She kissed me again and moaned against my lips. She made things so difficult. I wanted her so bad, and apparently she wanted me too. Anger seemed to lead into our arousal.
“Please take away the images of what happened last night.”
And then it was gone. I tensed. “What happened? Did that fucker touch you?”
She started crying and shook her head. “Not in the way you might be thinking. He groped me a bit, but I got him to leave. He slammed me against the wall and threw me on the bed—”
I backed up so fast she nearly tumbled over. The rage was back. She looked at me with such hurt I calmed a little. “Sorry Princess, but that is enough to make me think of murder in 50 different ways.”
She walked towards me. Her eyes shined with unshed tears and she reached out to me yanking my shirt pulling me against her body. “I’m sorry.”
“It’s not your fault,” I said trying to ignore how good she felt, but it seemed she wasn’t going to let that happen.
“Take it away, Wyser,” she said seductively and then she took my free hand and brought it up to cup her tit. It was perfect, and I tried to resist but I couldn’t. I’d wanted to touch her so badly and now she was letting me. I should have left then, but then she moaned and my hand took over on its own.
I ran my thumb over her already hard nipple and realized something. She wasn’t wearing a bra. Second she had pushed me back against the wall. One of her hands gripped my shirt as the other one held the back of my head. She devoured my mouth. I kissed her back until she was breathless.
She yanked her mouth from mine and smirked. “Sorry.”
“Never apologize for wanting me Princess, but I can’t. Not after someone hurt you. I want your body healed before I take you. You have to be in tiptop condition for me.”
She licked her lips. “I understand.” Then she pulled away, and I could see that she had some crazy female thoughts running through her head.
I gripped her hand holding her close. “Hey, come home with me this weekend. Q
“I—”
“Don’t say you can’t. I know you aren’t going home.”
“Does your family know who my dad is?”
“Yeah and they still want to meet you.”
“They’ll hate me by name alone then.”
“No, Princess. Actually my mom said to bring you home, and my brother is thrilled to meet you.”
She raised a brow not convinced.
“For real.”
I watched her nibbled her lip and debate. “Okay.”
I smiled. “Yeah?”
“Yeah, I’ll go home with you, but I swear if they hate me I’m going to kick your ass.”
Now I pulled her to me and kissed her. One step closer. My family would love her regardless of her last name. Then she would trust me even more. Slowly but surely I was wiggling my way into her heart. I couldn’t think of anything better than Hannah loving me.
Chapter 3
Hannah
Did I really agree to go home with him? By the look of excitement in his eyes I gathered I did. There was no going back now. I was falling in love with him period, and I knew he loved me even before he said it. Things were about to get real and choices were going to have to be made. Once I outed my relationship with him I was as good as dead, or they would certainly try. I had a feeling Wyser wouldn’t leave me alone now.
“Are you sure you really want to take me home with you? It’s going to stir some shit.”
He held me gently treating me as if I were fragile, and at the moment I felt like I was and I hated it.
“Of course I do, and I don’t give a fuck. You’re my mate. Things are about to get real.”
I nodded and leaned against his chest. “I think I want to go back to bed for a while.”
He led me into my room, and I crawled under my blanket. He kissed my forehead and went to leave but I grabbed his hand. “You haven’t slept either, and I know you need a lot of sleep.”
“I’ll be okay Hannah.”
“No come lay with me, please.”
Instead of arguing he nodded and lay next to me. I snuggled up next to him and closed my eyes instantly falling into a relaxing state.
* * * *
“Why am I here, when you’re next to me?” I didn’t get it. We hadn’t done this dream thing since we started spending more time together. When I looked down again I was wearing some girly nightgown thing and I rolled my eyes. He must control that or something.
“You called out to me, and even with all the control I’ve gained I cannot ignore your call. You’re irresistible to me.” He pulled me against his body, and I gasped when his clothes disappeared. He stood completely naked, and I was in awe of the feel of his body. He was warm, and muscular. There wasn’t any fat on him whatsoever. Running my hands down his chest I guided my fingers down until I reached his cock. He was hard and smooth. Wrapping my hand around him I felt him suck in a breath as I slid my hand up and down in slow controlled moves.
He moaned, but didn’t stop me. Instead he pleaded with me. “God Princess, don’t stop. I have crave your touch.”
Licking my lips I kept the motion of my hand moving and slid down to my knees until I came face to face with his erection. He was large and the tip curved. Taking a chance I wrapped my lips around the tip and tasted the saltiness of his arousal.
His hips jerked pushing him further into my mouth and did my best to take him in. When his hands wrapped into my hair I moaned around him and he shuddered. I kept my pace slow and controlled and paid attention to his reactions.
I looked up and saw his eyes were shut, his lips were parted, and his jaw was clenched tightly. I sped up and took him as far back as I could. My eyes watered, and his hand tightened in my hair. His hips rocked and he guided me over him, over and over again until he tried to pull me away. “I’m gonna—”
I sucked him harder into my mouth and felt his release and took it swallowing it. It wasn’t as gross as I always thought it would be. After his body was still, only shaking slightly I pulled my mouth off of him and stood up smiling. That was the first time I’d ever done that, and I liked making him happy.
