Fie Wright's P. O. V

"Quiet." Is all Malleus manages to get out, the both of us too preoccupied with other niceties, too wrapped up with one another to barely even notice our surroundings and what is exactly happening in them. Luckily, I manage to catch sight of the alarm clock that sits comfortably on my bedside table, having been one of the few that's not been broken by my early morning wrath.

"My parents aren't at home. It's fine." I mumble out with a low gasp that's somewhat infused with a moan that's been threatening to leave my lips since the moment we've walked through the door to my bedroom.

I get a grunt in return, the only verbal answer I'll be getting as hot lips land on mine once more, shutting up all forms of protests and quips I have on the tip of my tongue at how dismissive he just was. That doesn't stop me from reciprocating his gestures as I lean up on my tip toes, my fingers locking in with the thick strands of jet black hair that's been nicely tussled up from my continuously wandering hands that have been tugging at his mane.

I can feel his own hands dragging along the curves of my body, from my shoulders where he'd pushed me into my bedroom not even a few seconds ago, down to my mid section before resting comfortably at either side of my hips as he continues his languish attack by tilting his head to get a better angle. Following his actions, I grin slightly as our noses bump together just as Malleus' slick tongue darts out to meet the seam of my lips. Not in the mood to tease my mate, I give him access just as fast, the heat boiling away my blood causing me to feel like I'm on heat all over again.

Boy do I love this feeling.

Pulling away from Malleus, I have to muster all my strength especially when he lets out a growl that sounds like heaven to my ears, a sensation fluttering throughout my body and settling in the pit of my stomach like never before. "What if my parents walk in on us?" I ask breathlessly, my eyes going wide and my already red face from exertion, getting redder than ever as Malleus trails his hot kisses from my lips and down to my neck, exploring my skin like a bare canvas, trying to find the perfect spot to release his creativity onto it.

The languid moan that tears it's way out of my throat has his lips pulling up into a smirk against my skin while he repeats the same action that relented in me moaning out so wantonly.

"M-Malleus." I gasp out, eyes rolling into the back of my head as he places his lips against my weak spot once more, the added scraping of his sharp teeth causing tremors to go down my body in waves. I'm sure he's left a bruise on my neck, visible for all too see, which only gets further confirmed as he finally lifts his race from the crook of my neck with a cocky expression on his face. Stormy blue eyes gleaming with arrogance yet dark with lust, lips pulled up at one side in a haughty smirk while his canines extend just a tiny bit, sharper than ever and adding to the hotness of his smirk as he faces down at me with intent deep in his eyes.

"Something the matter?" He voices out his question, voice thick with lust and already adding up tenfold to my own desire as I open my mouth to speak up, only to have to close it since my brain decides to pack up and leave for vacation, unable to even string together a coherent thought let alone a sentence I can speak.

Staring up at him through my lashes, I throw caution to the wind as I tug at his hair in my hands once more, leaning in to continue the mind numbing kiss that erupts my body into a wild frenzy. Malleus doesn't even hesitate to restart our previous activities, this time his hands placed at my waist squeezing gently and indicating for me to do something. Through a lust induced fog in my mind, I get the gist or what he wants and find myself jumping just the slightest, enough so that he can use my momentum to lift me up as I wrap my legs around his waist. Our bodies closer than ever has my impatience rising as I peel my lips away from his, copying my mate's previous actions as my lips latch onto the soft flesh of his neck.

I still momentarily, pure shock halting my actions as a deep throaty groan escapes from the pit of Malleus' stomach, his head hitting the back of the door with a loud thud while his eyes remain closed and neck giving me free access to continue my ministrations. The action itself has me licking my lips like a starved man finding a five course meal presented to him with all the best delicacies to greet the face of the Earth.

I can barely think to how this started since we've both been so cautious around each other after my heat nearly resulted in us taking each other on the bank of the lake then and there. We stopped ourselves as much as possible, not wanting to simply hump each other's brains out since even though we are wolves, Malleus and I both wanted to establish a deeper more meaningful connection before we relent to our carnal desires.

At least that's what I had in mind and hoped he did the same.

