Chapter 4 Matthew #2
“Well, if you ever want to, just say the word and I’ll happily let you.”
“Really?”
“Why do you sound surprised?” Cornelius carefully tucked my dick back into my pants and zipped my pants but didn’t button them.
“Well, you’re the alpha. I’m an omega and was born as one. And…there’s…I can feel slick.”
“Yes. But that doesn’t mean you can’t fuck me. I want everything with you, sweetheart. Especially if it’s something you want.” Cornelius lifted me, placing me beside him on the couch, and when I watched him try to adjust himself, I remembered that I’d come but he hadn’t.
“Oh, can I take care of that for you? I want to learn,” I said as I dropped to the floor and knee walked over to in between his spread legs.
“You don’t have to.”
“But I want to. Teach me?” I reached for Cornelius’s zipper.
“Sweetheart, you don’t need to because I came when you did. Feeling you shudder in my arms, hearing you scream and moan into my mouth, it set me off and…I came in my pants. I was moving, trying to pull the mess away a bit, but it’s no use.”
I sat on my legs, my mouth in the shape of an o. He’d come in his pants. I’d done that. Me. Mr. Inexperience. I did that to him. “Oh. Should we clean it? I mean, you can use magic, right?” I asked, my hand still on the bulge in his pants. It twitched under my hand, drawing my attention to it.
“I already have, but now you’re on your knees in front of me, your hand on my groin, and now all I can think about is talking you through your first blow job.”
I jerked my hands away and sat back. “Yeah, right. We’re supposed to be talking. Umm, what were we talking about?” I asked because I honestly didn’t know.
“I can’t remember. You have fertile periods like warlocks, you said.”
I nodded.
“Is…should I plan on using condoms? Did you want to wait to have our first little one?” Cornelius groaned and repositioned his cock through his cargo pants. “Sweetheart, you have to come back up here, or I won’t be able to remember everything we need to talk about.”
I slowly climbed to my feet and sat beside Cornelius on the couch, tucking one leg under the other, turning my body sideways so I could look at him.
“Did you not want children?” I asked.
“Very much so. I’ve been waiting for you for a very long time. But you’re young, and if you want to wait, I’m okay with doing so.”
“No, I want kids. But only a couple, not nearly as many as my parents. Then we’ll see in a few decades.” Cornelius ran his fingers through my hair, gently touching the tip of my right ear before he moved and trailed a finger down the side of my face.
“Okay. Sounds good.” He cleared his throat before he nodded and looked at me. “When a warlock goes into their first fertile cycle, it’s quite intense. What’s it like for fae?”
“Pretty much the same. It’ll last about five days, unless I get pregnant before. Then it’ll end. I can’t get pregnant until after you claim me though. So if we wanted to wait, we can.”
“Only if that’s what you want. I want to give you everything, and I can, if you’ll let me. We can travel if you’d like. And I know that Grantham, our coven’s cook, would love to have you help with baking. So if that’s something you’d be interested in, let me know.”
“Really?” I asked, excitedly. That sounded perfect. I would love nothing more than to be able to help provide for my mate’s coven.
“Yes, really. But we can figure all of that out later. Have you eaten? That’s also something we should do before we retire to the bedroom.”
“Oh, can we have pizza? Do you like it? Aspen ordered it the first night I was here, and I love it. I’d never had it before.”
“We can absolutely have pizza, sweetheart. What do you like on it?” Cornelius asked as he picked me up and started walking to the other room.
“Everything. I like everything on it.”
Cornelius smiled down at me. “One supreme pizza coming right up,” he said before he set me on the counter.
I smiled when a pizza suddenly appeared beside me.
It had all of the toppings I discovered I loved.
I knew that Aspen was being nice by ordering it again for me, and I felt bad, but I did eat it both days, and if Cornelius was willing to have pizza with me, I wasn’t going to say no.
“What would you like to drink?”
“Anything is fine. I’m used to either water, tea, or mead.”
“Mead? Really? Umm, we don’t have any of that, but I can see if I can find some. We have milk, coffee, tea, water, and juice. Oh, and there’s beer in the fridge if you want one.”
I wrinkled my nose at that. I’d tried it and discovered it definitely wasn’t for me. “Can I have tea?” I asked. Cornelius nodded, and I watched as he pulled out a pitcher and poured what looked like tea into two glasses that appeared on the counter beside me.
When Cornelius placed two slices of pizza on a plate and handed it to me, I smiled but set it aside while I picked up the glass and sniffed it. It smelled like tea, but it was cold.
“Oh, you meant hot tea, didn’t you? They like cold, sweet tea here, and I’ve had it before. It’s not bad.”
“No, let me try it at least,” I said before tentatively taking a sip.
The taste was the same, but not. I nodded at Cornelius and smiled before taking a larger drink.
I was pretty sure I was going to like his cold tea.
It wasn’t bad at all. My mate grinned at me before he leaned across the counter and kissed my cheek real quick.