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Mateo

Although Ezra had kept her up all night, Scarlett insisted on her usual workout routine.

Today, they’d chosen to work on her close combat.

She had started to feel secure enough with her self-defence, along with her ability to actually fight.

However, Scarlett’s reflexes were off this morning, so he showed her some mercy and released her from his headlock.

“That was good.”

“I’m doing horribly, and you know it.” Scarlett frowned, not even trying to pull herself up from the floor. She just laid there, staring at the ceiling.

“You are doing extremely well for having been up all night.”

Scarlett blushed, rolling her head to the side to grin at Mateo as he knelt next to her. “This is going to be so awkward once we share our every thought.”

“It will take some adjustments. I might have to stop my very intrusive thoughts when I hear you moan through the whole house.”

Her flush darkened. “I might blow this whole ceremony off.”

Mateo shook his head, brushing sweaty hair away from Scarlett’s forehead. “I think it’s the most beautiful sound. I can barely keep myself from coming with you now, how am I supposed to stop once I can actually feel you coming—no matter who is doing it.”

“You like listening?”

“Of course I do. I even fuck myself to your gorgeous sounds at times.”

Scarlett’s gaze dropped, no doubt to the growing bulge behind Mateo’s pants. “Did you do that last night?”

“More than once.”

Scarlett rose to her knees. “Were you jealous?”

“Hell, yes. I wanted to be the one to make you beg and moan like that.”

“You do.”

He chuckled and cupped her cheek, her palms running over his sore thighs. “I do and I wish I could do it constantly.”

Something in Scarlett’s behaviour shifted then, and she wrapped her fingers around the hem of his sweats, tugging them down to reveal his cock. “What would you do to me, sweet Mateo?”

She dipped down, and his head rolled back as her tongue darted out to lap up the clear liquid leaking from his slit.

He held her hair back, and she sucked his cockhead into her mouth.

Her tongue twirled and for a short moment, he forgot she’d asked him a question—until she stopped sucking.

“I would eat your pussy and suck your clit, make you come all over my face. Then I would turn you on your stomach and fuck your sweet pussy while I stretch your ass with my fingers.”

Deeming his offer sufficient, Scarlett hummed and bobbed her head over his shaft, covering what she couldn’t reach with her mouth with her hand.

“You would take me so well. I would fuck you bare and use my cum as lube until you’d be ready to take my cock in your ass.”

He gently caressed her neck with his fingertips, keeping her hair out of her face. She was purring, her ass arched up as if she was imagining it. The sound sent vibrations up his cock, stirring the beginnings of his orgasm.

“Touch your needy clit, sweetheart.” She did, and he loved how well she listened, no matter how dirty his demands were. “He’s right, you know? You’re such a perfect princess. You would look breathtaking with my cum dripping out of you.”

Scarlett sealed her lips around him and sucked hard, her tongue rolling over his cockhead. Mateo’s thighs shook, and his climax rocked his body, his eyes rolling back. His legs buckled, forcing him to drop his hand to support himself.

“God, you’re perfect.”

Scarlett made sure to swallow every drop of his cum, draining him dry before sitting up and smiling rather wickedly. “I hope those weren’t empty promises.”

He grabbed her face in his hands and pulled her into a kiss. “If you’re still on your period tonight, you won’t be catching up on any sleep.”

“Then you’ll have to drive me to class so I can have a nap in the car.”

“I think that’s a fair compromise.”

After she’d taken a shower and gotten ready for her day, Vince handed over her lunch bag and kissed her goodbye before Ezra did the same. Still tired, but seemingly ready to slay her day, she followed Mateo to the truck and let him help her in.

Indeed, she dozed off not even ten minutes later. Traffic was much better than expected, so he parked in order to let her rest a little more. But the moment he put the car in park, she woke up.

“I should’ve kept driving.”

Scarlett yawned and stretched her arms above her head. “Now you know for next time.” She took his hand and by the way she smiled at him, he knew she wanted to talk about something.

“What is on your mind?”

“A few things.”

“Care to share?”

“Does it bother you when Ezra says he’ll want our first born?”

“Not at all.” But clearly, she needed more confirmation. “I truly don’t mind, Scarlett. Let’s be honest, the first one is a test anyway. Second-borns are meant to be perfect.”

Scarlett laughed and twisted their fingers together. “Don’t let Ezra hear that, he might change his mind.”

“Have you been thinking about being a mother more?”

