Chapter 23
I don’t think I want to go all the way until I am officially mated. But to be honest, Colt
makes it really hard to wait.
His lips travel down my neck, leaving kisses
everywhere his lips touch.
“Mh, let me show you something new. He slides
down until his head is on my
abdomen.
“What are you…
”
He unbuttons and unzips my
pants
“Colt, don’t.”
“We are not going all the way. And I have seen you n*ked before, Cass.” He says.
“It is still embarrassing,” I say.
“Why? You have a gorgeous body.”
“Ugly scars and all?” I ask
him.
He responds with another
question. “Do you care about
MY scars?”
“Not one bit,” I say.
“And neither do I. Now, quiet
down baby girl. Stop
complaining and use that
mouth to moan for me.”
My stomach goes in knots when he says this.
This is also when I notice
that I am down to my underwear. As he goes to
pull them down, I quickly hold them up from the top edge.
“No.”
“Fine. I don’t need to take
them off,” he says.
Suddenly, My legs are spread apart. He holds them up to where he is facing my cooch,
as Lauren sometimes called
- it.
“C–Colt…” I say with worry.
I almost don’t feel him pulling my underwear to the side. When I do feel it, my first reaction is to try to take his hand away but before I can, he immediately latches his mouth to my entrance without warning.
I moan with a jolt and my body jerks.
“Colt!” I moan out.
But now my mind is blank as
I feel his tongue move.
“OH MY GO- MH!”
I can’t think. I don’t want
him to stop ever but the sensation is so strong that
my hand tries to push his head away. He holds both of my hands with one of his and the other holds me by
the thigh so that my body
doesn’t move away.
“Mh!” I can’t do anything else but moan uncontrollably.
I can feel his lips move as if he were kissing my own mouth. His tongue dances in
circles inside and out of me.
It feels so soft and gentle but
he sometimes alternates to a
fast pace.
He still holds my hands though I stop fighting it. I
don’t want him to stop. He
sucks licks and kisses and
soon I feel like I am about to
explode with so much pleasure.
Oh my! What is this? It feels
so good!
“Mh…Ah!…Colt!”
My toes curl and my legs shake as a wave of pure delight rushes through my
core. My back arches and my
face twists with a pleasurable expression. All I can think about is how good it feels.
After one big moan, all I can give are small whimpers of pleasure.
He finally pulls away and moves my underwear back in place.
“Delicious,” he mutters. His
voice is so low and s*xy.
“You…made me come undone…” I whisper with my eyes closed. I am still coming down from that experience
and I can’t think straight.
“Oh I made you come alright but this is nothing compared to what I am going to do to you when I am able to have you completely.”
I feel him on top of me now.
I open my eyes to see his beautiful eyes flicker as he
stares into mine.
“I am going to make you not want anyone else ever again.” He whispers.
I think he has already accomplished that.
I close my eyes again to continue to savor this feeling
of euphoria that comes after -what I presume was- an
orgasm.
I feel him kissing my cheeks and then sliding down my neck. I can smell him, he
smells like me. Like my own
scent.
He kisses my neck and nibbles. “I want to mark you so badly, Cass…” He whispers, his breath tickling my skin.
That’s when my eyes finally open. “But you are not,” I say.
“No. Not until you want me to.” He lifts himself up and
lies next to me. “We still have
not talked about this. Is this
what you want? You know
what I want, I’ve made it
clear. But what do you want?”
He asks.
I prop myself to the side, facing him with my hand
and elbow supporting my head.
“If I am honest, I haven’t
given it much thought. Everything has been happening so fast.”
He stays quiet and just
listens.
“A year ago…actually, even a few weeks ago all I would have wanted was for you to
stay away from me.
But…now…
“Now…” He repeats.
“You’ve been through a lot
and I can see that you have changed. I like the man you are now. If I can choose a
mate, then it would be you but that doesn’t take away
the fear…the what ifs. And I
also don’t like the idea of
being…Luna.”
He smiles as if he is seeing something in me that I don’t.
“You are so cute…”
I roll my eyes. “Are you even listening to me?”
He chuckles. “Of course, I am listening to you. And that is why you would make such a
great Luna. Because you
don’t want to be. You won’t
be in it for status, for the
position, or anything vain like that. As Luna, you could make a difference. Imagine our pack having a good
Luna. A Luna who cares
about everyone equally.”
“Who said I care.” I look away
trying to act like I don’t give
a damn but he sees right
through me.
