “There was somewhere I’m supposed to be next Sunday, and maybe, you might want to come with me?”
“I could probably be convinced to go outside.” She takes a deliciously crunchy bite from her slice of bacon. “Somewhere specific you had in mind?”
“Next week, is the Summer Solstice. The longest day of the year. My grandma Mimi hosts big get-togethers, where the Bigfoots come together and celebrate the solstice.” I explain. “It’s a bit like a barbecue. In the woods. There’s music, and games, and lots and lots of food.”
“Your grandma?” Bay asks slowly.
“She’s not exactly my grandmother, more like a matriarch for the whole Bigfoot family.”
“You want me to meet your whole family?” Bay’s eyes get wide.
“My parents will be there, they already asked about seeing you again.”
“So you want me to save face with your parents?” She almost seems to relax at the idea.
I take a deep breath, “My parents love you, but it’s me that wants you there. I am inviting you, for myself.”
“Oh, okay. The whole family, all at once. Alright. I think, I might need to double check my schedule—” Her words speed up as her mouth catches up with her nerves.
My stomach sinks a little. “It’s okay, Beast. If you aren’t ready then we can wait. Mimi hosts another party at Autumn Equinox, or Winter Solstice, or even next Summer.”
“You’d want me there next year?” She swallows, I cannot read the expression on her face. I flip the final pancake onto a plate, slide it across the kitchen island to her.
“Yes. Bailey. I do.”
“Right.” Her eyes fall on the plate in front of her, but she slips a hand across the cool stone counter and takes my hand, squeezing it encouragingly. “Yeah, I’d love to meet more of your family.”
My chest feels tight at her touch. I tug her hand up to my mouth and press a kiss against my mate’s fingers.
“Thank you, my Beast.”