---- Why does her uncle's household staff hate him so much? For a moment, Monika entertains the idea of firing them all or complaining to her uncle. Except she doesn't have the heart to, because most of them have been with her since she was still wetting her diapers. She knows her mate is looking at her, but she just clears her throat and locks the door.
However, before she can make a beeline toward the candles and blow them out, Sam pulls her into along, sweet kiss that has her skin humming pleasantly . It looks like Sam really likes this. "Thank you," Sam says to his mate when he finally pulls back. His forehead is pressed against his beautiful mate, and his breath ghosts over Monika's lips lightly. Monika leans into his touch and gives him a quick peck before she gathers Sam in a hug.
Her arms are wrapped tightly around her boyfriend's torso as she replies, "I didn't ask them to do this." "Thank you anyway." Sam chuckles, his fingers playing with Monika's puffy hair. He clarifies , "For loving me." The phrase makes Monika's chest expand with incomprehensible happiness .
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Her heart beats wildly still, even after many years of dating Sam and even ---- accepting him as her mate; of whispering her love for Sam into her mouth, palm, and belly; of wearing the marks of Sam's love on her neck, chest, and thighs. She frowns, her mouth wobbling. Monika's head falls to rest on Sam's shoulder, and she chides affectionately, "You are stupid!" Monika is weak for her mate-soft, pliant, affectionate-but only ever for Sam.
After all, this man in her arms is the only person who has ever conquered her -in life and in love -and Monika is really powerless against him. She's weak against Sam's words, against his supple lips, against his clever fingers , against his brilliant mind, against his honesty and earnestness, and against his love and indulgence. Always. Monika presses a kiss on Sam's shoulder before tugging her face into the curve of her boyfriend's neck.
Her eyes are watering, and lashes are catching on Sam's skin like butterfly wings. Sam just hums softly, his fingers never stopping their soothing movements as he sways them back and forth to an unknown rhythm. They stay like that until what feels like forever. Monika basks in Sam's presence and takes in his scent. Her chest expands greedily, and she snuggles in closer -so close she can feel Sam's skin melting into ---- her.
Monika really wants to keep them like this forever , where she can hold her boyfriend tightly in her arm; where they share the same air-skin touching , hair tangling; where Sam skin is her skin and Sam breath is her breath; where Monika exists only in the space that's warmed by Sam's heated skin. Unfortunately, Monika can't always get what she wants. It is how life is.
Monika's hungry stomach eventually ruins the moment, and Sam chuckles wetly into the junction between Monika's neck and shoulder . His hand on Monika's back rubs soothingly as he asks, 'Do you think there's anything in the fridge?" Monika shakes her head and presses her face harder into Sam's neck. The other hums, his fingers coming to pinch one of her ears lightly. When Monika still doesn't let go, Sam's fingers dance down the expanse of his spine to rest on her buttcheeks snuggly.
He squeezes once, earning a purr, before he pulls Monika flush against him. He hikes Monika up without warning , and Monika yells, her legs coming up to automatically wrap around Sam's waist. She smacks her boyfriend lightly on the shoulder and glares at him. But Sam's smile is sweet and blinding, and he gives Monika a quick peck before he walks
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