For Him #2
“Hey, what can I get you guys?” The man behind the counter asked, looking cheerful despite the late hour in his pink and white striped shirt.
“Anything in specific or want me to order?” He asked me.
“You order,” I said. If I liked it, it meant he knew me as he said.
“We’ll get two of the ice cream roll pots, one in Oreo Blast the other in Nutty Dream. Weird fucking names.”
The man chuckled nervously, and I could tell he looked a bit scared of Alejandro. I didn’t blame him. Even though he was masking his aura, he still had a very powerful energy around him.
“Ah, yes… anything else aside from that?”
“Nah.”
The man got to work, and I watched with interest as he began to create the ice cream rolls.
So fascinating. Once he was done, he sprinkled some Oreo biscuits on top before starting on the second one and drizzled some melted chocolate on top.
Alejandro took out his wallet, and I frowned, seeing a picture of me in it.
I only caught a glimpse as it was at an angle, and he flipped it shut, sliding his wallet back into his pocket.
Hmm… he didn’t even open it in a way for me to see it… maybe I was being paranoid.
He picked up the pots and we stepped back into the cool night. Passing me the Oreo pot, he took my hand as we walked back over to the bike.
“Thank you,” I said, tugging my hand free from his and slowly began eating. It was so yummy. I glanced at his pot. So he liked nuts….
“Hazelnut chocolate. You smell just like it but better,” he smirked. My eyes widened in surprise.
“I don’t think I smell like chocolate.” I sniffed my jacket, and he smirked.
“Trust me, Amore Mio, you do. Hazelnut chocolate had always been my favourite until you came into my life. Want to try?” He held his spoon out to me, and I tasted it slowly. It was nice, but I preferred the Oreo. “Fucking small spoons.” I smirked.
“Don’t you complain about everything?” I asked before realising what I said.
“Maybe.” Our eyes met, my heart racing under the intensity of the emotions in his eyes.
“Guess you’re the only one who can put up with me.
You came into my life and fucking turned it upside down.
Not only did you become my favourite dessert you also became my all…
you are and always will be the only one I will love.
” I swallowed, my stomach a mess of nerves at his words.
“I…” He placed the back of his finger against my lips.
“You don’t need to say shit. I waited years for you to find me…. I can wait for however long I need to, as long as, in the end, you return to me,” he said quietly. The emotions in his husky voice made my heart thunder.
“Alejandro…”
I didn’t know what to say. He wasn’t lying, I felt like I could sense that. His emotions were so intense that I couldn’t breathe properly, but he was right. I didn’t need to say anything, so instead, I simply raised my cup of ice cream.
“Thank you.”
A small smirk crossed his lips, and he nodded as we stood there, gazing into each other’s eyes, and something told me that maybe, just maybe, things would be okay…
Alejandro
She had relaxed, I could sense that much as she ate her ice cream, licking her spoon slowly as if savouring every little drop. Her eyelids fluttered shut and I leaned against my bike, tugging her gently by her hips in front of me. Her heart hammered as her eyes flew open, staring down at me.
“I won’t bite, Amore Mio.” I leaned over, brushing a strand of her hair aside.
Unless, of course, you fucking want me to, then I’m ready to mark every inch of this divine body and make you fucking see stars.
She nodded, giving me a small hesitant smile. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever laid eyes on, from her unique blue-green eyes to her plump lips... my fucking goddess…
“Is it… does it hurt that I’ve forgotten you?” She asked quietly. She was watching me sharply despite asking that, and I wondered what was going through her mind. I smirked,
“I won’t lie, because you can fucking tell if I do, right?
” She nodded, and I placed my empty cup down on the bike next to me and caressed her hips.
“Yeah, it does, a whole fucking lot, because the thing is, you are my fucking lifeline, the light that kept me focused. My reason to live and my reason to be the best I fucking can be.”
Her cheeks turned a gorgeous hue of pink as she nodded, her gaze falling to my neck before she looked up at me, her eyes sharp as if a sudden thought came to her.
“We are mated and marked?” I nodded.
“I’m sure these sparks are proof of that,” I whispered huskily, slipping my hands under her top and caressing her smooth skin. The sparks between us surged through us, and her breath hitched.
“So, how did we first meet?” She asked me, her heart pounding as she placed her hand on my shoulder. I knew her enough to know the effect I was having on her. This was going to be pretty fucking simple. All I needed to do was take advantage of the attraction she felt towards me.
“The story isn’t pretty. Let’s just say first we fucked.
