Will's POV 

I gently laid Nico down on the bed after shutting and locking the door, the brown, yellow, and cream colored duvet sagging underneath his light weight. I crawled over him since he seemed to not want to let go of me and tried kicking off my shoes as best I could, successfully getting them off a moment later.

Even though we both really wanted this, I, as well as Sol, was still hesitant because I wasn't sure if I would hurt him or not, and he seemed to be uneasy too since his eyes were telling two different stories. I wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not.

"Nico, are you sure about this?" I asked.

The hesitation didn't go unnoticed in his eyes by me, but before I could ask him again if he was truly sure about continuing on, he reached up and kissed me himself.

It caught me off guard at first since it had been days since we last kissed, but I finally regained my senses and kissed him back, realizing that it was an extremely heated kiss a second too late.

The kiss itself was rough, with the addition of... a lot of tongue. I found that Nico was actually a bit more experienced since our very first kiss, which hadn't been the best, but still quite passionate nonetheless.

It was starting to really turn me on, too. The kiss, his heavenly scent (though it was still tainted with Luke's scent), and just him in general was intoxicating, and I was struggling to hold Sol at bay, knowing that if I let him take control, he'd most likely hurt Nico.

It became progressively harder as time passed us by. I could hear Sol growling in my head, telling me that I should let him take control. I had to refuse though; I would never forgive myself if I hurt my own mate.

As we continued to kiss, I felt huge butterflies appear in my stomach. No, scratch that. It literally felt like a zoo had appeared in my body and was clawing at my bones and skin, begging to be set free.

I already knew that Sol was a part of that giant mess too. He could be very impatient at times-most of the time, actually-and since this was our mate and he was in heat, of course he was going to be acting up. I'm basically Nico's Alpha and he's my human Omega-without actually being a werewolf... or a real Omega-so obviously we're going to go crazy over him.

Will, Sol spoke in my mind. This... is too much. You need to slow it down or you won't be able to hold us back anymore.

He was right. Nico was being very aggressive. He was kissing me messily, clawing at my back roughly, and he was trying to push himself as close to me as possible. Of course I didn't mind-not at all-but I needed to slow it down or things would escalate really fast.

I could also somehow tell he was still hesitant about something while he kissed me, but I couldn't pinpoint what it actually was.

With all the strength I could muster up, I pulled away from Nico, panting against his now bruised lips, making him whine.

He stared up at me with lust in his eyes, pain from the heat and love for me also occupying them.

My hands had been placed beside his head, caging him in, and now one of them came up to brush his black hair off his sweaty forehead. I admired his beautiful features for a moment as we both took the time-a painfully long time, if I might add-to slow our breathing.

It was then that I realized what position we were actually in. Nico's legs were now wrapped around my waist, his ankles crossed at my tailbone. I was perfectly situated between his thighs, our crotches painfully pressed together. Our chests were also pressed together, and Nico's arms were wrapped firmly around my middle, holding me as close as possible.

I tried not to focus on how hard both of us were and instead decided on attempting to receive a slow, but passionate kiss from him.

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Nico's POV:

A moan involuntary escaped my lips as Will slowly kissed me. It surprised me how gentle he was being since the feelings and the scents we both were getting were almost unbearable. We've shared kisses like this before-albeit not as passionate-but it scared me because even though I knew Will, and I loved him, I couldn't help but think about how much it was going to hurt when we finally did... it. I know he'd try to be gentle with me, but after being... that... by both Nathaniel and Luke, I knew it would still hurt. It always did.

All the feelings I was feeling and the way my body reacted to Will's every touch also scared me. I'd never experienced such pleasure before by anyone. Nathaniel was always rough with me and never allowed me to touch him while he did it, and Luke just did it without further ado, making me feel like the most disgusting thing in the world. Will's tried to convince me that it wasn't my fault, that I didn't actually ask for it when Luke tried to "help" me, but I still found it hard to believe sometimes.

