His Blue Moon Princess
His Sunshine Baby Chapter 104

"Elena... Elena, are you okay?"

I growl, a bit annoyed. Why does he have to ask so much.... And my head hurts, too. Like, a lot. I frown and struggle to replace my left and right. I hear him chuckling.

"Elena..." He calls me, almost singing it to my ear.

I can feel his beard in my back, and his breath right against my skin.

"Stop it," I grumble.

I kind of feel weird, but that feeling is familiar. Like, not the kind of nice familiar. f*****g hangover, and that headache that goes with it... I struggle, open my eyes and sit up. I don't recognize this place. Where the hell is this? The bed is too fancy to my taste, and there's too much yellow. I'm not fond of yellow.

"Where are we?" I growl.

"I took us a room at a nearby hotel. You felt sick while I was trying to get us back to my place and kept asking me to stop the car..."

"Oh, Moon Goddess..." I sigh, feeling some blurry memories come back. "I drank, didn't I?"

"Oh, yes," he laughs.

It's not funny! I haven't drunk or gotten wasted to that extend in years, what was I thinking? I vaguely remember everyone trying to party with me after I became an Alpha, to celebrate, but I can't even count all the places I was taken to... "Shit..."

"It's not your fault, Elena, you really tried to stop," he says while getting off the bed. "Even Danny and Levi asked people to stop giving you drinks. You looked fine until you suddenly growled at them and asked me to go home."

From the looks of it, I bet I didn't ask nicely. More like I probably whined or bossed him into it. Damn it, I feel really bad now. Did I trouble anyone besides Nate? He pours me a big glass of orange juice and brings it to me with a pill. I take it gratefully. Moon Goddess, that feels good. I take a few seconds to enjoy that and silently apologize to my liver.

"Where's Estelle?"

"She slept at the Lewis'. Your friend Bonnie and her mother said they would take over to watch her when people started dragging you around. She's fine, Daniel actually texted me a few minutes ago to let me know she's still sleeping."

I grab my phone, only to see I got the same text from him.

"I'm such a bad mother..." I whine. "I can't believe I didn't even look after her."

He chuckles, sitting facing me on the mattress.

"You've been taking care of her for four years, Sunshine. You can take a break for once."

I nod half-heartedly and drink some more juice. Truth is, I need to avoid his gaze.

What right does this i***t have to be so handsome so early? And half-naked again, of course. Not that I am going to complain, though, that view is probably the best way to make me damn sober. Seriously, how could I drink so much... "So? The man you love, huh?"

I almost spit out the damn juice. That idiot...! I'm red as a beet, looking elsewhere, dead embarrassed. And it's too late to act like I didn't remember. I clumsily wipe off the juice from my chin. Crap... Why did I have to profess my love for him in front of the whole damn clan for, anyway?

"Elena," he calls me with that naughty smile.

"Oh, shut up..." I growl to hide my shame. "My Sunshine..."

Why does he have to stir me up on purpose! He takes the glass off my hand, crawling closer to me on the bed. Oh, crap, I'm in real trouble...

"Elena, you said you love me."

"So w... what if I did..." I mumble.

He chuckles again and goes down to kiss my thighs. Holy crap, how can he cheat like that. I gasp and look away, trying not to give in. Crap, where the heck is he kissing... His lips go higher and higher, and I blush uncontrollably. That's... He...

Nathaniel keeps torturing me with that devilish mouth of his, and I bit my lip and close my eyes, unable to push him away. Moon Goddess, I forgot how good he can be at that too. I breathe louder and caress his hair, letting him play between my legs. "Nate... Stop it..." I groan.

As if he'd listen. I take deep breaths until he gets where he wants, and I can't help but cry louder. A fire burns underneath, where he's toying with me, and I lose all rational thought. It's just so good... Nathaniel intensifies his tongue movements, going faster, deeper, sucking a bit harder and making me moan for real. I grip his hair, my legs trembling, and gasp and moan until I can't take it anymore. It bursts, exploding like fireworks and blowing my mind away.

All my extremities are tingling, while I catch my breath. Damn it... I rest back on the cushions, and he leans over me with that annoying satisfied smile. s**t, why does he look happy like he's the one who just went to heaven and back?

