His Inescapable Mate novel Chapter 16

He made a move to pull off his shirt and I turned around to give him some privacy. It was supposed to be a polite notion, but at the same time I didn't want to see a naked werewolf.

Vincent chuckled. "You do know, Mate, that one of these days you're going to see me naked. The sooner the better," he laughed.

I didn't move.

He sighed. "Then go to the bathroom and brush your teeth. Use the blue toothbrush."

I left the room and blindly felt my way using the walls until I came to a door that I opened. I felt inside the dark room and flicked on the light switch I found. The bathroom was lighted up and I walked over to the sink, seeing a blue toothbrush resting on the counter. It looked clean.

I picked it up and put some toothpaste on it, brushing my teeth quickly. After two minutes I rinsed out my mouth and put the used toothbrush back on the counter.

"Good, you found it," Vincent said from behind me.

I jumped and turned around. Vincent was only wearing the pajama bottoms. His chest on was on full display, showing off his massive muscles. His abdominals were chiseled and his pecs were powerful. His arms were rippled with muscle and were crossed in front of his mighty chest. This werewolf just reeked of masculinity.

Vincent strutted forward, grabbing the toothbrush I just used and put more toothpaste on it. Then he stuck it in his mouth, brushing his teeth!

"Dude!" I shrieked with disgust.

Vincent jumped in surprise, looking at me with worry, wondering what it was he did to upset me.

"You made me use your toothbrush!" I accused. "That's nasty!"

Vincent smiled. "It's our toothbrush, Mate. We share everything now. Now get to bed."

I groaned and stormed off into his bedroom. I snatched some of the blankets off and threw them to the floor. I then took one of the pillows and threw that on the floor as well, creating a make-shift bed. I then jumped into the real bed, getting under the remaining covers.

I closed my eyes and Vincent walked in, growling.

I rolled back around, facing Vincent. The moonlight that leaked into the bedroom window glistened off his canines, gleaming. I felt his strong arms wrap around me, pulling me closer to him. He pulled me up and placed my head on his hard chest. The sound of his heartbeat consumed my ears, being all that I could hear.

"I love you Mate," he whispered, his chest vibrating with his words. "'Night."

I have no idea when the last time was that I woke up as peacefully as I am now. The sunlight poured into the room through the window that I faced, gently bringing me out of my unconsciousness. My head didn't feel heavy when I lifted it up, yet I felt like the covers were extra heavy, keeping me close to the warm mattress. That didn't bother me. I rested my head back down on the soft, warm pillow.

I've never felt this relaxed.

"Morning Mate," Vincent purred, making my pillow vibrate with his deep voice. Oh wait, my pillow is his chest and my blanket is his arms.

Well there goes my relaxation.

I pushed myself up off Vincent's chest and sat upright. Vincent pushed himself up as well, his hair was dishelved from the night's sleep. He stretched out his beefy arms until I heard a pop. He smiled and leaned back on the head board.