“Gods Hannah, you drive me fucking crazy.” Then he kissed me, and I moaned when he lowered me to the ground. His hands were everywhere and my body heated with desire. I wanted him so badly, but I knew he wouldn’t, not yet.
Spreading my legs I made room for him. His body on top of mine sliding against the thin fabric only aroused me further. I felt a rush of air and realized that somehow my panties had disappeared. His cock, still wet from my mouth rubbed against my slit. He rocked against me and I moaned. The feel of his smooth skin against me brought shivers to my skin.
“I want you so badly, but not like this. Not in the dreams.”
“It’s still real though.”
“Only to an extent, Hannah. When I have you it will be flesh to flesh. For now though, it’s your turn.” Then he disappeared.
My eyes shot open when I felt his hands on my body. I threw back the covers already hot from the dream. His lips brushed against my collarbone and down over my tits. When I opened my eyes I saw that I’d somehow taken my top off.
“It happens sometimes, don’t freak out.”
I gasped when his finger grazed me. “I’m not freaking out. So then I did—you know?”
He nodded and chuckled. “Yeah, and I’m still feeling the effects, Princess.”
Wyser slid down my body and then he mouth was on me. I gasped and squirmed but he held me still as he worked me up with only his mouth. The feel of his tongue was like liquid fire, and my body broke out into a sweat. Each thrust of his tongue and my hips rose to meet him. I felt the building desire and whimpered when he pulled his mouth away from me.
“No, don’t stop please.”
“Open your eyes,” he ordered and I gasped when I saw that his eyes nearly glowed. “If I don’t stop now I’m going to break and mak
e love to you, mate with you, and you’re in pain.”
When he went to pull away I yelled. “Don’t you dare leave me right now. I want you!”
Something in my tone must have registered because his lip curled up into a sexy smirk. “Are you sure, because once this is done, you’re mine. There will be no more denying me. I’ll never let you go, Princess.”
I was going to kill him. I let the tears fall and nodded. “I don’t ever want to be without you, even though it’s going to get really tough real fast. I don’t care I’m yours, Wyser.”
His eyes widened at my vulnerability, and they seemed to shine even brighter. It was as if admitting to being his changed him. In a slow move he moved back over me and kissed me deeply and I felt every emotion he did. It was as if his feelings were my own, and I gasped when I realized that’s exactly how it was.
“I love you, Hannah,” he said and I felt the thick tip of his arousal at me entrance. “I’ll be gentle I promise.”
I nodded suddenly feeling nervous. Biting my lip I closed my eyes trusting him to take care of me.
“Open those beautiful eyes.”
My eyes shot open and I locked gazes with his neon blue eyes. It was breathtaking. “You’re so beautiful.” He was.
He chuckled. “That’s my line.” Then he slid inside of me. It was all good until he hit the proof of my virginity.
He froze and leaned in kissing me with his eyes opened. I did my best not to cringe and pulled my mouth away. “Just do it, like a band aid, rip it off.”
Then I closed my eyes and kissed the hell out of him. He took his cue and pushed through my innocence. I cried out, but his mouth smothered the sound. Tears leaked down my cheeks, but he held still, and for that I was grateful.
He pulled back with his jaw clenched. “I’m so sorry.” He cried for me and I smiled softly at him.
“Hey, it’s okay. It’s part of being a woman. I already feel better. It’s a small sting now.”
“You’re not lying to make me feel better?” and I could tell he did feel horrible.
Instead of answering with words I lifted my hips against him and he gasped. When he pulled out and slid back in it was my turn to gasp. Then again, and I moaned long and deep. God this was what I had been missing. I was so glad I saved myself for love. I’d never felt anything better, and I literally felt the love bloom in my heart and all the hatred I had buried inside seemed to disappear.
“Oh Hannah, you’re perfect.” He groaned and rocked his body against mine. The scent of sex filled the air, and as I dug my nails into his back I couldn’t help but smile. I’d finally found my match. The one who was made for me. I was utterly in love and completely his.
Chapter 4
Wyser
There was no other way to describe it other than unimaginable. Sinking into her hot and tight body and I nearly blew, but I held off and was able to make it enjoyable for her. She was beautiful and perfect for me. The bond was already strong, and I could feel it growing stronger by the minute. Even though I hadn’t planned to complete the mating this soon, I couldn’t be regretful. As long as she was okay then so was I.
“You okay?”
She looked at me and smiled sleepily. “I’m good, stop worrying so much.”
She must have sensed my emotions. I knew I had hurt her and I hated that moment. “I love you, Princess.”
She puckered her lips and I kissed them. “Love you too, Wyser.” Then she was done for.
My eyes widened because she said the words I thought I was going to have to beg for. I was humbled and completely enthralled by her. She was such a hard woman, yet with me I was starting to see a softer side of her. I didn’t think she would show it to many people but to me she let go.
Now we had to deal with the repercussions of being together. It would not go down well.