I still remember that day in my office. Since the first time I saw you, there was just something about you…
you felt the same, and one thing led to another…
” The urge to kiss her right then was getting the better of me, so I broke our eye contact.
She let out a breathy laugh, and I smirked.
“That actually sounds believable. Even if I couldn’t sense if you’re telling the truth, it sounds like something that could happen between us,” she said, turning and tossing her ice cream pot in the trash can not far from the bike. She smiled when it went right in.
“Yeah?” I asked.
“Yeah…” Her eyes dipped to my lips before she looked away, seeming to be very aware of our position.
“What is it? Want me to fuck you all over again?
“No! I meant, I just…”
“You know, Amore Mio, if you want me to revive that memory, I’d be more than willing,” I added huskily, yanking her close, her chest against mine. Her heart was pounding wildly as she stared into my eyes.
“No thanks… so, umm, what happened next?” She asked, trying to change the topic.
“I tried to push you away. I knew you were too fucking good for me. I was in a dark place and didn’t think anyone needed that shit in their life, but you remained stubborn.
I chose someone else to be my Luna… but when it came to marking her, I couldn’t do it.
All I could think of was the fact that I wanted my nympho, even if it was selfish of me.
The rest is history. Found out I had put a fucking pup in you, too.
” I placed my hand on her stomach, and, fuck, it took my all not to kiss her.
I didn’t sugarcoat shit because there was no point in lying or hiding it.
I hated what I did back then, but we got passed it.
“You sure are to the point,” she replied, amused.
“Yeah, I am.”
“I kinda like it.” She whispered hesitatingly.
“Yeah?”
Yes, but don’t let it get to your head, she replied through the mind-link, rolling her eyes.
“Now, let’s go home. I want to sleep.” As much as I would have preferred to just talk to her all night long, I knew I had to take this at her pace.
“Sure thing.”
I moved back on the bike, tossing my pot in the trash can and flipping my leg over before I motioned for her to get on in front of me.
“A little keen to have your arms around me?” She replied, and I smirked. She may have forgotten most of her memories, but she hadn’t lost that spark.
“No. I rather have you bouncing on my dick if we’re being honest.”
And that is how it’s played.
She blushed, and I motioned for her to get on. It felt good to have her in front of me. I inhaled her scent before revving the engine and driving towards home.
“Alejandro…”
“Yeah?”
She leaned back, but I could sense her unease. She may know certain things, like mind-linking, but she didn’t know how to block her emotions off, and I was not about to point that shit out, either.
“I had a dream.”
“A dream?” I asked, the wind rushing through my hair as I looked ahead, frowning deeply. Did she mean today? Is that why she panicked, and I had to give her a slight slap to wake her?
“Tonight… I was in a castle. It was dark, but I knew it was some sort of stone castle, and someone called me. He said, ‘My Queen’. I asked who was there, and he replied, ‘Your King’, but it wasn’t you. It didn’t sound like you.”
My heart rate quickened, and a thought crossed my mind, was that fucker somehow getting into her head?
“Anything else?”
“He said he’ll find me and not to trust anyone… and I know that I can’t get my head around everything, but I can’t deny that we have a connection.” As much as that made me smirk cockily, now was not the fucking time. This was not fucking good.
“I won’t lie to you. No matter how fucking hard this shit is, I won’t. Don’t trust him. It’s probably the one responsible for your memory loss.”
“I thought that too. It made me doubtful… but after what Dad and you both told me about this Crimson King… I didn’t want to just stay quiet about it.”
“Smart move. We can’t trust him, and from what I know, to break this curse on Dante and Delsanra, we need to find him.”
“How can I help?” She asked, her voice full of sadness and concern.
“Just take care of yourself, and if anything else weird happens, make sure to tell me.”
“I will… I promise.”
“I’m liking that one ice cream bought your trust pretty fast, huh,” I teased, nudging her shoulders. She smiled slightly, glancing up at me.
“Don’t get too cocky. It was not the ice cream.”
“Then what was it? My fucking charm?”
“As much as I find you rather… appealing, no. It was your honesty,” she said. “Thank you for not treating me like something fragile or broken.”
“You’ve never been fucking fragile or broken. Trust me, I know.” I winked at her, and she turned away, her eyes wide and her heart thudding.
Neither of us spoke, a comfortable silence falling between us, and when I bent down to kiss her neck, she didn’t jerk away. A soft gasp escaped those plush lips of hers, her heartbeat picking up, and she simply turned her face away.
Yeah, that’s my girl.