Where I Belong

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

Santana waited patiently for Nova to wake up. She was so worried, as he passed out after she bit him. He continued to sweat, and would call out her name. What the hell did she do to him? The scary thing was that he kept calling out “No, don’t do this!” and “Please don’t kill her!” It was horrifying to watch and listen to him go through such an ordeal. She eavesdropped to the sounds downstairs and heard her mother cooking breakfast. Thinking that Nova would be hungry, she walked away quietly to get him some food.

“Good morning baby girl. Where’s your love sick puppy?” she laughed.

“Sleeping,” she replied.

“Hmm. Nova’s usually up before I am. I never saw him or heard him get up. Anything interesting happen my darling girl?”

Santana shook; her mother knew. Blushing as red as a cherry, she averted her gaze. Her heart beat sped up rapidly and so did her blood pleasure.

“Ohoho I knew it! You did something, I could tell by your face when you walked in. What happened?” she asked curiously but Santana could see the plain excitement in her mother’s eyes.

“I’m too embarrassed to say,” she shook her head.

“Then use the mind link,” she raised an eyebrow.

“Ugh fine!”

*I-I bit him on accident. I was just feeling so vulnerable and he smelled so good! My teeth…I happened to bite down into his neck.*

“Oh my god!” she yelled out loud.

“Shh!” she hissed while holding up a finger to her lips.

“But this is really good news! It means that your wolf wanted it so much she couldn’t wait anymore. Wow, I can’t believe it.”

“He’s been passed out, sweating and ranting strange things. I just thought I’d come down and make him a plate of food,” she scratched her forehead anxiously.

“I’ve already made a plate, here,” she handed her the plate.

“Thanks Mom. I love you!” she yelled back as she walked away.

When she walked in she saw Nova’s eyes opening slowly. “Nova?”

“You…marked me,” he narrowed his eyes at her.

She blushed. “I’m sorry, it just happened! It was my wolf.”

He nodded then smiled “I’m happy. You’ve marked me yours, finally.”

Setting the plate down at the coffee table, she helped him up. “I’ve brought you some food, here,” she gestured with her hands. He held her arm, but as they touched, she felt a heat ignite deep in her core. Without hesitating she wrapped her arms around his neck and licked her mark. He gasped, moaning loudly. “Mine,” she growled. Once the words went out of her mouth, she was completely dumbfounded. Pulling him, she helped him down to eat. He stared at her as she did this. “I’m yours baby,” he twisted her around so she straddled his hips. “Feed me,” he ordered. “Because of you, I’m too weak.”

She felt guilty, so she lifted the fork up filled with egg and set it into his mouth. He chewed and then nodded towards the plate. It took a long time, but he ate it all. “I’m full,” he sighed. Suddenly he flinched in pain as she walked away with the plate. “Wait!” he called out sounding strangled. “Stay here, I need you.”

Walking over to him worriedly, she stared into his lust filled eyes. “You…I-I need you to l-lick the bite mark,” he blushed scarlet red. She was shocked to see him like that and smiled wickedly, liking it. “And why should I? I’ve already done enough,” she raised an eyebrow, her gold eyes sparkling with mischief.

“You did it to me, now be a good girl and do it,” he growled.

“You seem to be forgetting something. You bit me as well remember?”

“Come on Santana, please,” he begged.

She actually wanted to and had to stop the game she was playing. “Alright baby, just say something for me?”

“What?” he asked nervously.

“Say you’re mine. I want to hear you say it,” she licked her lips.

“I’ve already said it, but I’ll say it again because I know you like hearing it. I’m yours forever and ever, only you shall have me till death do us part,” he smiled lovingly at her.

Straddling him, she grabbed his neck hungrily. Latching her mouth to his neck, she nibbled, making him feel extreme pleasure. She felt like a vampire.

After he was fulfilled and the pain disappeared, they sat talking on the bed. “When I was seven years old, I had this dream where I fell and a young boy picked me up. I still remember that dream, even now. And you know what? That boy was you I think?” she stared up into his eyes.

“I don’t know. I was probably close to you at that time if you saw me. Damn, to think that you were so close and I didn’t know!” he shook his head angrily.

Suddenly, he was staring at her chest, not even caring if she saw. “Umm…” she trailed off embarrassed. “You know what, let’s go shopping this weekend.”

“Nova, like I said, I’m broke. I need to get a job at the supermarket or something.”

“Santana, I’m your mate. You don’t need to worry!” he patted her thigh.

“I’m not that kind of woman Nova. I hate leeching off of others. It makes me feel useless and like a bum.”

“Well if you feel that way, how about I just make it all the presents I would have given you for your birthdays and holidays for the past eighteen years.”

“Nova, no way; I’d still feel the same, and I’d like to finally be independent. The only reason why I never looked after myself and depended on others was because I had nothing to live for. But now I do. So you see I just want to support myself. I want to grow up.”

“Okay, I understand. But, I want to take you out shopping and spend on you,” when she rolled her eyes he retorted “Only this once then!”

“Why are you so hung up on wanting to go shopping and buying me things?” she sighed.

“I want to. It’s something I’ve always felt; I like to spend money on others to make them happy. My dad always did that and was very generous. I guess I just got it from him.”

“You’ll become bankrupt one day,” she teased.

“Okay then,” she agreed “This weekend.”

She became really excited thinking that she’d be spending more time with her mate. Wishing time would speed up, she lay on top of him and they fell back to sleep.

END OF CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT