I will be back (Guardians of Red Moon city #2)

| 12 | Date with Kian

Aleida POV

    I'm exhausted when I turn the car off. But I can't show it to my mate. It feels wrong to be full of energy when I'm with his brother while totally indifferent to him. No. I have to stay spirited and alert for him. The address Kian assign me takes me to an old-fashioned cinema.

    I don't see Kian anywhere, therefore I decide to go in and wait for him. The heavy glass door opens, and I walk right into the chest of my mate. He looks down at me with a smile.

"There you are! I was just wondering when you were going to show up," Kian says and kisses me on the forehead, making me blush at the intimate gesture.

"Sorry, I had to drive slowly here. I'm a little tired, that's all," I answer and smile.

"My brother tired you out, huh?" he asks with a big smirk on his face.

I punch him playfully on the arm, and he throws his head back in laughter. He's holding a big bucket of popcorns and two sodas.

"So, what are we going to see?" I ask, happy to change the subject.

"I wasn't sure what to choose, so I bought tickets to everything."

"Seriously? You could just have asked me or chosen whatever; I don't care as long as I get to spend time with you," I tell him and kiss his cheek.

"You truly are an incredible woman."

"Why? Because I let you choose which movie we are going to see?" I ask with one eyebrow raised.

"No, because you see the value in the little things. Like spending time with me."

"That's why I'm here, ain't it?"

    He choose some kind of action movie; it doesn't bother me, though. I'm happy watching my ecstatic mate anyway. His face lit up every time someone makes an explosion. Those beautiful eyes never leave the screen. I'm not bored, not at all—just kind of horny.

    I guess Miliano didn't fill up the satisfaction meter all the way. My hand lands on his leg and slowly moves its way up to his crotch. It takes a little while before he notices what I'm doing and looks baffled for a moment. I smirk in return and push my hand down his pants.

    He stiffens immediately in my soft hand, feeling the veins and how the whole thing is pulsating with need. The alone time I have with Kian isn't the sweet and romantic thing I have with Miliano. With Kian, it's passion, dominance, and lust. And I need both these sides.

    One of them is never going to be enough. I have the best of two worlds, and I won't trade it away now that I have the chance to be naughty. He growls in pleasure, not loud enough to disturb the other visitors but loud enough for me to hear.

    I don't even know what makes me touch him this way from the beginning. Maybe it's due to the lack of touch or the fact that I really missed my mates during the time I was away. No matter what it is, I feel a kind of appeal to him, and my whole body is screaming to get a taste of him.

    He takes my hand, smirks, and gets up. We climb over the legs of the other movie-goers, and it takes us out of the theater. He still holds my hand and leads me to the luxury hotel opposite. Kian tells his name and gets a room key while I look at him with a raised eyebrow.

"No, I didn't know that we would end up this way. It was rather a preparation just in case, and obviously, my guessing right," he says and winks at me.

    I roll my eyes and try to keep my amused grin unseen. We walk side by side into the elevator, my hand still in my mate's. Kian kisses me on my temple and smiles down at me. A strand of hair has fallen in my face, and he moves it behind my ear. He can be incredibly soft and cute once he put that side to it.

    The doors open, and we step out into a dark red luxury hallway. He takes me down the hall with him. Golden digits sits on the door, '362'. With the key card in hand, he quickly opens the door, and we almost tumble inside. Kian falls on the floor and accidentally pulls me down with him.

    I land on him, which makes him utter an "oof" sound. We laugh, and the vibrations in his body make me bounce up and down. Staring into each other's eyes, we stop laughing and become sober. His eyes slip over my body, and it's enough to make me shudder with pleasure.

    Both Kian and Miliano have that effect on my body; I can't control it. I take the first step and press my mouth against his. The desire between us makes our tongues meet violently. My hands slip over his chest and pulls his hair a little rough. He growls again by the pleasure, just as he did in the movie theater.

    His hands land on my shapely ass, and the fabric from the dress moves up over it. He utters a sound that I guess is happiness when he realizes that I have a pair of thong on the lower part of my body and nothing else, no pantyhose, no nothing.

    I get up off the floor and pull him with me to the bed without breaking our kiss. His hands slide over my thin white dress and land on my big breasts. He grumbles at the feeling and breaks our kiss to rip off his suit; the shirt follows shortly. His clothes land with a low thud on the floor.

    The only thing he's wearing was a pair of thin blue boxers, and they're hanging very low around his waist. His six-pack is as shapely as they always were, if not even more. Accidentally I lick my lips; he follows my movement and smirks at me.

"Do you like what you see, love?" Kian asks in a husky voice.

"Oh, you know I do, baby," I answer with a greater smirk than he has.

    He growls and kisses my neck, his canines barely touching my marking spot. I squirm under his touch and whimper. He climbs off me and looks down at my dress.

"If you want to keep that dress intact, I suggest you take it off. Otherwise, I'm going to rip it."

    I giggle and drag it over my head. My matching lacy bra and panties make my body look more mature than it had before I gave birth to the twins. Kian looks like he agrees; he's not far from drooling at this state.

    He climbs on top of me and catches my lips with his again, his fingers dancing on the outside of the thin material, keeping him from touching me. His hand finds its way under my back and unbuttons the bra. It's flying through the room and lands; the goddess knows where.

    His tongue licks around my areola, and my n*****s instantly become stiff by his movements. My groans are so far low, but I know that before the evening is over, I will scream of ecstasy—his finger searches under my panties and bumps into my delicate nub.

    My breath catches in my throat, and I bend my back by the sensation. His lips move lower and lower until he's licking my p***y outside the panties.

