{ WARNING: R RATED CHAPTER AHEAD! }

If you're not comfortable or of legal age, I have placed a (Skip) and (Resume) in the chapter so you don't miss any plot but avoid the sex scene.
This is probably my first explicit scene that I've published so like... Sorry if it's terrible or awkward or whatever. Hope you enjoy!

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The next evening, Cortez was finally out of his office again. He mind linked Sophie to ask how she was as he hurried to leave. She said she wanted to shower and change. So Cortez drove to the hospital and brought her back to the pack house. He offered to stop at hers to see the place but she claimed she wasn't ready yet. He understood and simply brought her home, her hand in his during the quiet drive.

Sophie showered while Cortez found clothes for her to wear since she still didn't have any of her own. He set them on the bed beside him and waited, staring at the bathroom door for minutes on end. He loved being with her and he had spent too long away from her. He missed her. He missed touching her. He missed her smile. Everything. It was driving him insane.

And finally, the shower shut off and a moment later, the bathroom door swung open. Cortez smiled at the sight of Sophie's petite little figure wrapped in nothing but a towel. It was maybe only thirty percent perverted while most of his energy just went into admiring her adorable nature. He was anxious to see her again. He may have gotten to see her in the car on the way back to the pack house but he was busy driving then.

Now it was just him and his mate. In their room.

Sophie said nothing as she walked across the room to get to the clothes sat beside Cortez. She noticed his eyes as they strayed up and down her figure. She couldn't help but smile to herself. She was flattered. That quick glance gave her a small boost of confidence. Cortez was attracted to her, that was good, because she was insanely attracted to him. Even though she was young and lackluster, he didn't look at her like that and that made her happy.

Sophie grabbed the panties from the pile of clothes and watched Cortez as she stepped into them, sliding them up her legs and under the towel still wrapped around her. Cortez forced himself to look away to give Sophie some privacy. Sophie smirked and dropped the towel, letting Cortez hear it hit the ground. She couldn't see but Cortez forced his eyes closed and mentally coached himself not to get all riled up.

He couldn't. They couldn't. Not now.

"I talked to Miguel yesterday." Sophie said, breaking the tense silence.

Cortez's eyes popped open and he was about to turn to Sophie before he stopped himself. "What? How? When did you see him?"

Sophie clasped her bra together and adjusted it over her small breasts. She suddenly wished they were slightly bigger. "He came to visit me and even brought me food."

Cortez groaned, a curse falling off his tongue. "That fuck never listens to me. What did he say to you?"

Sophie reached for the shirt folded atop a pair of jeans but simply played with the fabric between her fingers. "I told him I shifted and he told me that, since we had been mates for so long at this point, the mate bond might force me into heat."

Cortez rolled his eyes. "Ignore him. He's an ass. He's just..."

"Is he wrong?" Sophie interrupted, staring at Cortez to search for any visible clues. His back was still turned to her so she didn't catch any.

Cortez was hesitant to answer. "No, he's not wrong. But it's rare. Don't let him stress you out."

"When I thought about it, it was kind of scary." Sophie began nibbling in her thumb nail. "But then I thought about it some more. And then some more."

Cortez's eyes strayed towards Sophie's feet. He could see some of her bare leg but didn't look any further. She clearly hadn't dressed yet. But he was curious as to where she was going with this.

"And?" Cortez gently pushed.

"As long as you're okay with having me, I wouldn't be opposed to giving myself to you." Sophie spoke so softly that Cortez knew just how nervous she was to confess such a thing.

"As long as I'm okay with having you? Why wouldn't I be okay with that? I'm in love with you."

"I'm... young. I don't have the most desirable display of attractive female features... Maybe you would be happier with a real woman."

Cortez finally turned, his eyes landing on Sophie's before anything else. She still tensed, her fingers gripping the shirt in her hand as Cortez locked her in intense eye contact. His pitch black eyes completely devoured her and held her captive. She couldn't do anything but stare at him. She could tell there was no humorous glint in his eyes either. Whatever he was about to say, he was about to swear on it.

"I wouldn't be happier with anyone else. Not a single person on this planet. You're my mate. My soulmate. You were made for me as I was made for you. I will have you in anyway that you will give me." Cortez spoke, his voice low.

"So you would have me even now?"

"Absolutely."

Sophie fought a smile by trapping her bottom lip between her teeth, her eyes falling to the shirt in her hand. She didn't put it on, just played with it. Another small weight had been lifted off her chest. She could let go of a breath she never knew she was holding. Cortez liked her as she was, she knew that, but that didn't stop her from being as insecure as she was. But to know that he loved her so deeply, it made her swell with just as much love.

