Mine to Protect Chapter 150: DREAMING?

*Derek*

Meera looks shily up at me and buries her face back into Damon’s chest when I stare back at her. She’s a shy one.

“Nice to meet you, Meera, I welcome you to the Crescent Moon pack, and I hope you will be the one who finally manages to put this one in line.”

She frowns a little at my words, staring up at Damon for an explanation, while Damon is busy giving me the side-eye.

“What is he talking about?”

That’s my clue to leave, before I create more mess between the newfound couple, and truth be told, although I am incredibly happy for Damon, it hurts to see them together, to imagine the happy life they will have together, while I have lost all of that.

I link my warriors to gather all the enemies, and ask them to pledge their loyalty to me, or to leave my pack lands before I slaughter them all.

I know I should assist my warriors in this, but I just want to see her again, before her body is painted by the ugly brush of death.

I make my way inside the packhouse, and I find Lukas and Cindy there, the doctors and Rose still watching over my kitten. Cindy is crying her heart out in Lukas’ arms, and she doesn’t even sense me approaching. Lukas, on the other way, gives me a look mixed with sadness and pity, making me feel even worse.

“Derek, I am sorry,” he says.

And I nod in acknowledgment, not sure what I should say back to him.

“Could you all please leave?” I ask weakly, feeling the adrenaline levels going down, the despair clawing painfully at my insides.

Silently they all leave the room, closing the door behind them, now it’s only me and my kitten, or better, only me, since she is no more.

Her body is now deadly pale, rigid, all the warmness has left her body, she always said I have a warm body, she loved to snuggle into me on cold days, so I decide to keep her warm one last time, I cradle her body into my arms, holding her close, her head placed in the crook of my neck, right where she belongs.

I hold her like that for I don’t know how long, until some of my warmth has seeped into her, and she doesn’t feel so cold anymore.

Tears start running down my eyes, I know that Alpha’s should not cry, my dad has thought me that many times, but at the time he never experienced the death of a mate, and I don’t feel any shame in crying, because if just fucking hurts too much.

A soft hand strokes my cheek, sweeping my tears away, I open my eyes, and I find myself in a dream. My kitten is no longer pale anymore, her cheeks are rosy, her dazzling green eyes are open, and she is smiling up at me.

I am no doubt hallucinating.

Why would my eyes play such a cruel trick on me?

“Hey, handsome, missed me?”

Even her voice, so similar to the real thing, only a little bit raspier.

“You are just going to keep staring at me? No hug?” she says pouting.

Her thumb traces my lower lip slowly.

“Maybe a kiss?”

I catch her wandering hand in mine, so soft and warm, so unlike the hand of a dead.

“No kiss?” her pout becomes even more pronounced.

I can only stare at her, not understanding, and not wanting to understand, all I care about is that she is here with me, warm, rosy, moving and talking. If it is a dream or a hallucination, it’s not important, I can leave forever in a dream, all that matters is us.

I release her hand and cup her soft cheek, the tingles running along my fingers, making me feel alive again.

I slowly lower my lips to hers, stopping just a few inches away, wanting to feel her hot breath on my mouth. I lick her bottom lip with the tip of my tongue, and she sighs, making me smile in satisfaction, my heart thundering in my chest, wanting to kiss her badly, but at the same time, wanting to savor this moment slowly.

I slip my hand on the nape of her neck, and tilt her head slightly upwards, her eyes lock with mine, and I can see longing in there, she keeps shifting her gaze between my eyes and my lips, subtly telling me what she wants.

I don’t make her wait any longer, I crush my lips on to hers, kissing her hard but slow, and she responds so perfectly, our lips molding together, as they were always meant to be.

She moans in my mouth, making me throb hard, her heavenly sound sparring me forward, I plunge my tongue in her mouth, caressing her tongue sensually, and earning another sigh of pleasure. Her sensual little noises have already made me hard, and it’s taking all my self-control not to throw her on this sofa and pleasure her until the end of time.

My arousal getting to her, she shifts in my lap to a straddling position, making the blanket that was covering her naked body fall to the ground, revealing her ivory skin and perky full breasts. I can’t resist the temptation to touch them, and cup them both in my hands, squeezing them hard, making a sultry noise come out of her little sweet mouth.

The little minx starts grinding slowly on my sweatpants covered cock, making me throb badly, and bringing the need to pound into her to new explosive heights. Her wetness seeps through my pants driving me more insane.

“You like it, baby?” she asks me with her sexy voice, and she speeds up her motion, making me grunt out my reply.

Fuck she’s good. She’s going to make me come in my pants if she keeps this up, but I want to come in her little tight pussy instead, I want her to milk every last drop of me, and then watch it slowly leak out of her when she reaches her peak.

I free my cock from my pants, so that she’s now grinding directly on it, and fuck it feels so much better. I can’t help a growl; her wet pussy feels too fucking good.

“Oh god, it feels so good, Derek, I am near!” she says loudly, enraptured by her growing pleasure.

A few seconds later, the door slammed open, and Damon and Hugo burst inside alarmed.