Chapter 158

Carol’s POV

Today, I made a ton of food. I made eggs, bacon, sausage, pancakes, French Toast, regular toast, and waffles. I also made homemade orange juice. Coffee was already brewing and filling the penthouse with its aroma. My mouth was practically watering at the sight of it all. I managed to get everything finished by the time Aiden woke up for the day.

I admittedly woke up several hours earlier than I normally do so I could prepare him for this feast. Fiona and my parents were staying at Oliver’s penthouse for the night so Aiden and I could have the place to ourselves the night after our wedding. I was planning on spending the entire day with my mate and I was selfishly going to hold him up in this apartment the entire day.

I was wearing sexy red lingerie that I bought a few days before the ceremony with Fiona’s utmost approval. I never usually felt sexy, but the way Aiden looks at me when I wear normal clothes spikes my desires and makes me feel like the most admirable woman in the world. I could only imagine how he’d look at me wearing this little number.

I was almost giddy with anticipation.

I heard Aiden getting out of bed and my heart nearly leaped into my throat. I wasn’t sure why I was suddenly nervous. Maybe because this was the first morning we had as a married couple, and I wanted everything to be perfect. I didn’t want him waking up with regret even though everything had been carefully planned out and marrying one another wasn’t a last-minute decision.

The door of the bedroom swung open, and Aiden walked down the hallway looking almost disheveled. His eyes were wild as he fought to keep control of his wolf; because we were connected in more ways than I could count, I already knew what the problem was.

He was worried when he woke up in bed alone; his wolf didn’t like the fact that his mate and new wife weren’t lying by his side. Especially since we spent half the night making love until we were both too exhausted to continue and fell asleep holding one another. My cheeks flushed at the memory, but it turned crimson when I saw that Aiden was wearing nothing but his boxers.

His abs were on full display and my mouth watered at the sight of him, even if he was almost feral.

When his eyes met mine, he visibly calmed, and he ran his fingers through his hair. I was hiding behind the counter, so he couldn’t fully see me yet.

I smirked at him.

“Calm your wolf, Mate,” I told him teasingly.

“You weren’t by my side when I woke up. I thought you left,” he breathed, looking almost embarrassed by his earlier reaction.

I smiled at him, trying to be as loving as I could.

“Wouldn’t you feel it if I wasn’t in the apartment? Can’t you feel my every move and hear my every thought?” I asked him.

He looked at me for a moment and I saw a slight blush on his lips.

“I’ve been trying not to listen in on every thought,” he admitted. “I don’t want to invade your privacy and scare you off.”

“I married and sealed our mate bond,” I reminded him. “I don’t think I can just leave. Plus, I wouldn’t want to. I love you, Aiden. Nothing can tear me away from you. I like it when you’re in my mind. Yeah, it freaked me out at first, but I’ve gotten used to you being able to hear my thoughts. Not to mention, I kind of like hearing yours.”

He grinned.

“It did make things more exciting last night,” he said, wiggling his brows.

I chuckled and nodded in agreement. I liked being able to hear exactly what he wanted and where. I also loved that he knew exactly what I wanted. My heart hammered against my chest from the memory, and I was eager to make more memories.

He frowned then and looked me over. He couldn’t see all of me, but I knew he could see the tint of red from my lingerie.

“Why did you wake up so early? I thought we were sleeping in today,” he said, furrowing his brows.

Just then, the coffee maker beeped, and I smiled.

“I thought I would make my husband breakfast this morning,” I told him. I motioned for the dining room table and his eyes grew large. I laid out the food perfectly for him to see.

“You didn’t have to do all of this,” he said. “I should be the one making you breakfast. Or at least order it.”

“I like cooking, and I wanted to do something for you,” I told him. “Go sit and I’ll bring you the coffee.”

He nodded and went to sit at the table. I moved around the kitchen and poured a couple of mugs of coffee. I brought the coffee mugs over to the table and casually set one down in front of him before setting mine down in front of my plate. I pretended not to notice his hungry gaze while he finally got a look at what I was wearing. My cheeks were probably as red as my lingerie, but I bit back the smile as I grabbed the cream and sweeteners from the counter and brought them to the table.

Just as I set them down, a low growl emerged from the depths of his throat, and he grabbed my arm. I nearly screamed at the sudden movement and soon, I was directly on his lap, straddling him.

“And what exactly do we have here?” He asked, his tone sultry and sending warm chills down my spine.

I grinned.

“Breakfast?” I asked, teasingly.

His eyes darkened.

“I see you have my favorite meal,” he said, positioning himself so his cock was pressing against my clit. I moaned at the feeling of him beneath his boxers. I wasn’t wearing any panties with this lingerie, and I knew that he knew it too.

He pulled the front of the gown down and sucked my nipple into his mouth, a deep moan escaping him. I rubbed my thighs against him, the friction being almost too much for me to handle.

“Aiden,” I gasped.

He released my nipple with a pop and gazed up at me, his eyes loving and lustful all at the same time.

“Are you going to feed me, Wife?” He asked.

I smiled and reached behind me to grab a piece of bacon. I brought it to his lips, and he grinned as he opened his mouth. I put the bacon in his open mouth, and he crunched down on it, chewing it slowly as his eyes never left mine. He continued eating the bacon until it was gone and all that was left were my fingers that he seemed to be enjoying the bacon grease on them, so he licked them clean.

I ran my fingers through his hair while I continued to feed him with my other hand. He moaned in satisfaction, looking content. His cock twitched under me, and I knew that I was doing something right.

With a smirk, he reached between us. I narrowed my eyes, wondering what he was up to, but then I felt him at my entrance, and I gasped. Waves of pleasure shot through me, and he wrapped his arms around my hips, lifting me up and then I sunk back onto him, feeling him deep inside of me. I gasped and moaned at the incredible sensation; I was full of him, and I loved every single second of it.

He reached behind me and grabbed some food, putting it in my mouth. My eyes remained closed, and I didn’t care what it was, but with his prompting, I opened my mouth and let him feed me. I tasted toast immediately and I moaned with satisfaction as I moved my hips, wiggling against him.

He took my nipple back into his mouth while he continued to feed me with his free hand and he continued to lift me up and down with the opposite hand. My senses were on overdrive, and I couldn’t seem to get enough of him.

We took turns feeding one another while he continued to plow deep inside of me. Not wanting to finish too soon, he would slow his pace. We ate so much food and by the time we were full, the coffee was cold, and my body was steaming hot.

He reached between us, and I felt his fingers at my core, teasing and pinching my clit. That was my undoing, I came undone on top of him, my entire body quivering and jerking at the motion. He held me flush against him as he joined me over the edge. He breathed in my scent, kissing and loving me in every possible way.

My body was compulsed with orgasms several minutes after we finished, and he continued to hold me like he was afraid I might slip away at any moment.

He kissed my shoulders and my neck, bringing his lips back to mine for a long, lingering kiss.

I sighed against him, resting my forehead against his.

“Best. Breakfast. Ever,” he murmured, and I couldn’t help it… I laughed.