Shyly, Sophie moved half a step sideways to be closer to Cortez. She stole a glance at him but he didn't notice as his own stare drifted down her figure. "Will you touch me?"

Cortez's eyes snapped up and his heart instantly raced at her question. "What?" He gaped.

Sophie shrugged and innocently nibbled on her thumb nail. "Touch me. I want to know how much you mean it."

Cortez scoffed as he shook his head, his eyes averting elsewhere. Sophie's smile faded away as she studied him. "If you want me to show you how much I mean it, we'll be here all night."

Sophie pouted. What would be so wrong with that?

Cortez caught that one and he wondered if she meant to send it to him or not. Either way, he heard it. Cortez looked at Sophie again, this time examining her and the way she played with the shirt in her hand instead of putting it on. He caught sight of her pout and his eyes narrowed.

"You're not doing it again, are you?"

"Doing what?"

"Seducing me because your sad."

Sophie's jaw dropped and her eyes widened. "Don't say that like I do it all the time! I do not seduce you when I'm sad."

"You do, actually." Cortez snorted a laugh. "And it fucks with my head every time."

Sophie rolled her eyes and shook her head. "I'm not sad. Today has been better. And I had a wonderful conversation with your brother yesterday that lifted my mood."

"Can you please not mention him when you're half naked in front of me?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. Are you getting jealous?" Sophie sassed. "Do I have to make you jealous for you to finally touch me?"

A smirk pulled at one corner of Cortez's lips as he stared up at Sophie. She was confused as to why until he placed a big hand on the back of her thigh and leant towards her to place a kiss on her hip. Sophie's gasp caught in her throat, her skin erupting in fire from both his hand and his lips touching her skin like that. His eyes flickered up to see her expression, which he was very satisfied by.

"Yeah, you don't look all that sad to me." Cortez teased, his hand creeping up Sophie's thigh.

As his fingers grazed the inside of her thigh, higher than she had ever been touched before, she flinched simply on reflex. He chuckled at her innocence, flaming red cheeks, and loudly pounding heart. She wasn't nibbling on her thumb nail anymore, but simply had it locked between her teeth, half way to the first knuckle. She looked adorable.

Cortez removed his hand from her thigh, which made her quietly whimper. He gently grabbed Sophie's hip and guided her to stand in front of him. She left the shirt behind and dropped her hands to her sides, letting Cortez's eyes examine every inch of her as they pleased. At the edge of the bed, he was sat perfectly eye level with her hips.

Cortez had seen Sophie once like this before, when they went swimming, but this was still somehow different. She wasn't wearing a swimsuit, she was wearing panties, and they were taunting him. He wanted her. So badly. Without all this extra fabric in their way. But he also knew how he was with the things he enjoyed, or simply wanted. He was greedy with said things. Very, very greedy.

"I'm scared to touch you." Cortez admitted, his eyes finding Sophie's again.

"Why?" She breathed.

"If I get even the slightest taste of you, I'm not sure I'll stop."

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Somehow, that made Sophie want him even more. And he could tell. Sophie grabbed Cortez's face and bent down to kiss him, pulling him into a deep and hungry kiss. As usual, he was weak at the taste of her lips. Cortez's arms snaked around her middle, bringing her against him. With one swift turn, Cortez had Sophie against the bed and was hovered over her with their lips still attached. He cupped the back of her neck and hungrily tangled his tongue with hers.

Sophie moaned and wrapped her arms around his neck to pull his large frame closer. She wanted to feel all of him against all of her. She wanted that physical contact and as much as she could get of it. Cortez indulged in Sophie's lips for awhile before he broke away to taste the rest of her. He trailed wet kisses across her jaw and down her neck, her skin igniting in flames when he reached the spot he would eventually mark.

Another moan spilled from her lips as she felt him kiss her skin. The sensation of his scruffy beard brushing over her skin made goosebumps follow in his path. Everywhere that his lips touched turned hot and everywhere that his scruff touched tingled with so much desire. His facial hair was hoarse and her skin was delicate but surprisingly, it didn't do much but simply tickle her skin.

Cortez continued, planting kisses across her collarbones and over the top of her breasts. Sophie mewled as her breasts instantly ached for more and she arched into him. Cortez growled and gently bit at her skin, causing Sophie to catch another gasp in her throat. One of his hands found her waist and he glided his fingers up her bare stomach and over her ribcage that heaved as she panted.

As Cortez's fingers reached the underwire of her bra, he slid his hand under her to find the clasp. Sophie slightly lifted as she felt Cortez's fingers work the clasp. And just like that, the fabric was gone faster than when she put it on. Cortez simply stared at her bare chest, mouth watering and heart racing. Sophie nervously gulped as she tried to decipher what he was thinking. Was he disappointed in their size?

