Midnight Mate

True

Falcon POV

I learned that Katya was a deep sleeper as she continued to move against me while she slept, she also tossed and turned a good amount but it would seem she was plagued with past memories as nightmares. As she slept, I continued to get flashes of images in my mind from her - vivid memories intertwined with emotions. Although mindlink of memories, images, and speaking with each other was common for mates, typically one had to initiate it. But sharing these images without trying was not normal. Then again, the fact that I even heard her in my mind before marking her was not normal as well. Was this because of the scar or mark - not sure what to call it - from a goddess?

I needed to learn the true meaning behind her being blessed, not just from my father. I needed to know what it did to her or for her. Not so I could use her or the gifts it may have given her, but so I could keep her safe. I moved my hand against her, pushing up her night dress so I could place it on her skin. I could feel the softness and warmth of her delicate skin against my fingertips. It was only so I could try to calm her, and it seemed to work a little as she calmed against my touch.

As I slowly moved my hand against her, tracing her skin, my fingers came across another one of her scars. But as I did, another image flashed in my mind - a man hovering over her with a knife. Ash growled within me, "She was stabbed. The scars are stab wounds," he snarled in my mind.

"Let them go. You can have me, just let them go. They are too young," she muttered in her sleep, her voice filled with pain. My heart ached for her, wishing I had sensed her earlier, maybe I could have saved her from this suffering.

Her body started to tremble as she slept, and I realized she was also crying. I pulled her against me, brushing my lips against the mark on her skin. "Falcon," she whispered, and then turned to face me. Her eyes were still watery, and she seemed to be in a state in-between sleep and being awake.

"I can't fail," she muttered as her eyes closed again. She nuzzled closer to me, her body pressing against mine. I could feel her sweet breath against my skin. For a moment, I didn't understand her words, but then the realization hit me - she had to pay a price, just as I did.

Did the witch also tell her that we would be separated if she failed? The knowledge was destroying me right now. What was it Katya had to do? I knew well she could not tell me, and I doubted the witch would. Katya moved against me, her body pressing against mine in just the right way, my arousal was throbbing due to her small movements.

"Mates thinking of us now," Ash's voice filled my mind as an image flashed in my mind of my face. "Her dreams are now filled with us. I feel how we make her feel, how she wants us just as we want her," Ash said in my mind.

"How is he this hot?" she muttered in her sleep as she moved against me. I tried to slip out of the bed. I needed to calm my arousal, but as I moved to get out, she grabbed hold of me, pushing me down on the mattress with a strength I did not know she possessed. Was this perhaps due to the goddess who blessed her as well?

"Mate wants us just as we want her. Stop holding back on her. She needs to get used to how we really are," Ash said in my mind as she positioned herself on top of me.

Her eyes looked foggy, their hazy gaze struggling to focus. Though open, it was clear she wasn't fully awake yet. Damn, she had positioned herself perfectly on me, driving me wild. But I couldn't act on it while she was in this state. I doubted she even knew what she was doing.

"Katya, you need to wake up," I said softly, brushing my hand against her face. Instead of responding, she surprised me with an intoxicating kiss, her lips against mine. As she sat up, her hand traced a tantalizing path along my body, her fingers leaving a trail of sensation in their wake.

"Katya," I said, raising my voice slightly. But she remained in her sleep-like daze, her hand finally coming to rest on my pants, tracing my arousal with her fingertips. "Katya," I groaned, unable to contain myself much longer. Even in this state, her touch was intoxicating.

Suddenly, her eyes snapped open, the fog lifted. The moment she realized what she was doing, her face flushed with embarrassment. "Oh crap," she blurted out, frozen on top of me, her hand still against my arousal. "I-I'm sorry," she stammered, finally moving.

"It's okay," I reassured her, honesty in my voice. "You were sleeping, but I don't mind you touching me." I shifted to get off the bed, "I'll be back in a few, I just have to take a quick shower." I made my way to the bathroom, needing to calm myself down.

Turning on the water, I undressed, the sound of rushing water filling the room.

"Falcon, can I come in?" Katya's worried voice reached my ears through the door.

"Yes," I replied, hearing her open the door. My back was turned to her, but she came up behind me, wrapping her arms around me.

"Don't hold back, it's my fault you're aroused," she whispered against me. My control slipped further, and I turned around, pressing her against the bathroom wall. I brushed her nightdress up, my lips immediately meeting her warm, soft skin.

A sigh of pleasure escaped her lips as I moved my hand and lips against her skin. The scent of her arousal filled the air, intoxicating and enticing. I relished in the taste and feeling of her so close, my feral side barely restrained. With her being human, I didn't want to cause her any harm.

"We won't hurt her," Ash's voice echoed in my head, reassuring me. "She doesn't want us to hold back. She is our mate, made for us." Nipping at her skin, I pushed her panties down, leaving her body completely exposed to me. I gently pinned her hands above her with one hand, capturing her lips with mine. Our bodies pressed together, the heat and desire between us undeniable.

Trailing my free hand against her, I brushed my fingers against her wet entrance. A low growl escaped me, unable to contain my hunger any longer. I needed her, wanted her right now. Pushing my fingers inside her, her breathy moan drove me wild. "Katya, are you sure you don't want me to hold back?" I asked, needing to hear her consent one more time.

"I want you, the true way you are," she breathed out. Her words fueled my desire as my mouth found her body again, my tongue teasing her n****e. There was no one else but Katya for me. Lifting her up into my arms, her back pressed against the wall, I wanted to feel her without protection, the natural way. But I also didn't want to do anything she wasn't comfortable with.

"Do you want me to get a condom?" I asked, seeking her reassurance.

"I'm on birth control," she responded, her voice filled with need. Taking that as a sign, I positioned myself and thrust into her. The sounds of our bodies coming together filled the bathroom, our moans mingling with the rhythm.

As pleasure consumed me, her lips were parted, breathy moans escaping continually. It only fueled my desire further, pushing me to move in her harder, deeper, and faster than before. In that moment, I was a wild animal, lost in the pleasure of being with my mate.

"Falcon," she whispered, her voice barely audible as her walls tightened around me, her nails digging into my skin, sending shivers of pleasure through my body. I felt her orgasm ripple through her, and with one final thrust, I released myself deep within her. As I pulled out, a surge of desire instantly consumed me once again.

"Katya," I began to say, but she hushed me gently, her voice a soft, seductive whisper.

"It's okay, you can keep going," she breathed, her words mingling with the howling of Ash in my mind. She was perfect, flawless in every way. I lifted her effortlessly into my arms, turning the water from the shower off, and carried her back to bed.

"Tell me, Katya, tell me what you want," I demanded, my voice filled with longing.

"You," she exhaled, her breath mingling with the scent of passion in the air.

"I want to imprint myself on you. I want to shield you from pain and fear, to be your everything from this moment on," I confessed, gently rolling her onto her stomach. Slowly, I positioned myself, teasing her with the tip of my arousal.

"No one but me can touch you now, Katya," I growled, my voice filled with possessiveness as I thrust into her, pinning her hands beneath mine. "I will destroy anyone who tries."

She gasped, her pleasure merging with the melody of her moans that filled the room. "I love you," she breathed out, her words a sweet symphony.

"I love you too," I grunted, moving within her with a fervent passion, our bodies becoming the language of our love. Lost in each other's embrace, we surrendered to the pleasure, hours blending together as we became one. Finally, sleep claimed my beautiful mate, and I followed suit, our bodies intertwined in a blissful slumber.