With her proposal to spend the night together, Erik left the room to get ready for bed in the room he had placed his stuff in while she got ready in this room. Each room had a private bath attached, so Liona went to wash her face and remove her makeup for the night. This would be the first time Erik would see her bare face. She had always been self-conscious about her freckles, so she kept them covered with her makeup routine every day.
Finishing up washing her face, she stepped out of the bathroom to change into her pajamas. She had brought one of her favorite PJ short sets patterned with stars and moons against a midnight blue background. As she was pulling her hair out from her shirt, she heard a soft knock at the door. That must have meant Erik had finished getting ready.
Opening the door, there was Erik looking adorable in a pair of PJ shorts and a matching short sleeve button down pajama shirt. They were patterned with small stars and also midnight blue. She had picked them out for him because they had matched closely enough with hers. Smiling, she pulled him in and kissed him affectionately. He responded oh so well to her kisses that she struggled to keep the kiss light. She knew what would happen if she pushed him over their limit, and they weren't prepared for that. Although her omega whined at being told no, she promised it that soon they would have their way.
Erik had gone to get ready in the other room. Although part of him wanted to see Lia get ready for bed, he understood they were already walking a fine line of control. He was finding it harder and harder to restrain himself when she just kissed him, so if he were to see the sensual body he had only glimpsed part of by the moonlight, he was sure that control would snap. When he knocked on her door, he adjusted the pajamas he was wearing. Lia had picked them out for him. Previously, he had just slept in his day clothes. Pajamas were a luxury he hadn't seen the need for.
When the door opened, Lia was backlit, but the halo of her beautiful golden red hair shone brightly and mesmerized him for long enough that she pulled him inside and kissed him. It was a light, affectionate kiss, but he could sense her restraint in it. He, too, understood that if they delved into more passionate kissing, they could end up in a situation that they weren't prepared for. After a moment, they separated, and he stepped further into the room. Then he was treated to one of her dazzling smiles. They always gave him butterflies. He didn't think there would be a time when they didn't.
As he admired her smile, he noticed something different about her. He reached up a hand to stroke her face and briefly touched her peeking dimple before studying the dazzling array of freckles she had kept hidden all this time. After a moment he breathed, "Beautiful…" The blush that rose from her face only highlighted the contrast of her freckles against her pale skin. Unable to resist, he leaned in and kissed her once more. She was receptive as always, but there was a hint of reluctance, so he pulled back.
"You really think I'm beautiful? Even though you've seen my real face now?" Liona's insecurities were rising back up despite her fervent wish that they stay tamped down.
"You were beautiful before, and you're even more beautiful now." Erik stroked Lia's cheek once more, hoping that his words were enough for his mate to believe in herself.
Liona laid her hand over Erik's before nuzzling it. Her mate always made her feel better. "Come on. It's time we head to bed. I want to make the most of our last day here before your birthday. Then it's the start of summer school after that…" She was sad that it was almost time to go back to reality.
Liona parted with Erik, just long enough to crawl into the giant bed that was as soft as a cloud, while he climbed into it on the opposite side where they met in the middle before she turned the light off with a switch by the bed. Snuggling up with her mate under the covers, she sighed contentedly. Not only was she happy, her omega was happy just being next to its mate again. As she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep, she thought about if this is what it would be like to be married. No restrictions, just the space to love and exist in the presence of her mate.
That night, Erik dreamed. It was a pleasant dream where he drifted through life with the hand of his mate in his. As they drifted, he saw different stages of their life together. Their marriage, the eventual children, celebrating birthdays and anniversaries, sending their children off to school, their love that only grew as they soared through life's wonders. The highlight of the dream was the ability to just explore one another's bodies at will. He dreamed of Lia's heats, where he would take care of her, helping her through them. His ruts, where Lia would get a sultry look on her face before pouncing on him.
It was so good that he didn't initially wake up to what he thought was just another part of his dream. Lia was helping him with the beginning of a rut and was quite handsy. In the dream, Lia was wearing a ring that glimmered on her hand that shone like a clover in the morning dew as she stroked him off. It felt so good in his dream that he could almost swear that he was experiencing it in real life. After all, he would never forget the feel of his mate's hands from when he allowed her unfettered access to him as she had done for him. Just thinking of how he had been allowed to touch the most intimate place of his mate's body made him realize he wasn't dreaming anymore and he was being manhandled by Lia herself.
Liona had been sleeping peacefully and having pleasant dreams about Erik until she had awoken with her omega's yearning. She was feeling its desire as strongly as she had last night when they had been pleasuring one another. It was early morning, by her reckoning, but it seemed that Erik was still deeply asleep . But there was something about his pheromones that was telling her he wanted her in the most intimate way. In fact, if she had taken a moment to think about it, her mate's pheromones were elevated more than they usually were.
Waking up fully, Liona turned her full attention to the sleeping form of her mate. Erik was asleep, but part of him was fully awake. She could feel it against her leg, straining to be let free from its confines. Surely it was uncomfortable for him if it was trapped like it was. She didn't really think about it more than that she was doing Erik a favor so he could sleep more peacefully. Gently, so as not to wake him, Liona lowered the waistband of her mate's shorts along with his underwear.
Out popped his large erect manhood that in the early morning light was twitching, almost as if it was reacting to her presence. Not shy about her curiosity and still thinking she was doing him a favor, Liona grasped the member in her hand and gently stroked it. It was longer than her hand by a fair amount, and as she stroked it, it hardened more in her hands. Well, that really had to be uncomfortable for Erik, so she hurried her stroke, hoping to relieve him of that.
As soon as Erik realized what was going on, he stretched further towards Liona's touch. It felt so good that he didn't even mind that he had been awakened this way. He didn't think about what was right or not and yearned for more. He pulled Lia closer to him so he could rub himself against her and kiss her. There was a growing desire that was familiar and unfamiliar at the same time. He felt the need for something that he couldn't quite place, but their kisses and his mate's touch were helping.
Soon their kisses weren't enough, and they pawed at each other's clothing. Driven by desire and clouded thinking, soon both were completely naked. The beautiful sight of Lia naked wasn't lost on Erik. He desired her even more when her perky breasts topped with a luscious rose bud swelled with each frantic breath that nearly took his own breath away. As Liona kept pawing at him, stroking him, he focused his attention on kissing his way to her breasts. As soon as he reached their peak, he took a delightful bud into his mouth and tasted it. The resulting moan was enough encouragement to suckle it. The quickened breath of his mate's moans spurred him on.