"I have your permission, right?" Cortez's eyes flickered up to meet Sophie's. Both of their eyes burned with so much intoxicating lust.

"Yes. You have all of my permission." Sophie confessed breathlessly.

Cortez captured Sophie in another deep kiss, silently declaring how much he loved her. He pulled away before she was ready, which left her in a trance. Cortez dragged his lips down Sophie's chest until he had one breast between them, sliding his tongue over her erect nipple that was begging for attention. Sophie shuddered, arching into his mouth and burying her fingers in his hair. His facial hair teased her breast almost as much as his tongue teased her nipple.

While Cortez played with one perky nipple, his hand found the other as he let his thumb graze across the sensitive nub. Sophie squirmed, the rest of her feeling very anxious to be touched by him. He took his time though, swirling his tongue around her nipple and gently sucking. If Sophie kept playing with his hair like she was, he was convinced he could just do this for the rest of the night.

Cortez trailed kisses from one breast to the other, giving this one just as much playtime with his tongue as the other. Sophie bit back moans as she combed her fingers through Cortez's thick black hair. When he started to pull away and kiss lightly over her breasts, Sophie arched into him, silently begging for more. Cortez smirked at her desperation and started kissing down her bare stomach, letting his fingers and scruffy jaw set the path just before his lips.

When his fingers felt the hem of her panties, his lips lifted from her skin and his eyes trailed up her body to find hers. Sophie propped herself up on her elbows and stared into Cortez's black eyes. He was asking for permission again but he didn't need to. She wanted him. She needed him. It felt too good to stop. Her skin was too hot and her thoughts completely clouded by the pleasure Cortez was delivering.

"Please.." Sophie breathed.

Cortez's smirk reappeared as he dragged his fingers over her clit that was covered by the thin fabric and let them fall down her clothed folds. Sophie shuddered again and bit back another moan. "Please what, baby? What do you want?"

"Please touch me." She shamelessly begged.

"Here?" Cortez dragged his fingers back up her clothed slit, applying more pressure but still not enough. Sophie's head fell back as a low moan spilled from her lips.

Cortez could smell her arousal and it was blurring every rational, human thought that came to mind. His wolf was begging for him to finally take their mate right here and now. And if he didn't comply, the beast was ready to take control. Cortez fought that beastly side of him. He still wanted to cherish her, savor her, be gentle with her. None of that would happen if he lost control of himself.

Curling his fingers around the straps of her panties, Cortez coached the fabric down her legs. He tossed them aside and was quick to start planting kisses down her legs. Sophie smiled as he did so, enjoying the feeling of his lips on her skin again. As he reached her inner thighs, his kisses grew wetter and hungrier. Sophie grew anxious as he got closer and closer to where she wanted him most.

He could tell she was already wet, which excited him. So finally, Cortez placed a much awaited kiss on Sophie's clit. Her legs slightly jolted at the new feeling and her hands gripped the sheets beneath her. Cortez slowly leaned into it, which felt more like teasing. He kissed her, licked her, sucked on her. She tasted delicious and suddenly he was starving.

Sophie fell back against the bed with a moan, grinding her hips gently into Cortez's mouth. He placed a hand flat against her abdomen to keep her relatively still as he let his tongue dive between her folds. That wonderful feeling send a shock straight up Sophie's spine. Sophie gasped, cupping her hand over her mouth as her breathing stuttered with shock. Cortez never stopped, only devouring her even more.

Sophie was in a whole other world, experiencing pleasure she had never felt before. Her legs occasionally quaked when he sucked on her clit. She enjoyed everything he did, every slow or quick movement of his tongue. She loved feeling his scruffy beard brush against her hot skin. She thought this was everything, that he couldn't possibly do what he was doing any better.

That was, until, Cortez parted from Sophie for a moment. Her hand fell from her mouth as she realized he may be done and moving on. It was a pleasant shock to feel Cortez slowly coach a finger between her folds, his tongue finding her clit again. He moved his finger slowly in and out of her, slightly curling it with his motioning. Sophie bit back moans but they still escaped, restrained and pathetic.

"Does that feel good, baby?" Cortez whispered against her skin, planting kisses over her inner thigh. Sophie moaned and nodded, moving her hips with Cortez's finger. "Can I add another?"

"Yes. Please. More." Sophie panted desperately, one hand letting go of the bedsheets to find Cortez's hair.

Cortez chuckled, a low and gruff sound that sounded like music to Sophie's ears. Cortez obeyed her begging and carefully added another finger. The fit was tight but the gentle squeeze around his fingers got him harder as he imagined what she'd feel like around his cock. The strain in his jeans was becoming painful, yes, but he couldn't let it take over. He wanted to do this correctly.

