James' POV
My hands on the steering wheel are tight as I drive the last few minutes of the trip, trying my best to breathe through my mouth as I follow the road on it's twisted path through the mountains. Carramel's scent gets getting closer and closer to her heat, and the smell of honey and the sun is getting more enticing by the hour. I tried to stretch the ride as long as I could, but it's nine and we're almost here.
I decide to just bite the bullet and call over my shoulder to a still sleeping Carramel, raising my voice to be heard over the wind blowing through the two front windows.
"Carramel!" I call back, looking in the rear view mirror at the little bundle of cuteness as she sleeps away. Her body stirs for a moment at the sound of my voice but otherwise there's no response. I give up and decide to wake her up when I'm done driving. I turn my attention back to the road and marvel at how beautiful the landscape is.
Looking out the windows, there's trees and hills everywhere, nature growing unbothered, smelling of life and freedom. All the open space has Sloan going back and forth between wanting to fuck Carramel into the bed and wanting to run wild in our wolf form.
I look down at my phone to make sure I'm going down the right direction before I turn down a nearly hidden road to the right of me. This part of the road is surrounded by flowers of all kind, and trees that reach up to taunt the clouds beautifully, but what catches my attention is the large clearing in front of me that houses one of the more beautiful cabins I've ever seen.
I bring the car around towards the front of the house, parking it right in front of the door. I turn off the car, leaving the key in the ignition, before I turn around the wake Carramel. I take off my seatbelt and twist in my seat, reaching my hand back to shake her lightly.
"Come on, Carramel-Bear, we're here." I tell her but all she does is whine low in her throat and nuzzle deeper into the seat. I quietly chuckle and shake my head giving up on trying to wake the little one up. I let her stay asleep knowing how much she needs her rest with what's coming up tomorrow, and as much as I want to see her pretty hazel eyes, she needs to be well rested if she's going to be trying to swallow my dick every chance she gets. I step out the car and groan as my cock twitches behind my pants.
To say I'm excited to fuck my little slut into tomorrow would be an understatement.
'Do you think I can finally meet her wolf?' Sloan asks as I open the trunk, grabbing our bags before heading towards the door. I look around for the fake plant Carramel told me about and find it to my right bending down to retrieve the key.
'I don't know Sloan, she doesn't seem to get along too much with her wolf. At least she never mentions her to me.' I tell him warily, using the key I've found to unlock the door and push it to swing open.
'Hopefully it won't stop me from fucking Carramel until she's cumming dry.' Sloan says dreamily and we both groan at the idea. As I swing the door open I marvel at the tall ceiling and the polished wood, walking deeper into the house as I pass a clean large kitchen, an open living room with lots of windows and enter a cozy hallway with a few doors on either side.
I contemplate looking through every door but I change my mind, not wanting to leave an exposed and sleeping Carramel outside by herself for too long. I take a chance instead and walk down the the last door on the right and it opens to what I believe is the master bedroom. I smile in triumph as I set the bags down by the dresser and turn around to walk back into the hallway.
The house looks so beautiful, though there's a thick layer of dust over everything and it smells a bit stale, but nothing a couple hours of stress cleaning won't fix. Knowing how Carramel is, I'm one hundred percent sure the bedroom won't be the only place covered in cum these next few days and I'll be damned if my bean is being fucked on some dust that might trigger her allergies.
I head back through the door, leaving it open as I approach the car. I open the back door quietly, trying not to wake Carramel up as I do, smiling down at her peaceful form. I lean halfway into the backseat and dig my arms under her knees and her back to pick her up and out the car, holding her to my chest once she's clear of the car roof.
Carramel immediately sighs and nuzzles her nose into my neck, little whines coming from her throat as she smells me. Fuck. I turn towards the house and quickly walk through the door making sure to carefully fit her body through the frame so she's not injured.
Once I get her into the room, I lay her down in the bed softly struggling a bit to get out of her grasp, but eventually do as I head back towards our duffel bags on the floor. I couch down and unzip Carramel's bag, smiling once I see what I'm looking for.
I stand back up, shaking out my bean's folded blanket in one hand and grabbing her bear in the other. I walk over to Carramel and lay the blanket along her sweet soft body, making sure to tuck her bear beside her, smiling at the sight of her.