Luke had offered me help when the heat had gotten incredibly painful and I had accepted. Of course, I hadn't known what kind of help he had been offering then, but I still asked for it. Yeah, I had tried to push him away, but he had been much stronger than me and had always held my hands down while he continued to cause me more pain. It still counted as my fault though because I allowed it to happen not once, but multiple times.

As Will licked and bit at my bottom lip, involuntary moans and whimpers escaping me every few seconds, my heat progressively became worse, though whenever he touched me in certain spots, it seemed to cool my skin down quite a bit.

My stomach was twisted into knots, a thin sheen of sweat on my skin and soaking through my-Will's-shirt and my boxers. I had a feeling that it wasn't just sweat that was seeping into my boxers though. The sticky substance that I still wasn't sure what it was down near my butt seemed to become more and more as time passed. It was quite uncomfortable.

Will pulled away again, which I was starting to get annoyed by because all I wanted was for him to kiss me and just... take me... so this pain would go away, but instead of pulling completely back, he moved his lips over my cheek, making my brain malfunction by how soft and gentle they were. He placed a few open-mouthed kisses on both cheeks, moving to my closed eyes, nose, and forehead next, and then my jaw. He nipped playfully at the skin on my jaw and then started moving down to my ear, which he kissed just underneath before sucking on my earlobe.

The last few places he kissed got more of a reaction out of me because of how close they were to my mate mark he had given me. He nipped and sucked on my neck erotically, most likely leaving hickeys. He was careful to avoid my mark though, even though I really wanted him to kiss it. My wish was surprisingly granted a moment later when he lightly brushed his lips over it, making my body shake, a loud gasp spill from my lips, and my eyes fly open.

"Oh Dio, fanculo (Oh God, fuck)," I breathed out, wondering why in the world my body just acted like it did from just him brushing his lips over my mate mark.

Will suddenly froze, pulling away again to look down at me. He stared at me with his eyes wide and mouth agape.

"What did you just say?" he asked, surprised.

"W-What do you mean?" I asked, squirming underneath him from not being touched. It was becoming harder to not kiss him right away because my heat was really hurting.

"That language... I've never heard it, nor have I heard you speak it before. What is it?"

I looked up at him with confusion before it dawned on me; I had never actually told Will that I was Italian. In my defense, I thought he would've guessed it by now.

"It was Italian. I'm Italian. How come you don't know what Italian is?" I asked.

"I've never left the pack," he said, shrugging. "But goddamn, Nico. That was fucking hot," he breathed.

I stared up at him, my eyes half-lidded, as he bent down to kiss at my mark, this time really kissing it. It took me completely by surprise and I involuntarily bucked my hips up against his, creating a very good friction for the both of us.

A groan escaped him as he continued to assault my neck and mark, the feelings from just him touching it starting to really be unbearable now.

Even though I wanted him to continue what he was doing, I needed my lips to be occupied. I unwrapped my arms from around him and grabbed his head-a bit harsher than I intended to-and smashed our lips together, holding his face in my hands.

I whimpered as he sucked on my bottom lip, a gasp escaping me as well and allowing him to ravage my mouth with his tongue, which I willingly accepted.

The heat in my body was now completely unbearable and I was really hurting. It didn't help that his hips were grinding down into mine either, causing me a delicious sort of pleasure and pain. Of course I was grinding upwards, trying to meet his hips halfway, but still. I needed him and I needed him now.

"W-Will, p-please," I cried against his lips.

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Will's/Sol's POV:

"W-Will, p-please," Nico cried in-between our kisses.

I had a mental breakdown as I realized what he wanted and the fact that I had absolutely no clue how to proceed.

S-Sol, I thought in my head. What do I do? I've never done this before.

We know you've never done this before, William. We are your wolf after all.

Sol, now is not the fucking time to sass me.

Sol growled at me in my head. Alright, alright. Let us take control, we know what to do.

That's not a good idea, I argued with him, scared that he would hurt Nico.

We're not going to hurt our Angel, Will.