“I have been contemplating.”

“Don’t feel rushed by our desires.”

“I don’t.”

“Good, because the longer you want to wait the more it’ll torture Ezra and I’m all for that.”

She laughed and leaned her head back, watching a group of students pass by. “You two are in such a sweet love-hate relationship.”

“I might kneel down and propose to him with a cock ring just to fuck with him.”

“Only if you let me watch and I don’t have to stitch either of you back together.”

“I can’t promise the latter.” He lifted her hand to his lips and kissed each of her fingers. “I love watching you blossom into the woman you’re becoming.”

“Thank you. It feels really good. I mean, it still feels surreal and often too much, but then I just curl up in your arms and I know I’m home and exactly who I’m supposed to be.”

“No growth comes without growing pains. You are doing fantastic.”

“When are you going to hunt again?”

“Why? Are you going to join us?”

Scarlett only offered him a smile. “I’ll be cheering you on from afar, spoiling your sore bodies once my brave heroes return.”

“We have an eye on a few vampire sightings, but nothing certain yet.”

“More like a spontaneous thing?”

“Yes. Until then, I’ll be your househusband and take care of my beautiful wife.”

Scarlett bathed in his compliments for a little while longer, before kissing him goodbye and reminding him when her last class ended—as if he didn’t already know her schedule by heart.

He was about to drive off when he got a rather unusual call. “Hi Kurt.”

“Hi,” as always Kurt sounded rather reserved. They still hadn’t truly warmed up to each other—Ezra especially traded disgusted glares with Kurt across the table every Sunday. “Scarlett told me about the whole something borrowed, new, and blue thing.”

“She has?”

“Yeah. I have something blue for her. Do I just give it to her?”

“We thought we should surprise her with it before the ceremony. Do you want to give it to her yourself?”

“I thought we weren’t supposed to see her,” Kurt said. “She said something about surprising everyone.”

“Ah, yes. She did say she wouldn’t tell you which dress she’d chosen in the end. I’m just an hour away. Would you like me to pick it up and keep it safe?”

“Sure.” And without another word, the call disconnected.

Mateo made the drive over and when he walked up to the main entrance, Kurt was already waiting with a small box in his hands.

“She said it was her understanding that it could be anything.”

“That is right.”

Sheepishly, Kurt handed the box over. “It’s a satin handkerchief. She’ll cry—a lot—and she’ll have lots of jewellery already.”

“I think that is very thoughtful.”

Kurt grunted. “It’s important to her. I guess no matter how fucked up I think this whole thing is I won’t be able to change it anyway.”

“I do hope that one day we can become friends.”

“Only because I love her. I still think you three are a bunch of bastards.” When Kurt walked away, Mateo didn’t miss the grin quirking the corner of his mouth.

When Mateo picked Scarlett up that afternoon, he instantly knew something was wrong.

“What’s the matter, love?” he asked, leaning over to kiss her cheek.

“Cramps.”

“Did you take something for the pain?” She nodded and he took her hand in his to comfort her. “Let’s get you home and all comfy then.”

Before driving off, he relayed the information to the other two and hoped they would see it in time to at least warm up her heating pad.

Scarlett had her eyes closed the entire drive, constantly adjusting her position.

He was glad when she was finally home and greeted by Ezra and Vince.

They pulled her into a kiss, Ezra handing her the heating pad while Vince gave her a large steaming cup of hot chocolate—it always seemed to soothe her.

She gave them a grateful smile. “Thank you.”

Silently, Scarlett retreated upstairs to her bedroom.

They stared after her, wondering what the hell they could do to make her feel better.

Mateo decided to make her favourite pasta for dinner and baked fresh garlic bread, but instead of having her come down, he knocked on her door with a tray of food and drinks.

“Is it safe to come in?”

“Yes, all the decorations are covered up,” she muttered from behind the door.

He stepped in and found her curled up between fluffy blankets and plush pillows, her laptop playing her favourite crime drama. “I thought you might prefer to have dinner in bed today.”

Scarlett sat up and leaned against the headboard. “I’m not really hungry, but we can share.”

“Of course.” He sat down next to her with the tray on his lap. “I assume I’m left with the pasta while you’ll eat all the bread?”

But Scarlett already had the garlic bread halfway to her mouth.

He chuckled and dug into the pasta, feeding her a few bites as he deemed necessary.

Once the tray was empty, she kissed his cheek and asked, “Can you stay and cuddle a little?”