Page 108 of Mate to the Alpha Called God
For a moment, Ismena was sure she didn't hear him right. But, the way he was looking at her, and elegantly patting his left thigh indicated that she must not have heard what she heard. "Huh?"
"Oh, my dear, you have to sit as close as possible to your mate." Mara urged her, unsurprised, "My dear mate's ailment is contagious, so there's a high chance that you'll contact it if there's no 'blockage'."
Ismena figured the blockage was Wolfaraine, her own mate. She wasn't surprised. If a mate's touch can heal wounds and even battle heart diseases—like the one she has, then it can also do this too.
She walked towards him and lowered herself on his thighs. Her body went warm from the insides. His strong arms wrapped around her, drew her closer to him until she was plastered against his body.
Her heart raced like crazy and she bit back a moan of pleasure. God, she can stay like this forever and she'll be alright. He smells so damn good.
"How is Rado doing now?" He asked, his concern apparent.
"He is doing better, Your Highness. Although, his recovery is going so slow," Worry dripped from her voice, "Harhan has been here constantly for the past few years to treat him and give him herbs that were supposed to be effective, but it's not working as fast as it should."
"You should know that it's a virus, Mara. It's not just any disease but Parvovirus. His wolf is sicker than the man, that is why it's hard to heal."
The woman took a deep breath, dipping the washcloth into the water again. "I know, Your Majesty, I know. It's just... I'm so worried. My leopard has been restless since all these began. I can barely feel his wolf and it unsettles me greatly. It's the first time in twenty years since we mated that I can't feel his wolf."
"I understand how you feel. What about Adams?" He asked, referring to the couple's only son.
"He is in my father's place in the Leopard Clan. He went to visit his grandparents." She placed the washcloth on Rado's burning forehead and began running all over his face.
"What about your part, Mara? Have you been playing it well?" He questioned, softly.
Mara nodded firmly, "Yes, I have, Alpha King. Harhan mixed some powerful herbs for me which prevents me from getting contacting the disease...even when I make love with him. So, I try as much as I can to feed his body sexually." She shook her head, miserably. "I want my husband recovered and healthy."
"He will be fine, Mara. He..."
Ismena stopped following the conversation. Does he know he's running his hands through her back? Does he know he'd slipped his hand under her blouse and was touching her naked back?
She could barely concentrate. He left a trail of hot fire burning through her skin everywhere he touched. Something that would be so weird to do in the human world, was so normal as daylight here.
Mara kept on chatting with him so normally as if he was not carrying a woman on his lap and running his strong hand over her body, under her clothes.
Don't you dare get wet! Don't you dare get aroused by this! They will smell your arousal and it will be so embarrassing. Don't you dare, don't you dare, don't you dare...!
She sang like a mantra in her head as she drank in the feel of him holding her like this.
As Mara went into detail, telling him about how Rado's sickness began, Wolfaraine struggled with giving the woman his full attention. He should have known that it was such a bad idea to hold Ismena like this.
The mountain lion was raging inside him, lunging forward over and over again to slash its claws through his chest like it expected his chest to miraculously open up so that it can scratch and tear at the human female wrapped around them.
While, the werewolf was spread out like a lazy dog inside him, growling with pleasure and running its claws in a caress over his chest like it was stroking its mate. The wolf and the male were both feeling so damn good with her wrapped around them like that.
By the time they arrived back at the Tower, it was early evening. They walked silently through the stairs, without talking. But, they were holding hands as if they were a couple.
Only when they reached the third floor of the building did Ismena stop. Her eyes went to the servants coming out from Nalaila's room. "Did you feed her?"
The servant girl was surprised that the question was coming from her, and not from Wolfaraine. "Yes, my lady, I just did."
Ismena was shocked too that she didn't control herself well. What if Wolfaraine gets suspicious? She spared him a glance.
If he was surprised, it didn't show on his face but thankfully, he took over the questions.
"Did she eat well, Aniya?" He asked the girl.
"Oh yes, you did, Alpha King. I did not expect her to eat this much." The girl looked back at the closed door, "The wolf must be in a good mood."
Wolfaraine doubted that. He wanted nothing more than to get into that room and urge her again to live, but he just had a good day for the first time in a while. Sadness and guilt can wait a few hours more.