Madeline’s POV
“How are you, princess?” Dimitri asked softly as I sat down on the bed.
He wrapped his arms around me and every ache in my body and soul was gone.
“Tired,” I said. “And a bit relieved maybe.”
Doctor Jackson confirmed that I wasn’t crazy. We did a small experiment. Dimitri left the room so I could hear doctor’s thoughts. It worked and I was relieved to know that I wasn’t crazy. Well, maybe I still was. Reading other people’s minds wasn’t exactly a sane thing to do.
“We will talk to a healer as soon as we find one, princess,” Dimitri said softly.
I lifted my head and looked at him.
“I know one,” I said, making his eyes widen.
“You do?” he asked, surprised. “How?”
“There is a healer in my former pack,” I said. “He helped my mom to cope with the pain. We could ask him to come. I am sure that he would be willing to help.”
Dimitri smiled and leaned in to kiss my cheek.
“I will bring him here tomorrow, princess,” he said softly. “We will figure this out. I promise.”
He bent his head down and placed a small kiss on my shoulder. I shivered and pressed myself closer to him.
“Goddess, how much I love you,” he mumbled, making my heart skip a beat. “I love you with every part of my body and soul, Madeline.”
I cupped his cheeks and kissed him. He groaned quietly and wrapped his arms around my waist.
“I love you too,” I said quietly. “I never thought that I would love someone so much. I never thought that I would even find my mate. I am so happy that I did. I am so happy that it is you. I love you.”
I could tell that he was holding back tears. I leaned in and kissed him softly. He tangled his fingers into my hair and held me close to him.
“You are my greatest treasure, princess,” he said quietly as he buried his nose into my neck. “I will love you even after I take my last breath. I will love you until the end of the world.”
I ran my fingers through his hair and he kissed my neck. His words made me melt and my knees buckle. It was a good thing I was sitting down.
“Are you hungry?” he asked me and I shook my head.
“Not really,” I said. “I want to take a shower.”
Dimitri nodded and kissed my neck again.
“Would you mind taking one together?” he asked quietly, making me tense up a little. “I don’t have any other intentions other than showering. I promise.”
He lifted his head and smiled at me. I studied his face for a moment.
I was nervous. What if he didn’t like what he saw? No one ever saw me naked before. What if he thought that I was ugly? What if he rejected me after he saw me naked?
Dimitri leaned in and placed a soft kiss on my jaw.
“Skye is the biggest tattle-tale of all,” he said with amusement in his voice. “I think that you are perfect and I am not going to reject you after seeing you naked.”
I groaned and rolled my eyes.
‘Skye!’ I whined, but she ignored me.
“Will my thoughts ever be just mine again?” I mumbled angrily. “Why is she telling you everything?”
Dimitri lifted his head and snorted.
“You can read other people’s minds,” he said. “It is only fair that I get to read yours from time to time.”
I rolled my eyes and Dimitri slapped my butt.
“Don’t roll your eyes at me, Madeline,” he said, lowering his voice and making me shiver.
My breath got caught in my throat when he gently started pulling my shirt up. I lifted my hands so he could take it off. My heart raced when I saw him staring at my breasts with a lustful look in his eyes.
“Oh, fuck, Maddie,” he mumbled as he ran his fingers against the seam of my bra.
I shivered and gulped. He looked up at me and leaned in to kiss my lips softly.
“Can I take it off, princess?” he asked and I gave him a small nod.
He reached behind me and unclasped my bra. He looked down and groaned when it fell on my lap. My nipples were hard and my chest kept rising hand falling rapidly.
“Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck,” Dimitri mumbled as he raised his hand and cupped one of my breasts gently. “You are so fucking perfect.”
I shivered when he leaned in and kissed the area between my breasts. His warm breath made me moan quietly.
I reached out and started pulling his shirt up. My hands were shaking, but I needed to see his perfect body. I needed to touch him. He helped me take his shirt off and I groaned when my eyes landed on his muscular chest. I reached out and ran my hand down his abs. He shivered and grunted. He was breathing heavily and I could see his muscles clench.
“Goddess, Maddie,” he mumbled. “I never want you to stop touching me. This is yours. I am all yours.”
I leaned in and placed a soft kiss on his collar bone. He growled quietly and tightened his arms around my waist.
He picked me up and started walking toward the bathroom. I kept placing soft kisses on his neck and muscular shoulders. He kept shivering, groaning, and squeezing every part of my body he could reach.
I was in heaven and I never wanted to leave. I wanted to stay in his arms forever.
He put me down on the ground and I really wanted to whine. He reached behind me and turned the shower on. He cupped my cheeks and kissed my forehead.
“Can I take your jeans off?” he asked and I nodded, trying to swallow the lump in my throat.
I was pretty sure that the lump was actually my heart. My whole body was buzzing with tingles and need for him.
He unbuttoned my jeans and got down on one knee. He started pulling both my jeans and my underwear down my body. He kept his eyes on me the entire time and I thought that I would pass out. He leaned in and placed a soft kiss below my bellybutton. I couldn’t help but cry out in pleasure. His lips felt amazing against my skin. He stood up, never moving his eyes from mine. He took my hands in his and placed them on his hips. I tucked my thumbs under the waistband of his pants and started pulling them down.
“I can stay in my boxers if it will make you more comfortable,” he said as he stopped me from taking his pants off.
I shook my head and continued pulling his pants down. He cupped my cheeks and kissed me hard. I moaned and let his pants fall down to the ground.
He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist. I felt everything and all I wanted to to was moan in pleasure.
I flinched a little when my back touched the cold tiles of the shower wall, but everything was forgotten when I felt his hands grab and squeeze my butt.
His touches were like a drug and I knew that I would never stop needing them.