It's not like the both of us had an accident where we got caught up and decided to maul each other's faces off. Nope. We were simply making our way back from watching a movie with Aria and Tyrell, conversing on the way here and there about random things until we reached the house, the both of pausing for some reason and glancing at each other which turned into a deep stare. That's pretty much how all this started, Malleus and I lunging at each other and probably looking like we were about to attach one another from afar when in reality, our senses went crazy and we entered the house, stumbling all the way up to my bedroom with our lips attached and no other thought on our minds except for heavily making out.

Eager lips attaching to mine once more pulls me out of my distracted thoughts as warm fingers deftly grasp at my chin, the grip firm enough to demand my attention but not enough to hurt me in any way.

"Should I be offended that you get distracted so easily?" Malleus asks, half serious as I answer into his mouth before realising there's not much point. Neither of us really in the mood to talk, our attention on things that are much more important.

Heavy footsteps echo around the room as Malleus inches us further towards the bed while I hoist myself up higher in his grasp to get a better angle, lips tingly yet fervent as ever. I expect the man to drop me down on the bed but instead, he places me gently down, all the while not letting any space get in between our heated bodies. My back meets the comfort of my mattress as I lay sandwiched between my pale pink comforter and Malleus' broad chest that I now find myself eagerly running my hands down, exploring each and every crevice of his chiselled torso from his abs and down to the contours of his v line, daring to edge at the lining of his jeans.

My eyes blow wide open when a sensation takes over me, one that has my mouth dropping wide and inching myself up further when Malleus digs his hips into my own, creating a friction that I desperately want, hell maybe even need, back. I can feel every rough and hardened inch of my mate as he repeats his actions, our groans intermingling as we both pant from the feeling, but muffled with our lips on another, biting and tugging at every part we can.

"Fie-," Malleus cuts himself off, not sure what to say but wanting to express himself in whichever way is possible.

I let out a low hum of my own, too preoccupied abs not wanting to waste energy on things as frivolous as talking. The audacity to even do so has me grumbling through our mind link, letting the man know my displeasure for the lack of action that's taking place, all while I'm rewarded by sharp laughter almost like a mischievous cackle resounding through the confines of my mind, not taking my pouting and displeasure at his lack of attention seriously enough.

Nonetheless, the man leans down further and presses softer kisses, less intense and more sweet this time as he pecks me repeatedly, his lips falling on every visible surface of my skin at a speed that has giggles escaping my mouth.

"Malleus!" I chide playfully, laughter still pouring out of my mouth at the adorable display of affection I wouldn't have ever garnered from the man. His soft lips finally land on my own, well I practically force them to, as I grasp his face in the palm of both my hands and lead his lips onto mine to continue our previously intense make out session that one part of me wanted to build up into something that definitely should not be happening in the bed I've had for most of my childhood, in my parents house to say the least.

So wrapped up in the sensations that drive me stir crazy as he slots his lips on mine, our tongues twisting and turning while Malleus' hands slip under my shirt, massaging every inch of skin that burrows its way under his large firm palms, moans leaving the both of us here and there, and completely displacing the front door opening and closing.

I vaguely register the sound of my parents footsteps, much to my annoyance but instead of dropping, I resort to being quieter since I know my parents won't barge into my room unannounced. Especially when they know I have my mate here and we could be doing God knows what, things that they do not wanting to be walking in on lest they be scarred for life.

Yup we're safe.

"Fie!"

"Malleus!"

Two pairs of voices shout just as my tongue darts out and licks a stripe up Malleus' neck, the man stilling in my arms from the top half and grinding into me from the bottom, none of us too worried about my parents calling me.

That is, of course, until the door slams open with a resounding thud and my parents stand collectively with mouths dropping open and eyes as wide as saucers.

A lot of my ramblings have been wishful thinking, haven't they?

"M-mom!" I squeal while sitting up immediately, not mindful of the fact that Malleus is literally propped up directly front of me which is a recipe for disaster as the crown of my head ends up hitting his chin, both of us wincing while a small whine leaves my lips involuntarily. Unable to focus on the pain coursing throughout the entirety of my head and the the fact that my parents just walked in on the moment like they have has resulted in me simply gawking at people present in my room with no words leaving my mouth only me a spluttering mess here and there.

