answer, Matthew chanced a look at Dean’s face. The
man was showing no emotion in his facial expression, his body
was deathly still, but tears were tracking slowly down his face.
Feeling like he had been punched in the guts at the sight of
those tears, Matthew carefully ran his finger along the track
marks, wiping the dampness from his mate’s face. “Don’t ever
doubt that I want you,” he said forcing Dean to meet his eyes.
“I want you even if you never allow me to touch you beyond
what we are doing now. I want you no matter what you look
like under those clothes, or how long you make me wait. All I
ask,” and he knew as he formed the words in his head, that
they were true, “is that when you are ready, you let me bite
you, so that everyone will know that you are mine. And I will
want you to bite me because I will be so proud when I am
yours.”
“But if we bite each other…then…well, you know…and if I
can’t…then you won’t be able to…and that’s just not fair to
you,” Dean burst out, his brow creased with worry, and it
warmed Matthew’s heart because he knew it was worry for
him.
Matthew guessed exactly what Dean’s garble meant. If they
claimed each other with a bite, then neither one of them would
be able to get a hard on for anyone else but each other. With
Dean unsure as to whether or not he could go through with
sex, and Matthew knew they were going to have to discuss that
in a bit more detail, but he didn’t want them in the car when
that happened, he could see why Dean was so anxious on his
behalf.
“Dean,” he said, cupping the face he knew he was going to love
with every fiber of his being. “I am over 120 years old. I have
had sex, often, I won’t deny that, and I’m not telling you that
to upset you. I’m being honest with you. But for more than fifty
years that sex hasn’t meant anything to me at all. It has left
me feeling empty inside, because there were no feelings
involved, so honestly I’m not worried about whether or not you
will put out.”
“What I do want to do,” he said, staring into those
mesmerizing grey eyes, “is protect you, keep you safe, have
you cook some delicious food for me once in a while, and sleep
in my bed with me at night. And I want us to talk. I would like
us to explore what you might be comfortable doing with me.
You didn’t mind when I kissed you, did you?”
His sweet little mate blushed and damn if Matthew didn’t think
that was the cutest thing ever. “I really liked your kisses, and I
think I probably will want to do a lot more than that, but I’m
just scared to try. It’s been a really long time, and I haven’t
got a clue how it is supposed to feel. I’d hate to freak out on
you and upset you. But I honestly want to try.”
Matthew did smile then, because it was so sweet that all Dean
was worried about was upsetting him. After all the crap his
little wolf had gone through, Dean had to be the kindest, most
caring shifter he had ever met. “Okay,” he said. “Here’s what
we are going to do. I’m going to kiss you, because I really
would like to. Then you are going to hop back in your seat so
we can get back to the pack house. After that, we will find the
time to sit down and talk, just the two of us, and you can
explain what you will be comfortable with so we can claim each
other. Does that sound acceptable to you?”
“It sounds very formal,” Dean said with a giggle, “And a lot
more organized than my thought processes are, and yes, that
is fine with me.”
Chapter Five
It seemed like the whole pack was waiting for them when they
got back to Kane’s house. Matthew knew he should have felt
guilty for not getting Dean back sooner, but he wasn’t going to
regret the talk they had, or the kisses, which probably went on
a bit longer than either one of them had thought they would.
There was something amazingly sensual about just kissing and
Matthew struggled