Chapter 150 - A World Of Bliss And Pleasure Together**

After dinner, Raine was the first to enter the bedroom since Tyrone still had to feed Draki and make some calls. She brushed her teeth and then unceremoniously walked towards the bed. She stayed there, just sitting with her back on the headrest. Feeling bored, Raine turned on the television and searched for some random movie to watch while waiting for Tyrone. Soon enough, he finally entered the bedroom. Raine watched him casully as he entered the bathroom immediately to clean up. 

"That was quick," Raine commented when Tyrone emerged out of the bathroom in less than five minutes, quickly crawling on the bed towards her.

"I simply can't wait to be with you," he roguishly said. "Do you want to watch a movie?" he asked while resting his back on the headrest beside her, inconspicuously pulling Raine into his arms. He noticed how Raine kept on switching through channels for movies.

"Yeah, but I don't know what to watch. I can't even remember when I last watched an actual movie," Raine murmured.

"Hmm, what genre do you prefer? Romance? Comedy? Horror? Suspense? Action?" Tyrone asked.

"How about some werewolf movies?" Raine commented with a blank expression.

Tyrone gulped and murmured, "Okay, like underworld movies? Lycans? Vampire kinds?" 

Raine nodded. As such, Tyrone switched to the appropriate channel and let it play.

"Why do you want to watch it? Do you want to know more about werewolf stuff like me? You do know that movies and books are far from reliable, so you might as well just ask me if you want to know more about werewolves," Tyrone bravely stated.

"What a way to confess that you're a werewolf," Raine whispered out a scoff.

"But I bet you already knew…" Tyrone murmured.

"Yeah, just yesterday. Boris told Lyne. He thought we all knew…" Raine murmured.

"Ask me anything, and I'll answer whatever it is that you want to know…"

Raine shook her head. She rested it on Tyrone's shoulder as she weakly said, "It doesn't matter. For me, you're just you… The Tyrone I knew. Honestly, I don't want to ask you anything. But if you're offering to tell me everything yourself… Then I suppose I'm all ears, willing to listen…"

Tyrone didn't comment. Instead, he hugged her tightly. After some time, he possessively whispered, "You're my mate…"

Raine's eyes widened as she turned and tilted her head to meet his gaze, "What?!"

"The Mate Pull… I felt it the moment I laid my eyes on you…" Tyrone confessed.

"Huh?" 

Raine was caught off-guard. It had been so sudden that she didn't even expect it. She was well-versed with the nature of werewolves, of course, along with the nature of the so-called Mate Pull, but she was far from being a werewolf. Although, knowing Tyrone well enough… she was sure that he wouldn't mark her without her consent.

"I… I don't know what to say," Raine whispered out helplessly. 

She really didn't know how to respond to such a confession. She couldn't even begin to feel that Mate Pull that he was talking about, but she at least acknowledged the undeniable truth that she was hopelessly attracted to Tyrone. In fact, she could even say that she was already in love with him if her interpretations of her own feelings were correct. She honestly didn't know if it was love already, but she was assuming that it was. Maybe it wasn't as deep as what he would like it, however, since she was not yet ready to sacrifice all the others just for her love for him.

Or… was she love him deeply enough for her to sacrifice her own happiness with him just to make sure that he would be safe from her father?

"It's alright. It's a werewolf thing. And don't worry, as much as I wanted to, I won't mark you unless you agree to it…" Tyrone reassured.

Raine smiled at him and whispered, "Thank you."

Tyrone let out a sigh before leaning down to press his lips against hers. It was passionate. Raine felt his soft tongue pushing into her mouth as she moaned at the invading sensation. He cupped the back of her neck and stroked her hair lovingly with his fingers while his lips continued suckling at her delicate mouth. A delicious shiver shot down her spine, and Tyrone felt her nipples stiffen through the sheer of her nightgown. 

When Raine felt him, cupping her breasts and stroking them, a painful ache throbbed from within her lower abdomen. It had always been like this, and she knew that only Tyrone could make her body writhe and gasp in pleasure like this. She could feel the scorching heat radiating from his body, and yet it didn't burn her. Far from it, she really loved his familiar warmth. 

Pulling her towards him and setting her lap against his lower body, Tyrone pushed up the hem of her nightgown.

"Still sore and aching?" he asked through her mouth as he continued planting soft kisses on her lips.

"I'm good," Raine hoarsely answered. Of course, she was still a bit sore, but it was nothing compared to how achingly painful her body was screaming in her mind to be taken.

He touched his forehead to hers, brushing the tips of their noses together before drawing her lips into his mouth again. He slipped his long fingers under her nightgown, softly caressing the inside of her legs, making Raine grab on to his silky hair while trying desperately to keep her body from going out of control from the pleasure.

Tyrone relentlessly sucked and nipped at the base of her throat as he urgently undid his boxer shorts. Feeling him push aside her underwear, part of the burning need inside her was quenched as he slowly eased into her inviting folds. Raine gasped at the tight feeling inside her, his shaft reaching the deepest parts of her core as their bodies joined once more.

Raine threw her arms around his neck as she moaned hard at Tyrone holding her hips and deepening their union. Their closely intertwined bodies slapped against each other, her body moving unconsciously as if she was riding a hung horse. Her walls eagerly tightened around his manhood as he penetrated her all the way to the hilt before reluctantly letting him go, only to then tighten up again as her aching womb tried to pull him deeper. Her heart pounded with desperate passion as she melted into his hot kisses.

The night was still young, and she inwardly promised that he would let him take her through the whole night for as long as he wanted.

And such, they made love for the whole night. Gentle, rough, each sensation was savored like there was no tomorrow for them. They simply let themselves enjoy each other's company without thinking of anything. Instead, they into a world of bliss and pleasure together in a seemingly borrowed time they did not want to waste.

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