Cortez was extra gentle, not inserting to far or too fast. Most of his attention went to her clit as he flicked the sensitive bundle of nerves. Sophie still fell apart, a string of moans and curses escaping her one after the other. Feeling his wet tongue work it's magic and his fingers enter her was euphoric. She couldn't stop squirming even if she wanted to. She didn't even know she was squirming. Just like she didn't know how hard she was gripping Cortez's hair.

Sophie could feel a pressure building in the pit of her stomach as he played with her. She was edging closer to a greater pleasure and she didn't want Cortez to stop, which she was very verbal about. Cortez enjoyed hearing her lewd pleas, begging him not to stop. It made him grow hungrier. He was worried he would cum just listening to Sophie's moans and begging and he hadn't even been touched yet.

The pleasure built and built within Sophie until she couldn't hold it back anymore. Her orgasm hit her like a harsh ocean wave, completely engulfing her head to toe. Sophie cried out for Cortez as she arched off the bed, but then fell silent. Cortez let Sophie ride out her orgasm, feeling her clench and pulsate around his fingers. And when she returned to earth, she quietly mewled at the wonderful tingling feeling scattered across her skin.

Cortez slipped his fingers from Sophie's core and put them in his mouth, licking her juices off his fingers. Sophie caught sight of that and gawked in shock, her cheeks warming in embarrassment. Cortez licked his lips as he crawled up Sophie's body. His hips locked against hers as he captured Sophie in a kiss. She could taste herself on his tongue, which made her feel even more lewd and dirty than she did. It was exciting.

"You're so pretty when you cum." Cortez purred. Sophie moaned as she felt his fingers return to her core and rub her clit again.

Sophie was quick to grab the hem of his shirt and coach it up his body. Cortez separated from Sophie, tearing shirt over his head and tossing it aside. She planted a kiss just above the waistband of his jeans as her fingers unraveled the buckle. Cortez groaned at the feeling of Sophie's warm, pink lips so close to the spot that was begging most for her. She looked so beautiful from this angle, her green eyes sparkling more than usual.

"Should I ask for your permission as well?" Sophie popped the button of his jeans open. "Can I touch you?"

Slowly, Sophie unzipped Cortez's jeans. He didn't say a word but watched her every move. Sophie curled her fingers behind the waistband against but Cortez stopped her again. She frowned, wondering if he was going to tell her to stop. She wanted him but he kept hesitating. Didn't he say that he wanted her as well? She didn't know why he was so hesitant about this. It frustrated her a little.

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But that wasn't at all what was going through Cortez's head. Instead, he had an overwhelming call from Jeremiah. His Beta was trying, very desperately to mind link him. Cortez tried to block him out. But it was hard for him to concentrate on Sophie, who was continuously planting kisses across his hips even though her wrists were locked in his grip. Jeremiah was relentless in attempting entering his Alpha's head. When he didn't give up, Cortez groaned and pulled away from Sophie.

Sophie whined and whimpered, looking up at Cortez to see his eyes glazed over. He wasn't here anymore. She perked up, wondering if he was mind linking with someone. She watched as his expression fell into nothingness. He stood off the bed, his posture tense but gorgeous beyond belief. Whoever was talking to him, she hoped it wasn't urgent so they could continue what they were doing.

"What? What is it? Who's talking to you?" Sophie asked, reaching for Cortez's hands. She curled her fingers around his.

"Jeremiah.." Cortez gulped, reluctant to meet Sophie's eyes. He finally did and held her soft green eyes with his. "It's Henry.."

Sophie's heart dropped into her stomach. She instantly tried to push away the one conclusion taking root in her head. Her eyes pricked with tears but she denied them too. "What about him?"

Cortez dropped his gaze and shook his head. He didn't want to say it aloud. He couldn't. Instead, he grabbed Sophie's clothes and handed her the shirt she hadn't even put on yet. She didn't take it. Because taking it would be accepting the fact that the situation was urgent. Cortez carefully rolled the shirt in his hands and coached it over Sophie's head. She lazily wiggles into it, her glistening eyes looking up to meet his.

"Sophie, we should hurry." Cortez whispered.

"Please, no..." Sophie's voice cracked, a tear falling down her cheek. "Tell me he's okay, Cortez. Please.."

Cortez sighed as his hand ran through his hair. "We have to go, Sophie. You have to get dressed."

Sophie swallowed her sobs and nodded. She got up, her body already trembling. She knew but neither of them said anything. Sophie slipped into her clothes, wiping away stray tears, and followed Cortez out the door. He held her hand, giving it a comforting squeeze, as they hurried to his car.

{ baaaad timing guys... }