I mentally grumbled at him. I'm trusting you, Sol. I swear to the gods that if you hurt him in any way, shape, or form, I'll throw us off a roof. Do you understand me?

Sol growled at me, not liking that I gave him orders instead of the other way around. We're not going to hurt him, Will, he repeated.

I stayed silent for a moment before deciding that it would probably be best if he did take over. How do you even know what to do? I asked him. We've never done anything with anyone before now so how do you know what to do but I don't?

Instincts, was all Sol said before forcing his way out, only halfway taking over so he didn't turn us into our wolf form.

"Angel," he said, pulling away and panting against Nico's swollen and dark red lips.

He seemed to freeze when Sol spoke up, and we couldn't tell if he was scared or uncertain.

"We have to take over because Will doesn't know where to go from here," Sol admitted, blushing from embarrassment.

"Oh," was all Nico whispered. He hesitantly nodded, making us feel a bit hurt by his hesitation.

Before we continued on, Sol gently placed our forehead against Nico's, staring into his eyes with confidence. "We're not going to hurt you, okay? We wouldn't hurt our Angel."

Nico stared into our eyes for a moment before nodding. We smiled and then proceeded to bend down to kiss him again.

Our hands snaked their way under his-our-shirt, feeling up his hot and sweaty skin. They danced along his pale and flat chest, making their way up to his nipples. When we finally found them, we playfully flicked them, causing a whimper to escape our Angel. His nipples are sensitive, we thought, mentally noting to that in our head.

We quickly removed our hands and, grasping his hips, pulled him up with us so he could straddle our waist as we removed his-our-shirt. A moment later, he was left in only his pre-cum and sweat soaked boxers as he ground his hips into ours, making us growl at him in approval and thanks.

We didn't even get the chance to admire his body because he was now hastily using his small and fragile hands to pull our shirt over our head, throwing it somewhere to the side. We pushed him back down onto the bed, crawling between his legs again.

His hands worked frantically at the buttons on our jeans as we continued to kiss him, the kiss becoming impossibly more heated. We bit harshly at his lips and swirled our tongue around his, sucking erotically on it as he used his hands and feet to push our jeans down.

He playfully smacked and grabbed at our butt when his hands came near it, making us groan in response.

We rolled off of him to quickly push the jeans down the rest of the way and fling them somewhere in the room, causing him to scramble after us. We figured out that he needed to be touching us at all times as he crawled on top of us, pushing his hips into ours and smashing our lips together. We loved this clingy side of him.

He held our face in-between his hands as we rolled on top of him, him now underneath us once again.

"Lift your hips, Angel," we said, grabbing the elastic band on his boxers and slightly tugging.

Nico pulled away from the kiss, studying our eyes for a moment as if he were hesitating, before quietly obeying.

We bent down to kiss at his collarbone as we pushed his boxers all the way down with our foot, knowing that our Angel was now completely naked under us.

"D-Don't-" Nico whispered, breathless, when we were about to look down. "Don't look yet."

We grumbled in our mind about wanting to see our mate naked, but listened nonetheless, not wanting to make Nico uncomfortable.

We resumed kissing as he used his hands to tug at our own boxers, pulling them down with his feet.

"N-Now you can," Nico said, covering his eyes with his arm.

It was then that we realized Nico had only wanted us both naked to feel more comfortable with us seeing him completely naked.

Even though it was hard, we decided not to look down just yet, wanting Nico to do it with us so he wasn't as scared.

We nudged the crease of his arm with our nose and kissed his chin.

"Angel," we said, waiting for him to uncover his eyes. It took a moment, but he eventually peaked out from underneath his arm, his eyes locking with ours. "We'll only look if you look with us."

Nico gulped, slowly nodding. "Okay," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

Slowly, both of our eyes moved downwards to the space between us. Our eyes grew wide once we saw our Angel completely naked for the first time.