“You do,” he states.
I turn around giving my back to him, muttering complaints. He hugs me from behind, then gives me a big kiss on the cheek, and whispers.
“When you are sure of what you want, let me know.
And a plus, if I mark you and you mark me, it will break the bond with Ezra since you
both are not marked. No
need for rejection. That’s
tempting, right?”
I giggle. “Very tempting,” I say but then frown. “But…if I
did that…there is a chance that he could go feral, right?”
He sighs. “Yes. In my case, since I was marked and so
was Skye…when I accepted the rejection and broke the bond…the pain…it was unlike anything I had ever felt. It lasted for two agonizing days. I was on the brink of death. I really don’t know
how I came out of it but I
did. It won’t be the same for
you. If I mark
you
while you
guys have the fated mate
bond there is a chance he
could go crazy, death has
been unheard of. He’d go
feral and probably come after you. It is rare but you
and I both know that he is
already not thinking rationally.”
I nod. That is exactly what I
was thinking. Ezra is already not acting right.
“I guess he inherited my
mom’s crazy side,” he
mutters.
I nod. “I might loathe the
guy but…I don’t want to
cause him to go crazy.”
“And you say you don’t
care…” He squeezes me and
then kisses me.
I want to complain about
what he said but I don’t.
“And I get it. Ezra is my brother and deep down I
don’t want to hurt him either
but he really doesn’t deserve you. He made the biggest mistake of his life treating you as he did.” He suddenly puts a hand under my chin
and makes me look back at
him.
“I know I was not good to
you either, Cass. I know it
fully well. But I will never treat you like that ever again. I promise you.”
I respond to him with a big
smile. “How in the world did
you turn out like this?”
“Like what?”
“So…sweet?” I really don’t
know how to put it into
words.
“Well…here’s the kicker.” He
gets close to my ear and
whispers. “I am only like this with you. Everyone else gets
my “angry I hate everyone”
side.”
I laugh and nod. “I saw that side with your brothers and
sister.”
“My family can really get on my nerves. Other than my dad, they just don’t know what we are up against and what is at stake. My mom has
kept them in this little
bubble catering to them and
treating them like they are
untouchable.” He sighs and starts to get up. “Anyway, let’s get ready. I want to take you
out.
“Oh, where to?”
“Let’s go eat first and then
wherever you want to go.”
An hour later, we are in a
restaurant and I am eating
the best piece of steak I have ever had in my life.
“You really like that, huh?” he
asks.
“Is it that obvious?”
“Yeah, you didn’t make these many expressions or moan
so much when I was eating you.” He winks.
I gasp and look around.
“Shut up!”
He starts laughing.
This guy is just like f**king
Lauren!
He looks at my dress. It is the same one I used last time,
the one Lauren gave me.
“So what you have on that
small bag back in the room is really all you own?” he asks.
“Yeah.”
“Then we know what we are
doing next,” he says.
“What are we doing next?”
“Shopping.”
“Shopping? No. Why?”
“Because you need clothes.
Not rags.
“I have no money for that
and also, I don’t want to
spend my time shopping.
Isn’t that like a chore?”
One of his eyebrows lifts up.
“Have you ever gone
shopping?”
“Well…no.”
“Then why are you so against it? Many people like to go shopping. You might just like
it if you try it and it is not a
chore.”
“Is this all because you don’t like what I am wearing?” I squint my eyes at him.
“Baby girl you could be sitting there in a trash bag
and I would still love it.”
Mh…good answer.
I am sure my face flushes but I like how he speaks to me.
“Fine,” I say with a sigh,
acting bothered. “Let’s go shopping.”
***
An hour later we are in a
mall but it does not look like
the ones I have seen in
movies and shows. This is
extravagant. Even I can see
that.
“Why here first!” I ask him and I am kind of laughing because I think it’s funny
that he took me to the
underwear store first.
He also laughs. “Well, it’s not
‘cause I want to see you try
some of these on at all.”
I stop laughing and slowly turn to him. I catch his
stupid smiling expression
obviously lying through his
teeth.
I narrow my eyes. “You are hilarious! Did you really think that I was going to try any of these on for you?”
He winks at me. “Yes.”
“Your charms do not work
on me, sir!”
“You sure about that?”
“Yes,” I say confidently but… I
was wrong. A few minutes
later—I don’t know how he
did it—here I am standing in front of him wearing a very
seethrough set of Bra and
panties.