Malleus remains in a similar situation as I am, the both of us unable to even form a single sentence as we glance from my parents and then back to each other trying to think of a icebreaker towards the awkward tension gathering in the room. My father glancing at everything but Malleus and I as we're practically still wrapped up in each others arms, my own face bright red although I'm not entirely sure if it's from the act of being caught like a bunch of horny teenagers getting at it for the first time or from our heads banging together, the pain still ricocheting but now a dull throb.

I get distracted from glancing at Malleus, noticing how the tips of his ears and the top of his neck turn a light red, darkening slightly as he catches my gaze and then moves his eyes to my parents. I'd have awed out loud if it weren't for the uncomfortable tension in the air, especially since no ones spoken up yet. The quiet room slowly fizzling up with each second till soft giggles break the tense silence, the sound coming directly from my mother who raises a hand to her mouth, a futile act to stop the sounds that has everyone except for my mother turning a deep shade of rush. Yes. That includes my father who seems he'd rather be anywhere but here, not that I can blame him.

"Can't keep your hands to yourselves, I see. How scandalous." My mother says with a faux gasp, adding to the awkwardness of the situation yet somehow she finds the mirth in all this. One part of me wants to shout out, 'this isn't what you think it is,' but we all know it's exactly what everyone thinks it is.

I've always had nightmares of walking in on my parents getting intimate and having sex but never about them walking in on me practically humping the living daylights out of my mate.

Well technically he was humping me, I think, trying to make myself feel better.

"W-What are you doing here?" I question dumbly, completely ignoring the fact that this is indeed my parents house and they're more likely to question my antics rather than vice versa.

My parents pause for a second, confusion etched onto their faces as they stare back with squinted eyes and furrowed brown while Malleus and I utilise that moment to sit up properly rather than Malleus half perched on the bed with his leg around one of my own from where he was straddling me not even a few minutes ago. Malleus doesn't bother making eye contact with me although I do try to catch his gaze and let him know it's alright, nothing too bad since my parents are more lax than usual. Instead, the man sits with his legs hanging off of the sofa and feet firmly pressed to the ground while I cross my legs, already missing the warmth that my mate provided.

Okay we need to stop thinking about that before I release very much unwanted pheromones right now. That'll make this ten times worse than what it is.

"Oh yes!" My father exclaims, the reason why they barged into my room now settling back into their brains as my mother now turns serious, a grimace replacing her once outstretched smile as she practically cringes into my fathers shoulder.

"We were coming back home from work," I get a side eyed glance at that from Malleus, most likely hinting at me that I should have told him that my parents come back from work around this time, however, in my defence, they're very early, "And we happened to catch sight of your aunt. Your great aunt."

Her words have me freezing up more so than when mom and dad walked in on Malleus and I making out, the thought of my great aunt having me cringing myself, almost as hard as my mom as she bids herself vigorously, finger pointing in the random direction of where I'm sure I'd find my overly erratic aunt.

"Don't tell me-," I cut myself off, chewing on my lip in frustration while glancing at Malleus who seems confused as ever.

"She was making a scene at the Pack House last we crossed it. I tried talking to her to calm her down from whatever new development she's found in her cause but she didn't want anything to do with me." The groan that I release has Malleus even more confused as I get up abruptly, knowing I can't have this situation escalating.

If I felt awkward before, boy am I in for an even worse ride.

"Malleus stay here." I whisper hurriedly to him as I nod at my parents and rush out the room and eventually the house, my legs pumping to get to the frenzied woman before it's too late.

I can already feel my face turning hotter with a blush as another set of hurried footsteps reach mine, their longer and heavier strides indicating to me who they are just as the scent of my mate hits me. I bite my tongue back even though I have an urge to scold him for coming but I know it's because I'm about to be embarrassed for all of eternity.

Why do I have to have such a kookie family?

I come to a screeching halt just as I think that for the sight that greets us is one I've been dreading since before I even had a mate because I just knew, that my mate would probably turn tail and run there and then once they saw the one thing I've been trying to keep under wraps.

What could that be?

My great aunt Edna stripping off smack dab in front of the Pack House of course.

Nude coloured granny panties and all.

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AN: Helloooo. I know this is a slightly shorter chapter than usual but it's mostly a filler before we start getting into everything from the next two chapters. Please do let me know what you think, especially if you feel like this book is dragging on?

Question: Do you have any embarrassing family members/ any funny stories etc?

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