His pale body was completely covered in sweat, and his chest rose and fell rapidly. His two nipples were dark and hard from being overly aroused, and he had a dark happy trail leading downwards to his most private part that only we would ever get to see.

We licked our lips at finally seeing it, noticing a small puddle of pre-cum was starting to gather on his stomach just above the tip. Then we looked up at Nico who was still staring downwards, his eyes wide.

"You're beautiful, Angel," we whispered, placing a kiss on the corner of his mouth.

Unfortunately, that didn't seem to drag him out of his current state that he was in. We smirked at his reaction, taking pride in our body. We tried not to laugh at his next words.

"You're fucking huge."

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Nico's POV:

"You're fucking huge."

My eyes were glued to his... thing... hanging down over my own, a pearl of pre-crum dripping from the tip.

(A/N: I'm tryna make it as innocent as possible, okay? Don't judge me because it could be way worse. xD)

Sure, I did actually like it, but seeing how big it actually was and knowing already that it would hurt even if he wasn't that big made it even scarier for me. I was terrified of how much it would hurt once he got around to finally putting it in.

The longer I stared at it, the more I seemed to freak out. I was having a small panic attack and not paying attention to my surroundings when I was suddenly kissed. I sucked in a breath I hadn't known I had been holding and finally looked up at... Will. It was Will again. Sol wasn't there anymore.

"Hey, it's okay," he said, brushing his thumb over my cheekbone. His thumb came back wet, and that was when I realized I was crying.

"I-I'm sorry," I said as I quickly wiped away the rest of my tears. "I'm just really scared. I know how much it hurts and I-"

"Wait, wait, wait," Will said, stopping me from talking. "It's not going to hurt, Nico. Why would you think that?"

I stared up at him incredulously. Will groaned, realizing his mistake. "Oh, right. I'm sorry," he sighed. "Nico, it had only hurt because they didn't prepare you before actually doing it."

"What do you mean by 'prepare' me?" I asked, momentarily forgetting about my heat, which was a surprise since it was still hurting quite a bit. I was curious now because I had never heard of this "preparing" before.

Will's eyes clouded over, letting me know that he was talking with Sol. A moment later, they returned to the bright sky blue color, and a dark blush tinted his cheeks. "U-Um, it's w-where... ugh..." he cleared his throat, avoiding eye contact with me. "I basically have to use my fingers to stretch you to be able to accommodate my size."

My eyes widened at what he was saying. "N-No way," I said, not believing him. "Are you serious?"

Will nodded as he bit his lip, a sign of nervousness. "It won't hurt then."

"I... I don't know. I'm still scared, Will," I whispered. "A-And-" A sudden wave of heat hit me just then, making me cry out and throw my head back, hitting it on the headboard, though I didn't really notice because of the pain already in my stomach and the stickiness I was feeling again in my lower region. "Fucking shit, p-please no! What the fuck is that?" I cried, tears blurring my vision.

I hated this. I hated heats. I didn't know how Omegas could go through this all the time, but I most definitely couldn't; it hurt way too much. I just wanted it to be gone.

Will held my hand tightly in his, worry clear in his much darker eyes. I could tell he was trying really hard to hold back because the smell was getting thicker in the air, and there was lust clear in his eyes. "W-Will, please. Just do it, I-I can't t-take it anymore."

"I'm going to go easy, okay? I promise, Nico," he said before bringing me into a much needed kiss.

This kiss was somehow even more heated and passionate than all the other ones we had originally shared. He bit painfully hard at my lips and tongue, actually making me moan rather than cry out. Our tongues swirled together in a battle of dominance that he clearly won as his hand traveled down my body. He kept me occupied with the kiss as he felt around my butt, which I didn't notice until he brushed over my wet and sticky hole.

I gasped into his mouth, one of my hands coming up to hold his forearm beside my head and the other trying to grasp at the blanket underneath us. That feeling I received just now was nothing I had felt before. I had no clue why I was even reacting the way I did to such an area being touched.

