Talking To The Moon | Complete |

Romantic or Insulting?

Luna POV

Darkness all around. What time was it? Growls instead of snoring. My Wolf would know if there was danger. Spicy Italian herbs in my nose. Since when had Alessio smelled like that? His mouth a ghost on mine. He tasted good! Fur and claws in place of human flesh and hands. A cuddly blanket to wrap up in. My Mate. His Wolf.

It was pitch black outside, presumably midnight. Soft growls of contentment vibrated against my back, but I knew there was no reason to be threatened. His Wolf's scent of oregano, thyme, and basil was as natural as the chocolate and mint smell of his human form. Knowing that his Wolf smelled different, made me wonder if his Wolf tasted different as well; I missed kissing my Mate! But he was asleep, and I didn't want to wake him. His warm Wolf body and slow hammering heart almost lulled me back under the spell of sleep. But he was asleep, so I had plenty of time to stare at his rugged Wolf handsomeness- even his Wolf was beautiful!

The Alpha Wolf curled around me, massive paws holding me as close to him as he could get me. His muzzle ran along the nape of my neck with every inhale as he growled contentedly with each exhale, elongated fangs lightly scraping across my skin. It tickled, and I couldn't help but edge away from him; even in his sleep, he felt my movement, and I was immediately warned back against his chest as he growled quietly. Rolling my eyes, air hissed through my teeth as his claws lightly clenched around my hips to hold me in place; his claws didn't hurt, but it was still a scary thought that I was at his complete and absolute mercy. If his Wolf wanted to devour me whole, he gladly would- but I would just as gladly let him because I love him.

'We love you, as well, little one...' Alessio's voice was soft and full of sleep as he spoke in my head, all the while his Wolf tugged me closer against him. Already knowing how large the Wolf was, I mutely wondered how much space was left on the bed. Struggling to disentangle myself from the Wolf's body, I rolled my eyes when he merely rolled over so that he had pinned me beneath him. 'Mhm, now we can feast...'

There was a glint of playfulness in his Wolf eyes, but it was easily shadowed behind the wall of lust, as his muzzle lowered to my skin and inhaled my scent. He followed the path from my chest up my throat to the sensitive skin where my shoulder and neck met- the place where he would Mark me as his. 'Mhm, little one, you smell so good...' His head lifted just enough so our eyes locked, as his twinkled again. 'It's all we can do not to have a little taste...'

A sudden, harsh sense of dread and nervousness settled in my stomach as if someone had put a fist there. I was not ready to be Marked yet! I mean, yes, I loved him, and of course I would spend forever with him, but I hardly knew him... I wasn't ready- we weren't ready...

'Luna,' he sighed quietly, eyes locking with mine once again as he stood to his full Wolf height, 'there is plenty of time to Mark you, little one, as well as to Mate with you. I will not rush this- my Wolf and I want this to be perfect for you. We want you to know how much we love you.' His Wolf lips pulled up into his trademark, weird Wolf smile as he plopped back on top of me with a playful growl. 'Pet us, little one- we like to feel your hands on us...'

Rolling my eyes with a giggle, I twined my arms up around his thick Wolf neck and drifted my fingers through his fur. Goddess, our Mate was beautiful!

Another playful warning growl rumbled through his body as he winked down at me. 'We much rather prefer the term handsome, thank you very much for that, little one,' he scoffed, as if honestly affronted, and turned away from me to pout at the edge of the bed.

Rolling my eyes, I sat up and crawled across the queen sized bed to reach his side. 'Awh my poor poor baby...' Tucking myself against his side, I drifted my fingers back through his fur as he sat stock-still, pointedly ignoring me. 'Should I, uh, learn to speak Italian so you can understand me?'

'Oh, I understand you very well, little one; I just choose to ignore you!' His eyes met mine over his shoulder fleetingly before he turned back around with a huff. 'Can't believe you called us beautiful... Woman, we are as male as male can get, we assure you- would you like an example?!?'

'Well, Mr. 'I'm ignoring you because I can,' how do you say poor poor baby in Italian, because I'm pretty sure it hasn't sunk in yet...' There was laughter in my voice as I latched on around him. He wasn't going anywhere!

'If you must know,' he huffed dramatically, 'it goes like this: il mio povero povero bambino...'

There was no way I was ever going to be able to pronounce that right!

'That's what you get, little one, for insulting and laughing at your Alfa!'

Sticking ,u tongue out at him stubbornly, I glued myself to his side and cooed in his ear. 'Totally just kidding! Il mio povero povero bambino...!'

The look on his face- on his Wolf's face- was priceless as his jaw dropped. 'Do I even want to know how you know that?!?'

'Because,' I sing-songed, eyes shining playfully, 'I'm part of the Italian mafia sent to take you out...? Again, kidding- took a class back in high school...'

He arched a Wolf eyebrow at this with a chuckle. 'Let me guess: you thought since it's a romance language that it'd be fun to learn...? On a tourist, such as your sexy little self, there's no hope of being romantic or sexy... Now, me, for example- mhm, I could write a book on how to pick up them girls...'

'You could, could you...?!? Mhm, that's funny actually, seen as how you up and threw me over your shoulder when I first got here- where's the romance in that?!?'

'Oh yeah... I forgot we were wolves and not cave-men... Oops!' Barking out a weird Wolf laugh, he rolled his eyes and had me pinned beneath him before I even knew what was going on. 'Riddle me this one: Certamente hanno un bel culo, troppo...'

My face immediately fell as all my previous knowledge of the Italian language flew out the window. What?!?

'Mhm, that's what I thought, little one,' he chuckled, arching his brow at me with a chuckle. 'It means that you certainly do have a very fine ass, and I can't wait to have it over my shoulder again...'

'Mhm, yeah, I'm sure it does...' Rolling my eyes, I crawled back up to the top of the bed as his own eyes followed my every move. 'Perché non scattare una foto; che durerà più a lungo!' At the look on his face, I couldn't help but laugh. 'I do, however, have a bunch of comebacks and insults memorized...'

'Mhm, I don't doubt it, little one...' Then he crawled his own Wolf body along the bed and collapsed beside me with a long exhale. 'This has been fun, little one, it truly has, but I'm beat... Let's go to sleep...'

I was already halfway there! Mumbling a sleepy 'goodnight,' I buried my face in his soft fur with a sigh; I was dead tired...

A couple of minutes later, just as I was about to be pulled under into a very deep sleep, I felt his Wolf lips against the skin of my shoulder and neck. 'Ti vogliamo bene, poco Mate.' ((We love you, little Mate))

A/N: this ones a little shorter, but it's something... Cheesy, I guess, but I didn't really know where I was going with it anyway...