Chapter 15

Geoff When he took her to their room, she had avoided his gaze entirely. She threw up her walls again, shielding herself. He stood in front of her as she sat on the bed, playing with the edge of a hoodie she put on to hide her scars again. "I'm sorry..." She said before he even started. "You weren't the only one that had doubts..." She sniffled again, her eyes anywhere but him. "I thought maybe everyone would have been happier if you had a she-wolf as your Mate. Someone strong, someone that could relate to your people, someone dependable." Tears dripped onto her lap, her voice starting to tremble. "All I want is for you to be happy." Geoff stared down at her, watching her tears flow. A month apart put their relationship to the test, and they both nearly failed. His eyes went to his Mark, the eerie red glow was pulsing like it was its own heart. But it wasn't its own heart, it was both of their hearts combined. Beating in sync with one another. Geoff dropped to his knees in front of her, his arms wrapping around her waist as he rested his head on her lap. Her hand went to his hair, combing her fingers through it. "I love you, Geoff. I've never loved another the way I love you." She continued brushing his hair, the motion soothing his heart and mind. Feeling her so close once more, he was never going to let her go again. He pulled back slightly, looking at her. His hands moved from around her and placed on her cheeks. He rested his forehead against hers, breathing in her scent again. "Adelaide , you are the only woman I want in my life. I will never ever doubt us again. No woman could sway me like you can." He told her. She wiped her eyes, looking at him. Her hands reached out and started to unbutton his shirt. His cock hardened instantly, his thumbs stroking her cheek. "I don't believe you." She said to him, pushing his shirt open and ran her nails over his chest. He let a growl rumble in his chest, a soft moan escaping her lips. He went in to kiss her, but she avoided his lips. "What can I do to make you believe me?" He asked her, inhaling sharply as her foot nudged his bulge. She massaged it, his hands dropping from her face and grabbing her thighs. Her arousal fueled him, jump starting his. "I don't know if you can." She told him, removing her foot. He looked at her, his heart rate accelerating little by little. Each throb ached. She cocked her head at him, though her lips were in a thin line, her eyes were sparkling with mischief. He took a deep breath to settle himself the best he could. "Forgive me, Adelaide ." He begged her. She stared at him, probably taken aback that he resorted to that. She looked away from him, biting her lip. His hands moved over her thighs, down to her ankles. He planted kisses on the top of her feet, trailing them up her ankle. She shivered, her head still turned away, but she was watching him intently now. He licked and nibbled her ankle. His hands moved up her leggings and started pulling them down. "J-Geoff." She panicked, grabbing them, but he pushed her hands away. He pulled them off of her, his lips moving back in and kissing her knee. She let out another soft gasp. "Forgive me." He said again, his voice deep as he licked her thigh. She pulled back, moving further away onto the bed, but he prowled toward her. She was panting, her cheeks a light shade of pink. She may act innocent now, but her body gave away her enjoyment. He moved his lips to her inner thighs, nibbling, sucking and licking every inch he could cover. "Geoff." She moaned, losing her composure. He stopped at her panties, seeing her juices soaking through them. He leaned in, inhaling deeply. She gasped, her hands shooting down and covering herself. He tried not to smirk. He moved up her stomach and chest, her body falling back onto their bed. He stared down at her, his hips between her legs and his arms placed beside her head. She was trapped beneath him now. "Forgive me." He whispered down to her, his lips grazing against her chin. He watched her shudder, her hands reaching out and touching his chest. "Okay." She said, but he didn't let up. He licked her jawline up to her ear, sucking on her earlobe. She let out another moan, her fingers gliding over his ribs. Her nails dug into his back. "I don't believe you." He licked her ear before moving down to her neck. She moaned again, her hips grinding up against his. He pressed against her, a soft wet sound catching his ears. He moved back down between her legs, running his tongue against the fabric. She covered her mouth as she moaned louder. "Geoff, they'll hear me." She complained, but she wasn't stopping him. Her fingers wove into his hair as he pushed aside her panties and flicked her clit. She moaned, gripping his hair. He moved his tongue down to her entrance, gripping her thighs. She bucked her hips, her moans gradually getting louder. "They'll hear you." He said between licks, biting down on her clit. She clamped her hand over her mouth as she muffled a scream in time. "Then stop." She pleaded, but her actions didn't match her words. He stopped abruptly as he knew she was close to climaxing. She trembled, whimpering softly that she couldn't finish. He moved up, leaning over her. "Do you truly want me to stop?" He asked her. She shook her head slowly, releasing her mouth. "Do you forgive me?" He asked more firmly now as he pulled off his pants, his cock ready to go. He watched her lick her lips at the sight of it. "Okay okay. You're forgiven, just please." She whined, reaching for him. He smirked at her as he glided inside her sex. He grunted, holding still as his cock felt her familiar walls squeeze him. She let out a sigh, laying her head back. "I've missed you." He said to her. He helped take off her sweater, showing the tank top underneath. "How much clothing do you actually need?" He asked her after pulling the tank top off next. "Uh hello? I'm not a walking furnace." She said to him. Once she helped remove his shirt, they were both bare and Adelaide grew shy all of a sudden. Her arms rested over her belly. "Don't hide yourself from me." He growled down at her. She slowly moved them away, showing off her scars again. He leaned down and kissed her sweetly, his hips thrusting slowly. She moaned against his lips, her hands scaling over his muscled back, grazing each slope, each rise of his shoulder blades. The women in Hawaii were nothing compared to her, and he was a fool for thinking otherwise. "Geoff." She moaned his name as he pulled away from her lips. He kept the slow and steady rhythm, looking into her eyes. As one hand supported himself, the other took her hand, slipping his fingers between hers. He looked at her hair, the way it shined in the winter sun that graced through their window. His eyes wandered over her scars that will forever be carved into her flesh. Each scar representing a painful memory, ones that she'll never be able to truly forget, but these scars formed a warrior. His Queen. She had overcome so much over the past several months, and he was grateful to watch her grow. "Adelaide ." He groaned, pressing his cheek against hers, applying just a bit of his body weight onto her. He wanted to mold her into his flesh so they'd never have to part again.