Will's eyes clouded over once more as his eyebrows scrunched up in confusion. A few seconds later, they returned back to normal and he blushed again probably from what Sol had just told him. I wasn't quite sure why Sol went away since Will wasn't sure what to do but I didn't question it.

"U-Um, Nico..." he started, pulling away to breathe. He sighed, most likely realizing that it was stupid to be blushing about such a thing since we were literally about to have "it" for the first time. "The sticky stuff you're feeling and... creating... is your self-lubricant. It's what Omegas produce when they're in heat. Since you're not a werewolf nor a real Omega, I'm not quite sure why it's happening to you, but your body is already acting as if you're an Omega in heat so I'm not going to question it."

"O-Oh," I whispered, gasping as another wave of heat hit me. It was like it was becoming impatient with me, wanting to find something to grapple onto to find it's way out of a dark cavern.

"Are you ready?" he asked.

I nodded, just wanting to get it done and over with.

Will resumed kissing me as he coated his fingers in the sticky substance before slowly, very slowly, pushing a finger into my awaiting hole. I whined at the intrusion in one of my most private parts, wondering why anyone would like doing such a thing. Will was gentle, like he promised, as he moved his finger in and out, somehow turning me into a sweaty puddle of whimpers and moans.

I don't understand what's going on, I thought to myself. Why does it feel good? Isn't it supposed to hurt?

After Will had been doing the same thing for a few minutes, he pushed in another finger, returning me to my whining self at the stretch and burn I felt. It felt uncomfortable, but it surprised me by also feeling slightly good. It was really confusing me.

He did the same thing he did with the first finger with the two now inside me, but then slowly started to stretch me, widening his fingers only slightly since I was still so tight.

It hurt-the stretch-but it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Yeah, it left a slight burn down in my lower region, but since he was going slow and being gentle like he promised, it really wasn't all that bad.

Will started kissing along my neck, nipping at my collarbone and jaw when his lips found them. I figured my neck was one of the places he loved to kiss the most since he seemed to kiss it more than my mouth.

"I'm going to add the third one, okay?" he whispered against my ear.

I nodded quickly, a bit more eager now that I knew what feelings the preparation actually brought with it.

Will was a bit more hasty as he added the third and final finger, pushing all three in and out of my hole. I still received a burning feeling from being stretched more than usual, but there was a delicious pleasure that accompanied it that was driving me crazy.

A loud moan escaped my lips and my eyes screwed shut as I found myself pushing down against his fingers, not even caring anymore that I didn't know why my body was reacting the way it was.

"W-Will," I breathed, wanting him to move his fingers faster.

"Fuck," Will whispered, sucking on my earlobe, and, as if he read my mind, quickening his ministrations.

Another wave of heat hit me just then, making me cry out and push down harder against Will's fingers.

"Fucking s-shit... nnngh... W-Will please-" I wasn't sure what I was asking for anymore. For him to continue abusing my hole with his fingers, for him to satisfy my needs, or for him to finally take me.

My hole was suddenly greeted with the cold air in the room as Will retracted his fingers, causing me to whine loudly.

"N-No, put 'em back in," I said as if I was drunk, feeling lightheaded from the sudden change in my lower region.

Instead of saying anything, Will pulled back and hovered over me, his eyes flickering every now and then from the bright sky blue that I knew and loved to a clouded dark blue that I came to know as Sol's eye color. It was then that I realized Will must've been fighting with Sol the whole time he had been preparing me. I suddenly felt more love for my mate now knowing that he had went through that just so he wouldn't hurt me. I wasn't quite sure if it was painful to hold your wolf back for so long.

He didn't even need to tell me what he wanted because I already knew and wanted the same thing. "Do it," I whispered confidently, prepared to go through the pain of penetration just like every other time.

The biggest surprise greeted me when Will quickly coated his thing in the extra self-lubricant I had been producing, lined it up with my hole, and finally pushed in. Like those times he had used his fingers to stretch me, I was welcomed by a small burning feeling, but that was immensely overpowered by the amount of sheer pleasure I felt as he slowly got deeper and deeper.

