Ivy's POV
Nathaniel didn't like being sent away.
I'd chuckled to myself when he'd pouted when I told him to go find something to do while I did the finishing touches for his surprise. I couldn't let him see the room, nor the outfit I had laid out for myself.
I stand in front of the bed, admiring my masterpiece, having just gotten out of a nice hot bath.
"I did good." I say to myself as I run my hands over the black lingerie set before grabbing it and placing it on my side of the bed. I drop my robe and walk over to my nightstand. Grabbing my body lotion, I begin massaging it into my skin thoroughly. It scents my skin lightly while keeping it soft and supple. I finger comb my damp copper hair, before braiding it away from my face in a single warrior braid at my back.
Smiling, I sit down on my side of the bed and begin to dress, pulling on my fishnet tights, followed by a micro skirt and black lace bra. I apply minimal makeup and some lip gloss and sigh lightly.
Standing, I glance around, reflecting on everything that's happened in these long months since I met Nathaniel. I've gone from a battered unstable woman, lost in her fear to a strong, capable woman with perseverance and ambition in my veins once again.
I wouldn't have even thought that one day I would be planning a special night for my mate. Ever.
But here I am, scantily clad and ready for the ravishing I'm sure he's going to give me. I chuckle to myself before spraying my favourite perfume while I call Nathaniel's cell phone. It rings twice before he answers.
"Hello my little songbird. Can I come upstairs now please?" He asks with a hint of darkness to his tone, and I smile widely before responding.
"Yes."
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Nathaniel's POV
The moment she says yes, I hang up and quickly stride out of my office, my pace quickening. I'm sure I look like an idiot to whoever sees me, but at this point I could give no fucks.
My mate is back, and I want her. No, I need her.
The elevator dings and I walk in and watch the doors close painfully slow. I growl low in frustration, my impatience clearly getting the best of me. It's not long before the doors open again, and I walk into mine and Ivy's suite. I inhale sharply as it's in complete darkness, with some candles lit to illuminate the black rose petals that she's clearly laid out in a path for me to follow. My cock hardens uncomfortably in my jeans, and I re-adjust quickly before following the path. My heart is pounding in my ears, the anticipation killing me slowly.
I call out to her. "Songbird, where are you?"
"In the bedroom."
I exhale before taking the last few steps and stop at the closed door, grasping the handle lightly and turning it. I open the door slowly with a light creak. It's still completely dark with some more candlelight, and I wait for my eyes to adjust a bit more to the darkness before I look around fully.
I almost fall to my knees when I catch sight of her, sitting on top of my dresser, her legs crossed at the ankles.
Black fishnet tights up her slender legs, leading to a very short skirt that barely covers her. She's leaning slightly back on her hands, showcasing her toned stomach and lace bra that I cannot wait to rip off with my teeth. She catches my gaze, and her eyes darken, and it's then I notice her hair and I inhale sharply.
Warrior braid. She knows I love her hair like that.
"Hiya, handsome." She says before giving me a small smile. I approach her slowly, keeping my eyes trained on hers as I close the distance between us. Once I'm close enough, I run my hands up her legs, gently nudging her to uncross her ankles. I palm the inside of her thighs and spread her legs apart and she gasps lightly as I close the space even more, placing myself in between them.
She groans lightly as I press myself into her.
"Well, isn't this a nice surprise." I say before leaning into her and giving her a small kiss on the lips. She wraps her legs around me and squeezes and I chuckle.
"You like it?" She asks and I nod. "You know I do."
"There's a reason I planned this all out." She says quietly and I gaze at her for a moment before she leans into my ear and whispers quietly.
"I'm marking you tonight, mate."
Oh, fuck me.