I didn’t sleep. Instead I fell into a meditative state and listened to the sounds of Hannah sleeping. She didn’t snore so much as mumble a lot. I couldn’t quite make out her words, but whatever she was dreaming wasn’t pleasant. As soon as I laid my hand on her she fell silent. It was as if she knew I was there and felt safe even in her dream state. Must have been my gift.
I was ready to take her home with me. Mom would get over whatever it was that was bothering her. That was something she wasn’t saying. Something that had to do with Hannah’s father. What it was I had no fucking clue.
When Hannah hands ran over my chest I was yanked out of my subconscious mind. When I looked at the clock it had been four hours. I was shocked. “Wow, it’s already evening.”
She rolled over and laid her head on me and sighed. “You’re still here.”
“Of course I am. Do you think I’d just leave you alone?” I felt her shrug. “You’re outta your fucking mind. We have one more day of classes then I’m taking you home with me.”
She tensed and I slid my hand up the back of her shirt and ran my fingers softly over her tempting flesh. She shivered and I smiled. I had this need to touch her, and not just touch her. I needed to feel the warmth and the silkiness of her bare skin.
“I’m nervous,” she admitted.
“It’ll be fine. Ma was a little thrown off when I told her who you were, but she said she won’t judge you based on your father. It was actually strange. She seemed to know him.”
Hannah set up. “Know him how?”
I sighed. “I’m not totally sure, but not in a good way I don’t think.”
“Then I can’t go to your house. What if my father hurt someone close to her? Shit, she’ll never like me.”
I felt her panic. “Hey calm down. She didn’t say anything like that. She was surprised, but she insists on meeting her oldest son’s mate. I swear she’s already picturing grandchildren.”
I couldn’t help but laugh when I saw her face pale. “Don’t worry I’m in no rush, Princess.”
She nodded. “Thank god, I don’t know if I’m equipped to be a mother.”
Now that didn’t settle well. I may not want children now, but someday I wanted a family. I didn’t care they would be Halves. “I bet you’d be a great mom, one day.”
“I doubt it. I grew up with my father and all of his groupies of haters. Then I raised my brother sort of. Dad didn’t let me learn how to nurture and when I tried—well let’s just say I’m not the softest woman in the world.”
I rolled over lining my body against hers. She was warm and her tits pressed against my chest. It aroused me, and I wanted her again, but I would wait. “You’ve already shown me you can be soft. You helped Aux, and each day you’re nicer to me.”
She laughed a little and I kissed her lips loving how they felt under mine. It was a brief peck on the lips. “See and you laugh more often. You’re eyes are softer. Face it Hannah, you’re changing.”
She frowned and her brows creased. “I’m not sure if that’s a good thing for what’s to come though. I need to be hard. I have to hold on to my anger. It’s the only way. In order to be with you do you know what’s going to happen? I’m the daughter to fucking Eli Nichols for fuck’s sake.”
“That’s what I’m for. You’re getting softer because subconsciously you trust that I can take care of you—of us.”
“I take care of myself, and sorry to say this but I won’t let you near my family so you won’t have to. I have to deal with my family business. It’s not your responsibility.”
“Everything about you is my responsibility now, Princess. You’re everything to me. Don’t you feel how I feel?”
“I do, and I feel it too. I’ve never been more protective over anyone in my life. Not even Ryan.”
“He’s going to be our issue right?”
“Yeah, he told at least Joey about his visit, when you showed. He noticed a change in me and went running home. I thought he’d tell dad, but apparently Joey was my warning before the big bad Eli Nichols.”
“This Joey guy,” I seethed, “Is he like important to th
e group?”
She nodded. “He’s my dad’s right hand man. He trained him young. My dad’s in his late forties and Joey is going to be 30 in a couple of years. I think my dad always knew Ryan wouldn’t have it in him to lead, and the group won’t be led by a woman. Hence the reason why Joey would take his place, and I would be forced to marry him. Partner in crime and in life or some shit.” She shivered and I felt her fear. It didn’t matter what kind of anger she tried to show, it was the fear that pissed me the hell off. There was something about this Joey person that made her feel panic.
It wasn’t something she showed. Not when talking about her dad or her brother, but this one piece of shit scared her. Something had to have happened, but so far she wasn’t saying anything. I was hoping getting her away from school and at home would help her relax and open up more. I wouldn’t push her to tell me anything she didn’t want to.
“I see. Well you’re not that pussy’s anything. No real man would rough a woman up. Especially not a teenaged woman. You’re so fucking young, and he is apparently threatened by you.
She sighed. “I think it has more to do with the fact that he wants power. He wants to take over the group and without me he doesn’t think my father will still pass the reins to him. That’s my guess at least.”
“Makes sense.”
She brushed her finger over the marks and I shivered.
“For the record even before meeting you I planned to leave. It was never my intention to lead. Mom would roll in her grave if I let his hate build up inside of me. She loved all people—species equally. Before she died Dad wasn’t so bad. He held back his bigotry at least. Mom was all about helping Noxium get rights, find housing, and so many other things. I don’t really know what all she did because my dad doesn’t speak about her—and we aren’t allowed to either.
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