"Please, Kian. I need your mouth on me," I whimper.

    He rips my panties off me and puts his mouth at my sensitive clit. I moan louder with each stroke of his strong tongue. A finger finds its way into my wet hole, and shortly after, another one follows. I squirm back and forth, not really sure what I'm supposed to hold on to.

    My hands grab his head and push his face harder against me, and I gasp when I feel that I'm about to c*m. He removes himself, and I whimper from the absence of him inside me.

"Don't worry, little one. You're going to get what you want," Kian growls.

    He positions himself between my legs; the tip of his d**k is teasing my entrance. I decide that I can't do anymore teasing and grabs his ass to push him all the way inside me; we both gasp at the feeling. He begins to move, and I immediately start to moan while feeling his balls slapping against my ass.

"I've missed you so much, baby," he grunts in my ear.

    Dear goddess, isn't this amazing!? I feel the pressure building up in me, and that feeling makes me whimper louder than before. That's what this excellent male specimen does to me.

"Oh no, you don't. Not yet, baby; I want to c*m with you. Hang on a little longer," he coo.

    I try my best to keep my orgasm away while Kian increases the pace, and my body jerks by the force. He swears and takes one of my breasts in his hand, massaging it a little harder before his tongue moves over the area again.

    He breaths heavier now, and I know he isn't far from his orgasm. I moan and don't know where to go; the only thing I want is to let my orgasm free. His hand moves down to my p***y. The pressure applied to my clit makes it hard not to release.

"c*m!" he demands while pinching my clit.

    I scream his name and fall apart in his arms. He comes with a roar, and we become a pile of flesh. Neither one of us wants to move. We lay there, him still inside me, breathing heavily. He moves away and places himself beside me on the bed. I put my head on his bare chest and let out a breath of satisfaction.

"Damn, that was amazing," Kian says.

"Yeah, it truly was."

    We lay there together in bed, talking for what feels like hours before we decide to put our clothes on. It's time to go back to my packhouse. Kian escorts me to my car, just as Miliano did, and kisses me on my mouth with his hands on my cheeks. I smile at him when we break apart.

"I'll see you back at the packhouse, okay?" I ask in an attempt to make that pout go away.

"Yeah, I'll see you, my queen."

    He kisses my hand and walks away. I climb into my car and begin my drive home. It's faster to drive when the warriors don't stop me in every territory I pass. However, my thoughts are on my mates all the time, and that's probably why I don't notice how fast the time passes.

    It's in the middle of the night already! I should've been back a long time ago. Although I don't mistrust Michael and Luis to take care of my sons, I also don't want them to be awake late just because I forgot about the time.

    I push the accelerator down and try to get home as soon as possible. The idea occurred to me that I have no idea how neither Kian nor Miliano made it to these places. Shouldn't they have cars too? In itself, you never know with those two.

    I see the border of our territory and breath out. When the packhouse appears, I slow the car down. Just because I get delayed home doesn't mean I have to drive like a fool in the neighborhood. I park the car as quietly as I can and open the front door slowly so as not to wake anyone.

"Well, well, well. What do we have here?"

    I scream and jump by the sound. Jason, Nathan, Michael, Killian, and Henry are sitting there smirking at me.

"What the hell!? You scared the living s**t out of me!" I exclaim.

"Oh, little sister, aren't you in trouble?" Jason chuckles at me.

"What do you mean?" I ask, not understanding a thing.

"Where have you been?" Nathan asks me in a stern voice.

"Oh, come on! I'm not some kind of kid," I say and roll my eyes.

"Where. Have. You. Been?" Nathan continues.

"With my mates, why are you creepy about this?"

"I told you she got laid! You owe me a twenty," Jason exclaims happily, making Nathan sigh deeply before slapping a twenty in his little brother's hand.

"So, was it good?" Michael asks like a true girlfriend does when you meet for weekly gossip.

"Dear goddess, give me strength..." I say, tired, pinch the bridge of my nose, and pray a silent prayer. "Why are you making bets about me having s*x?"

"It's more fun that way! Was it both or one? And if so, which one? At the same time?" Michael continues.

"Michael, I swear to the goddess that if you don't shut the f**k up right now, I'm going to strangle you with my bare hands," Nathan says, looking like he's about to vomit.

"I can give you all some details if that makes you happy," I propose.

"Yes!"

"No!"

    They both answer at the same time. My brother doesn't want to know while Michael is ecstatic.

"Yes, I got to f**k two separate times this evening. Happy?" I ask with a smirk on my lips.

"Another fifty!" Jason exclaims again, which makes Nathan grumble while giving him his money; I turn around and walk straight into my mates who's looking confused over the situation.

"What are they doing?" Miliano asks with one eyebrow raised.

"Oh, these idiots? They were betting on me getting laid tonight," I shrug and walk past them.

"What!?" Kian and Miliano exclaim in unison.

"Yeah, Jason earned seventy dollars on his baby sister tonight. Guess I wasn't the only one who got lucky," I say and smirk at them. "By the way, how the hell did you come home before me?"

"Helicopter," they answer in unison.

"Of course, what else? Everyone has a helicopter nowadays, apparently."

    I sigh and walk up to my bedroom while the others snicker behind me. I can't stop the growing smile on my lips, though- the lips both of my mates have kissed tonight. They truly do love me, after all!

A/N:

Hello everyone!

The dates are over and our Aleida got herself some good ol' smooshing!

~ Which date was best?

~ Do you think it's a good thing that her mates are opposites?

~ Which of Aleida's brothers is your favorite?

Please let me know your thoughts since they help me develope in my creative process! Thank you for reading, lots of love.<3