HUNTED-Chapter 359: By the candlelight (2)

Damon and Aila lay on the blanket, wrapping the furs around them. Aila’s back was pressed against the Alpha’s chest as he cuddled her from behind, occasionally kissing her neck and inciting more sparks and heat to tingle down her body. They stared at the floating lanterns on the lake, listening to sweet tunes from his phone. She sighed in contentment, loving this peaceful moment between them.

After talking about having pups together, that was where her mind kept going. Which then turned towards what her life was like six months ago before she knew about this whole other world. All she worried about was passing her last exams and coursework.

It was strange how quickly things changed, but she still felt passionate about what she’d been striving towards.

"I was going to be a vet," Aila murmured pensively.

"You still can be a vet." Damon tightened his hold on her slightly.

"Do werewolves have pets?" Aila chuckled.

"No.. Animals tend to get scared of us.." Damon trailed off, his voice going thoughtful. "But humans in Silver Thorne have pets.. There’s nothing wrong with still wanting to do that. I managed as Alpha King by myself. I can-"

"I wouldn’t give you all my duties," Aila cut him off. "Well, we don’t have to think about it now. I have yet to graduate!"

Damon chuckled. "I’m sure you passed with flying colours."

Aila grinned, remembering how much hard work went into it. The years of training. She did miss it and hopefully would try to work in the vets in the town. Even if it was part-time and the news didn’t blow up her face revealing who she was, it would be nice to work with animals besides werewolves.

Aila’s breath hitched suddenly at her sight being blanketed behind what felt like a blindfold. "I heard couples do this," Damon said with a smirk in his voice.

"Erm… I don’t mind a little light bondage, but-"

"Don’t say such words. My wolf is listening intently now and wanting to ruin what I have set up," Damon chuckled. "No.. this is not for a .. BDSM session. It’s a tasting session."

"Tasting?" Aila licked her lips, her thoughts turning naughty.

Damon inhaled sharply and released a long breath through clenched teeth. "I can smell your arousal, mate. You are such a naughty little minx."

Aila wiggled her backside with a smirk. "That’s how you like me."

Damon hummed in agreement but did not fall for her bait. "Here.." Damon pressed something smooth and chilled against her lips. She parted them, her lips brushing against his finger before he retracted it swiftly, his own arousal apparent and prodding into her backside.

Biting down, her senses were flooded with the sweet taste bursting along her tongue of what could only be from a grape. Damon continued to slowly feed her. Ranging from chocolate, fruits, fruits covered in some chocolate, and lastly, some strawberries. Sometimes his lips pressed the food to her lips, finishing with a kiss that took her breath away.

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Aila’s hands would reach around, pressing herself closer to him, grinding against him, but he was the one in control and would chuckle, ignoring her little advances. It made her pout.

"Don’t you want any?" Aila asked, wanting to switch roles. She was enjoying this experience, her senses were heightened even more and her body was more abuzz from the sexy Alpha behind her, feeding her like a Queen.

"No.." He swallowed. Aila chuckled, realising Damon was probably feeding himself as well. She had just been so entranced and enjoying the food she didn’t listen out for his movements.

Another strawberry went to Aila’s lips, and she bit into it. She heard him eat the rest. He repeated the action but caressed her lips with the strawberry before allowing her to bite down on it. Her heart began to race from the sensation, and she pressed her lips together, waiting for the next strawberry.

Her lips parted slightly at the cool touch of something different, and then she paused the motion. It was cool, hard and not food. "What is.." Her lips brushed along the smooth edge, and her hands automatically pulled off the blindfold.

Blinking, Aila stared back in shock. Damon slid from behind her and was kneeling before her, holding a ring in his fingers. Aila’s lips parted, and her eyes flicked to the surroundings and landed back on her mate again. Why wasn’t she expecting this?

Malia was already howling in her mind. Damon’s eyes glittered, aware of Malia’s reaction. Aila shushed her, and waited, her heart drumming. Her hand went forwards, already about to accept the ring, only to pause when Damon cleared his throat.

"I do not have some crazy ass speech about how we’re meant for each other because I don’t need to convince you of that. Our souls are already connected as one. So, Aila, my Queen, my angel, my spitfire, you’re already my mate.. Now be my wife." Damon sounded gruff and emotional, and now he waited, seeming nervous for her answer, even though it was not a question. It was very Alpha Damon-like.

The nerves were not, but it made him adorable.

Aila’s gaze flicked to the ring again, still in shock. She wanted to joke, to pretend she needed to think on it for a minute, but he was too cute and sexy, and the emotions spurring in her were about to be released, and her dress was going to get ruined.

Leaping forwards, Aila crashed her lips against Damon as he toppled back, his hands clutching at her backside, the ring digging into her a little. Pulling back, she beamed at him. "I will be your wife, my King."

Damon grinned, relief flashing across his eyes as his hand roamed up her body and found hers by the side of his head. He slid the ring along her finger, and she watched, marvelling a little at the diamond sitting between two small sapphires. It fits perfectly.

"Why were you so nervous?" Aila whispered as she rested her hand with the engagement ring on his chest, admiring it and the handsome man beneath her.

Damon shook his head. "I watched a few too many proposals.." Aila could tell he thought it was stupid.

It was really. They were mates and King and Queen. This was more for her, and so they were husband and wife by law in the human world. They were already technically married in their world. But she’d always dreamed of having a wedding like most girls growing up, and Damon wanted to please her.

"I love you," she whispered, her eyes tearing up and her heart swelling with emotion. A breathy chuckle left her as the tears trickled down her face. "You’re everything to me."

Damon wiped away her tears, hands cupping her face as he leaned his forehead to hers, breathing her in. "You complete me, Aila Cross. I love you." With that, he pressed his lips gently to hers.