No More Waiting
It was a good thing Baron wasn’t just most men. He was her mate after all. Which helped him not being bothered by her skeletons as it was like he’s her soul mate. Miranda being honest with him definitely helped her cause. Baron wouldn’t give her his bite without checking to see if she wanted it first. He wanted Miranda to want his bite and to be with him. Her kinks wouldn’t send him running. Tom was slightly afraid of hurting Miranda but if she told him she can handle it then he would take her word for it. She would know better than him after all. They could discuss their kinks and how far they liked to go when the time came. He hoped she was into some of the stuff he liked as he had issues in the past with women he’d been with. “Definitely not.” Baron chuckled,knowing what would happen. If they were already getting riled up on the inside he could only imagine what would happen if their human minds weren’t in the way. “That’s a good idea. We won’t want them dragging us around.” Especially if Baron was in the middle of a match. Baron nibbled on Miranda’s earlobe as she answered him. “Very.” He murmured,smiling as she nuzzled him. He shivered at her nails against his skin and groaned at her nipping at him. They weren’t making things easier on each other. Miranda whispering those things to him made him bite his lip as his length throbbed. “I want you even more now.” He growled,moving his hands to grip her ass as his mind ran wild with images of him taking her. “I love serial killers documentaries and shows like that. Knives are very fun,if you like that too. I love riding bikes. Pain in bed and fun toys are things I am happy to do to you until you’re shaking and can’t move anymore.” He told her,hoping she meant everything she said as he meant what he was saying. Baron grinned as he took one hand off of her ass before smacking it back down onto her backside hard and resting his hand there like he did nothing. Hopefully their beasts would let them have time to get to know one another. He didn’t want to move too quickly and scare his little Mouse. She reminded him of a mouse with how quiet and cute she was. Only inside she was a fierce wolf.
And she did want his bite, she just needed time to realize it for herself. It was a hard thing to accept, it would change her entire life after all. Any pain he caused her would equal out to absolute pleasure for her. Miranda felt like she could almost experience his arousal, the pulsing need, but her own was just an echo of his, her own desire nearly too much to handle as she sat atop him. "The feeling is mutual," she breathed with a fresh flush to her cheeks. There was no need to fear scaring her off since their beasts didn't seem to be agreeing to taking things slow in any way. Miranda cried out with the small, her hips grinding more against his. If he did more things like that, she wouldn't be leaving without some aching body parts and possibly his bite. That meant she'd just have to figure things out after. Right then, with her beast so much in her head, it felt wrong not to have his bite, her neck even moving in offer as if it'd be as simple as that. Mouse was an apt nickname, and all she could think to call him was Wolf or Wolfie thanks to his 'Lobo' tattoo behind his ear. Even if it was on the nose, people would think she was referring to his character or the tattoo, not suspect the truth. "You're going to have to make me get off you," she murmured, her hands moving over his chest, digging her nails in before she dragged them down his abdomen to unfasten his pants. Whether or not she was planning to go through with anything, she couldn't seem to stop herself from undoing his pants at least. Nuzzling her face against his neck, she moved her hands back up, settling them on his arms instead. She hoped they were safer there because she was back to being afraid that she'd be the one to drive him away.