"Marry me," he suddenly blurs out.

I roll my eyes.

"Nathaniel Black, are you thinking you can f*****g buy me with a f*****g o****m?"

"...I could give you one any time you want," he says with a smile. "If we were married..."

"You don't need to put a ring on me to do that!"

"We can skip the rings part if you want."

Moon Goddess, I am talking to a wall. I push him away, and stumble to the bathroom, hearing him laugh behind me. I let the cold water flush on me, trying to get out of the post-coit daze. Damn it, he's really, really good. So annoying. I take deep breaths, staying under the water for a long time.

What a crazy time to live... I just became the White Moon's Alpha, for real, and got myself drunk over it. Is this okay, for an Alpha? I do remember seeing Clark drinking like everyone else...

I'm trying to figure out which bottle is the shampoo when I hear him sneak behind me.

"This shower is busy, M. Black."

"It has enough space for two, apparently."

"Are you going to always have something smart and annoying to reply to everything I say?"

"...Maybe. Or I can keep telling you I love you, if you'd rather."

Grr, he's so annoying. I ignore him and turn away, but he's faster than me at grabbing the other bottle. He pours a bit of it in his hand, and gently, starts washing my hair for me. Mh... I could definitely get used to that.

"Let's let Estelle with the Lewis, today. We can stay, just the two of us, all day," he whispers.

"You're already tired of your daughter?"

"Never. But I would like a bit of alone time with her mom... With the woman I love."

I blush, and just when I want to hide it, he has me turn around and puts his arms around me, cornering me right there. His blue eyes are closer than I can bear, making me even redder. I... I really have no more defense against him.

Nathaniel smiles and softly kisses my lips. I miss a heartbeat and, slowly, answer to him. I really need to work on my self-restraint with him... With the water still pouring over us, he keeps kissing me, leading this dance between our lips. It's a wet kiss, and somewhat exciting. I remember now, our... second time was in the shower too. Maybe it's from memory, but my body heats even faster, and soon, I am the one craving for more. Our n***d bodies against each over, our hands caressing the wet skin, his skillful fingers teasing me... It gets so hot, so humid in here. I need to hold on to his shoulder, and the shower wall, because my legs are going numb as fast as I'm getting more and more aroused...

A couple of hours later, we are back on the bed, sweating, n***d and exhausted. Damn it... It's like we are back to the old days, having s*x over and over again like animals. My body is so exhausted, I just decide to keep lying there. Nate pulls something over me, a bathrobe I think. I sigh.

"I hate you and your damn stamina."

"We can always work on improving yours," he chuckles, giving me a kiss.

Thanks for reminding me how I didn't train like him while raising our daughter. He is so fit, it's almost too much to bear. And I probably took some weight on, too.

"I hate you..." I grumble.

"Still no marriage?"

"No!"

"It's fine. I can wait until after the war, at least. Estelle will be so pretty in her little dress..."

Why is he imagining it already! I give him a kick.

"You're still not forgiven and not near being forgiven enough, you jerk. I should have you on abstinence instead!"

For four years! That should teach him!

He frowns.

"I don't think I can resist you for more than a week, Elena. Fine, I promise I'll wait a bit longer for the wedding."

"You don't have a choice," I remind him.

He sighs, laying next to me after grabbing the other bathrobe.

For a long while, neither of us talks again. We just lay still on the bed, a bit sleepy, me resting and Nathaniel gently caressing my shoulder. He looks lost in his thoughts. The room is so quiet... It feels like the calm before the storm. And I don't want the storm to come any time soon.

Truth is, it might be our last weeks together. I'm scared. I'm scared I'll lose him, I'll lose Estelle and everyone I love. I don't want to imagine, after the battle, all the corpses, and the silence. Even if I survive, who will I lose? Nathaniel will be in the front lines with me. Both of us might be among the first ones to die. Damian, too, or Liam or Sylviana. Even Danny, Levi, Boyan... If we fall, Nora and the children will be next... Slowly, I recall all the faces of the people I love. So many faces, coming to my mind, haunting me. I buried my mother and father already. Eric, and Reagan, too. I don't want to lose anyone else...

A shiver crawls my skin, and the fear and sadness bring me on the verge of tears. I turn to Nathaniel, suddenly snuggling against his torso.