We both moaned loudly at the feelings we received, and I found myself thankful that we were the only ones who lived in the pack house, and that Will's parents weren't here at the moment.

Sometime during the whole process my fingers had found themselves woven in Will's blonde curls and were now holding his head close to my neck, his hot breath ghosting over my mate mark as he reached his stopping point.

I was surprised once more by Will's staying still as if he were allowing me to adjust. Of course I was completely grateful, but it just surprised me because, knowing Sol, he would've taken control by now.

Turned out, I was right.

One of Will's hands came up to gently coax my fingers to lighten up on their grip in his hair, and when he pulled back to look down at me, one of his eyes were his own and the other was Sol's. It was weird and different. Every other time Sol would take half control over Will so he wouldn't turn them into his wolf, both of Will's eyes would be the clouded dark blue, but not this time.

"W-Will?" I asked, gulping to try and regain my breath. "O-Or is it Sol? I can't tell. Why are your eyes like that?"

"It's me, Nico," Will whispered. "But Sol's taken partial control. I'm not sure how it works, but he's allowing me to speak to you while he controls my body."

As if to prove his point, Will-Sol-slowly rocked forward, making my breath hitch.

"S-Shit," I breathed, pushing my butt down on the thing inside of me. "Fanculo (Fuck), that feels so good."

"I'm surprised he hasn't taken full advantage yet," Will admitted, bending down to kiss all over my face as he continued rocking against me. "You know how he can be."

"Will," I whimpered, wanting him to move faster. This feeling-this pleasure-I was receiving was almost overwhelming. It was all I could focus on at the moment.

"Fuck, Nico. You feel amazing."

"Will," I whined, pushing down a bit harder and faster to let him know what I wanted.

He continued his slow pace, which was starting to annoy me and make me agitated.

I huffed, and used my hands to locate his face, bringing it up so our foreheads touched. I looked into his eyes with as much confidence as I could muster while being slowly penetrated. "Will, or Sol, if you don't fucking go faster, I swear to-"

My lips were suddenly captured in a bruising kiss, stopping me from my argument, as the movements in my lower region started to speed up, earning a cross between a moan and a whimper from me.

Will bit at my bottom lip, probably trying to draw more noises-and possibly my tongue too-out of me. His wish was granted as my tongue came out to fight with his. They swirled around each other as we sucked and bit at each others lips, losing ourselves in the kiss as Will started thrusting into me at a bruising pace.

I could feel the heat in my lower abdomen start to slowly disappear as it was replaced by an overwhelming amount of-actually, I wasn't sure what it was. I just knew it was fucking amazing and I absolutely loved the feeling.

My whole body suddenly lit up with a burning fire, one that didn't hurt, but overtook all my emotions and sent them into overdrive. My bones felt like they were mush now and my blood raced through me, coming up to my head and going back down to my leaking and sensitive private part lying on my stomach.

I pushed myself as close to Will as possible as I also pulled him down, our sweaty chests now sliding together. Every time he would thrust in, his nipple would brush over my own, sending shocks of pleasure through my body since they were so sensitive.

I pulled away from the kiss, trying to breathe properly, but to no avail. I held mine and Will's foreheads together as we panted against each others mouths, wanting to still be close to him but to be able to try and get my breathing under control at the same time.

"H-Holy shit," Will groaned, his eyes screwed tightly shut.

I cried out, my back arching into Will's chest, as a massive wave of pleasure washed over when Will hit something deep inside me. "What the fuck was that?"

"Your prostate."

"Well f-fuck, hit it again, dammit!"

Will had the audacity to chuckle as he hit my pleasure button over and over again, sending shocks through me.

One of my hands gripped Will's curls, holding him close to me, as my other scraped down his back, probably creating dark red marks from my nails that I had yet to cut.

There was something in my stomach that I couldn't place. It felt amazing but it wasn't like what I was feeling now. No, it was much better.