Knowing she's safe and asleep I turn back towards the dresser and begin unpacking and thinking about all the things I have to clean before Carramel wakes up, and our real vacation begins.
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By the time it's eleven forty, I've put all our clothes away, put our duffels in the closet, wiped down everything in the kitchen, living room, bathroom and our room, and am getting out of the shower. My body is dripping water on to the floor as I raise my towel and dry myself off, ignoring the smell that's seeping through the bathroom door so enticingly.
I hurry along and lotion my dried body, nerves racking my stomach as time grows closer and closer to twelve. As much as every sign in the book points to Carramel being my Mate, I still can't help but be terrified that she isn't. Nothing has ever gone right in my life, and I'm scared that tonight will only continue that streak.
'Carramel is ours, and if by some chance she's not, ahe'll still belong to us. We can still be together.' Sloan tells me and I can tell that as macho and unbothered as he usually comes off, he's just as scared that Carramel isn't the one for us and it's shaking us to our core.
I take a deep breath, ignoring the turmoil going on in my head, and slip on my shorts and tank top, knowing that if things go right, I won't need very many clothes to begin with. I hang my towel up in the rack and steel myself before I open the bathroom door, letting steam out into the room in the process.
I watch Carramel on the bed as I walk towards her and her body shifts as she finally begins to stir awake. My cock is growing steadily behind my shorts taking complete notice of the growing arousal in Carramel's scent as well as the way her blanket is bunched around her waist and her shirt as ridden up to show a sexy sliver of delicious caramel skin.
"Hey, bean time to wake up." I say softly bringing my hand up to run through her hair. Her soft curls tickle my fingers as the little bean in front of me moans at the contact. I bring my hand down to shake her shoulder and her eyes finally begin to flutter open.
Her eyes find mine and her face immediately lights up. "Hi."
She says softly as she goes to sit up, and I notice that her cheeks are roses and her eyes are slightly hooded. It won't be long now. "What time is it?" She asks sleepily and I sit down in front of her crossing my legs beneath me as I lean back on my hands trying to seem unbothered. I pull my phone out of my pocket and check the time my heart thudding wildly when I see it.
"It's eleven fifty five." I tell her and she blanches, her face growing pale at the realization.
"Oh Goddess, James." She says hiding her face in her hands, her panic evident in the way they shake.
"Hey, hey it's okay. We both know what's going to happen in a few minutes." She peeks at me through her fingers and I smile at her as confident as I can before I reach forward and grab a hold of her hand, trying to ignore the way desire shoots up my arm and straight to my dick.
"We do?" She says skeptically and I know what she needs to hear right now and I'm so nervous my stomach is flip flopping as I try not to bite my tongue.
'Tell her. You guys need this. Everything will work out.' Sloan whispers to me. And for once he's the calm and collected one and I listen taking a deep breath before I grab Carramel's other hand and kiss them gently , holding her hazel gaze with my green one.
"Carramel, I've known that you were meant to be mine as soon as I saw you in the cafeteria over a week ago. And even though you were oblivious, I've been trying to get you to fall in love with me ever since." I start, nerves fraying at the clock inches closer and closer to twelve. "Ironically, you hit me with the Uno reverse card, helping me get away from my dad, being sassy in front of my friends, sticking up for yourself and claiming me as yours. And in the process you made me fall head over heels, heart stopping, gushingly in love with you. No matter what happens tonight you are my heart and always will be." I tell her, my voice growing thick towards the end in fear, in love and in confidence.
Carramel is crying, her grip on my hands never faltering as she stares me in the eyes as I finally let all the love I've been trying to keep a leash on in fear of getting crushed, seep into my gaze. She takes one of her hands away to wipe at her face and she says the words that shatter my world and builds them all over again solely around her.
"I-I love you, t-too. You make me s-so happy!" She tells me through her tears and I have to be the happiest man alive in this moment. I bring my hands up and help her wipe away her tears, smile at her gently as she calms down. I open my phone and see that there's thirty seconds left until twelve and I feel my throat tighten and my stomach flip flop as the time we've been waiting for and dreading finally arrives.
Carramel closes her eyes, lips wobbling but I keep them open, not wanting to miss a second of anything, sending one last prayer to the Moon Goddess as the time finally strikes twelve.
Please, don't take the only thing I love away from me.