I didn't want to admit it but me the Wolfking of the Northern Territories had fallen inlove and marked a female as my mate. I got up early made her br÷akfast in bed and left her a rose on her bedside table and her plate of food.
Meanwhile I spent the rest of the morning preparing for the ceremony of my new mate. I filled the bed with Rose petals and made a path of them leading to the bathroom and there I put more in the bath and scented oil and bubbles even decorated the whole bathroom in scented candle light. By the time I was done she had woke up and ate her breakfast.
She was now standing there in the doorway in all her glory. Smoking on a vape pen it was obvious I now had one sexy stoner for a mate.
"What's all this? I thought you said you were not romantic?"
"This is not being romantic this is me being me and admiring my new Love, so hop in and let me bathe you my Goddess"
"Yes Daddy whatever you want I'm all your's"
I nearly choke as I help her in the bath. In all my life I've never met a female quite so bold and beautiful. I take the sponge and kneal down on my knees and start gently sponge bathing her.
She watches me blushing touching the mark I made on her neck, she keeps staring at me as if she wants to say something but not quite sure about it.
"Yes my Queen?"
"Um..cu..co..could you climb in with me?"
I narrow my eye's staring at her
I almost didn't even want to answer that.
"You want me to climb in there with you and end up smelling all frufru?"
The way she pouted at me. Sorry to all the men out there, call me whipped if you must. I climb in behind her. Scrubbing her back gently.
"Your going to smell so pretty"
I groan telling her not to remind me, to be honest I planned on jumping into the shower where my old spice swagger waited for me, after bathing her that's exactly what I did too.
I took her to dinner and I know it's lame but know it was not some fancy place with word's on a menu that you had to study at Harvard just to know what it is. FYI for all those that don't read French esćargot is no pastry it's a fucking giant garden snail. Think strange rubbery texture worse than octopus and tastes like a chicken and tilapia had a baby.
I'd been around her long enough to know she liked Authentic food and since I flunked Spanish in school I definitely let her do the ordering for the both of us. Not sure what the hell I ate but it wasn't a Taco, I don't like tacos
After that we took a stroll holding hand's going for a walk just us under the night sky full of star's. I was falling hard for her and now determined to do whatever I could to make her happy, to see that smile that quirks and looks devious, dangerous but oh soon sexy.
The rest of that night we ended it with a good round of teasing, I lost of course her body drives me to extremes and we ended up making Love, she was well aware she won too. I was laying in bed my head resting propped up by my arm while she was out on the balcony trying to figure out how to roll a cone shaped blunt. Which she mastered with the hepl of a pencil, and damn it looked good too.
She was so stoned hyper enough to bounce off the walls. After singing to me...oh and how cute Is this shit. She's singing songs from Disney movie's. I would've sang with her but the last time I sang every dog in the neighborhood went off as if a fire engine went by sirens blaring.
Just laying there holding her my arm's wrapped tightly around her, this was home, she was my home. I now had something in my life I couldn't give up it was her, every part of her being had me infatuated with her.
I began to drift off to sleep holding her tight wishing for this night to never end.