"W-Will," I gasped against his lips. "W-What is-"

"A mate bond," he said without hesitation, placing kisses along my jaw. "We're basically becoming one."

The pit in my stomach-the feeling that literally felt like the best thing in the world-was growing more and more as I started to reach my climax.

Will kissed along my neck, leading down to my mate mark that was actually throbbing. He placed a kiss on it before swiping his tongue over it, making me shiver with want. He nuzzled his nose against it, and I had a feeling he was asking me for something.

"Do it," I said, not wanting to ask because I now trusted him-my mate-completely to know he wouldn't hurt me.

Will didn't have to be told twice as he bit down hardon my mate mark, making me scream and come for the first time that night.

I could literally feel my soul leave my body as I came in-between our chests. There were sparks that spread throughout my fingers and down to my toes as I felt Will come as well inside me.

It all happened so fast. One minute I was feeling like my soul left my body, the next our souls were literally combining and becoming one. I felt Will's wrap around mine in the warmest of embraces as if it were telling me that I was safe, that I would never be scared or hurt again, and that I was completely and utterly his-now and forever.

It took a while for us to calm down and come back to our senses. I had been so out of it from coming and from becoming one with Will that I hadn't even noticed him leave my body. I must have been out of it for quite some time too since instead of feeling like a sticky mess, I felt clean. He must have cleaned me up while I was trying to regain control over my breathing.

I looked over at Will who was now lying beside me, his head propped up on his hand as he smiled fondly at me. The blanket that had been under us was now magically covering us, keeping us sheltered from the cold in the room.

I slowly scooted closer to him so I was basking in his own warmth, not even caring that I was still completely naked. A happy and satisfied smile made itself known on my lips as my eyes fell shut, feeling exhaustion settle over me.

A gentle and loving kiss was placed on my mate mark, sending tingles down my spine. I slowly opened my eyes and looked up at Will.

"That was amazing," I whispered, yawning.

"Hm," Will hummed, resting his head next to mine. Our hot breaths mingled in the space between us, warming me up considerably. "I'm not even close to being done with you though, Nico."

I blushed and quickly brought the duvet up to cover half of my face so it wasn't noticeable, only my half-lidded eyes peaking out from under the blanket.

Will laughed and nudged the part of the blanket over my nose with his own nose. "There's no need to be shy anymore. We're completely connected now so there's really nothing to hide or be shy about."

I sighed, breathing in the smell of Will's duvet. I always loved the forest-y smell that greeted me whenever I slept under this blanket.

I was so occupied with smelling the blanket, I hadn't even noticed Will moving until he was on top of me again. I squeaked and was just about to hit his chest when I caught the sound of him sniffing.

"What are you doing, Will?" I asked, dropping my hand next to my head.

"Your smell," Will said, pulling back to look down at me. "It's back."

My eyes widened. "What did you say?"

Will smiled brightly and bent down to hide his nose in my neck, breathing in deeply before sighing. "There's no traces of Luke's smell. It's not contaminating yours anymore. I can smell you perfectly again."

I felt tears prick the corners of my eyes as I shot up, wrapping my arms tightly around Will's shoulders as we fell backwards on the end of the bed. I placed kisses all over his face as he laughed at my childishness, a few small tears escaping my eyes.

I pulled back to look into my mate's eyes. "I love you so much, Will. Thank you," I cried.

Will's smile softened as he brought me down into a slow, but meaningful and passionate kiss that sent shivers down my spine.

I can't believe he's mine, I thought to myself.

"I love you too, Nico," Will whispered, wiping away the tears that fell on my cheeks with his thumbs.

I looked at him from under my eyelashes, feeling a bit confident. "Do you... do you wanna go again?" I asked shyly.

Will flipped me over so fast, I felt the air get knocked out of me. I giggled as he pulled me into a bruising kiss.

Needless to say, we made love until the early hours of the morning.

I'm happy.

(I did not write this. A good friend of mine did, so I will not take credit.)