He puts an arm around me, the other in my hair, soothing me calmly. His smell helps me calm down a bit, but my throat is still tight, and I want to cry.

"What is it...?" He whispers.

"I'm just... scared a bit," I admit.

I hear him sigh shortly after, and he keeps caressing my hair and skin, gently. I try to calm down, letting his smell and skin surround me in a wave of warmth.

"Elena..."

"Hm...?"

"I want you to bite me."

"Really?" I growl. "Of all times, do you have to be feeling kinky now?"

He laughs.

"No, my Sunshine, I meant... Bite me, as if to mark me."

What the f*****g hell.

I push him and sit away, completely taken by surprise.

"Wha... What did you just say?"

He sighs and sits up, facing me with a very serious expression.

"Elena, I want you to mark me as your mate. Your one, official mate."

"Nate, I don't understand..."

"I know you don't trust me, and it will take a while longer to restore your faith in me, because of how I ended things between us. Because of the mistakes, I made before you came back." "You mean all the hoes you slept with."

"Well, yeah," he replies, a bit nervously. "I know the fact that I had a fated mate bothers you, too."

"I hope you're going somewhere, talking about the other women you slept with and the one b***h that left you."

I better never cross that one, because I swear I won't let her out in one piece if I do. Nathaniel nods again.

"Sorry, I'll... Let's leave that out. Anyway, what I meant to say is... I love you, Elena... Selena. I love you. Not because you bore my child, or because the s*x together is great, or because of our past together, whatever. I love the woman Selena Whitewood. The strong, independent woman that doesn't let me get what I want, doesn't fear anyone and is the most beautiful person I know. I even love how we fight and bicker, how you get grumpy and will pull away from me when you're upset, how jealous you get. I love how you're effortlessly sexy no matter what you do or wear; I love how you're both so strong and fragile. I love your fierce side, your caring side. I love your body, your skin, the taste of your lips, your amber eyes, your soft hair. But I love even more the woman inside. I'm crazy in love with you. I'll die if we part again, for whatever reason it is. I have one certainty, Selena. If I live or die in this war, I want it to be with you. With the one woman I chose to be in love with. I want your face to be the last thing I'll see if I die, and the first I'll see once it's over if we win. You're absolutely everything I want and will be satisfied with. I don't care who Moon Goddess said I had to be with. I don't give a damn about fated mates. I want the one woman that I chose myself. My second chance woman, my Sunshine." I... I'm sobbing already. How can he say such things... Like that, just... taking me by surprise and not letting me prepare my heart ahead?

He takes my hand, my shaking hand, looking at me right into the eyes.

"Selena, I know I want to spend whatever is left of my life with you. I don't want anyone else, I swear. That's why I want us to mate. I know a wedding is not something you'll rely on to trust me. But if you mark me, I'll be yours alone. I won't be able to mate another woman ever. You don't even have to let me bite you, if you want. I don't care, I can wait. What I want, is for you to trust me. I'll do anything for that."

"...Are you sure?" I ask with a trembling voice. "There is no changing your mind, Nate. Even if I grow old and smelly and very wrinkly."

"I know."

"I might be disfigured in the war. Lose a limb, or be disabled. You'll be stuck with me all your life."

"I'm fine with that."

Damn it, why does he have to... To take me by surprise all the time? And with those kinds of big words... I don't even know how to react. Aside from my crying and my heart going crazy. I... I can become his mate? For real? His one, only mate? I had never imagined it... My marking on his neck. He had lost his fated mate. What ever left me to think he'd be alright with mating anyone else? I see so many couples together without ever taking that one, scary step... For werewolves, marking each other is the most binding form of union. A wedding is something that can be ended by divorce. A werewolf's marking on its partner will never, ever go away no matter what. And he wants me to mark him?

"Selena, please."

"...Fine," I stutter. "But I want you to mark me too. I don't want it one way."

He can't hide his surprise or his joy.

"Really? I can... I can really wait. I don't want to force you."

"After all those things you said?" I chuckle between my tears. "You think I'd ever replace another i***t to love me like that?"

He laughs, and leans to kiss me.

"...I want to be the only one, very lucky idiot."