Mate

' I don't do relationships'

MAte

'I don't do relationships'

The words just kept echoing in his head over and over again.

Accepting that she was indeed his mate, meant that he couldn't let her go and to be honest, even if she wasn't he didn't think he could. But then again that could also be the mate bond speaking.

Ahhh this was frustrating! There's not one person he knew whom could guide him through this, given that type of thing hasn't happened in many generations.

He was outside the bedroom, on the balcony pacing back and forth butt naked ignoring the brisk cold in the air nipping at his...bits. Then he face-palmed himself, annoyed he didn't think of this before. He has the perfect person he could ask.

"Hello...?" he asked out loud, expecting, hoping to hear that booming voice again, but was met with pure silence.

"Say something!" he muttered with gritted teeth. "You spoke before, why are you refusing to do it again?"

"I did no such thing. You have only imagined it. Now go back to our mate."

"Am I just imagining it all right now as well?"

"........"

"Hello?"

"............................"

"Oh CMON!"

*sigh* "what is it you need of me human that it is so important that you need to stay out in the cold when we could have been inside next to our mate keeping her warm and safe."

"She is warm and safe... And we barely get cold. And trust me I'd much rather be laying next to her, but this is a lot of firsts and I have many questions."

"I will do my best, but first I must ask... why are you speaking out loud for everyone to hear? Do you not understand that I'm already in your head so I can just hear your thoughts?"

"How was I supposed to know this!?"

"Common sense."

Henri was getting frustrated, no-one has ever dared speak to him this way before.

"Calm down human and ask your questions, the night is growing short."

"Do you have a name?"

"It is Adil the just and righteous one."

"It is great to meet you Adil."

"We have always been together."

"Then why is tonight the first time I've ever heard your voice?"

"That is of no concerns to you."

"Adil please, you said you'd answer. Have you always had the ability to speak to me or was that just because of Natalia."

"The ability to speak to my human counterpart has nothing to do with our mate....

Over time, shifters and their animal spirits grew apart. As the world changed, so did you. You outgrew the need for us guiding you in this manner."

"So you all just...gave up on us."

"I've known you to be an intelligent human, do not let your emotions crowd your brain and capacity to think clearly.

Although we were no longer allowed to speak to you with words, but we have been always there..."

"Allowed?... Are you saying it's against the rules to talk to us?"

"That is correct."

"Moon Goddess?"

"Yes"

"So what will happen to us now that you've broken that rule?"

"It is unclear. No-one has ever disobeyed beforehand. But do not fret, I am almost certain we will be OK.... Even if we are not her precious and beloved wolves."

"Care to tell me why?"

"We are... Special."

"Special? What do you mean?"

"That is to be discussed at a later date, now you need to go back in there and mark our mate NOW!"

"Not going to happen."

"Then i will take over and do so myself."

"Now, look who's not thinking straight. She is human, she doesn't know about our world. We cannot just go in there and bites her. She will run away. Is that what you want?"

"NO! Our mate can NOT run away from us!"

He growls.

Henri could feel his anxiety rising with just the mere thought of her leaving him, and that alone exasperated him. No one person should have that much power over him, that was a weakness a man in his position could not afford to have.

They will try to get to him through her once they find out.

He's watched his mother live a rather recluse life because of his father's overprotectiveness. Although she got any and all material things she could possibly need or want, but the sadness in her eyes when she thought no-one was looking at her never escaped him.

Even him and his brother lived most of their lives anonymously so they could have a relatively normal childhood to travel and study abroad.

He runs his hands across his face in frustration and sighs heavily.

A mate is not what he was looking for right now.

"Do not even think of rejecting our beautiful mate or you will regret it in more ways than one."

"I'm not afraid of you."

"It's not me you should fear you fool...

Hear me, you might not have marked her yet, but you have undeniably already deeply bonded with her. The mate bond is already strong, and we do not know how breaking it now would affect a human, but I know for sure we might not survive it. "

Danm

" I just want her to be safe"

"Then she will be... With us... Under us... On top... Nex to..."

"OK ok ok I get it.... Which brings us to our next problem."

"What is it now?...I grow weary of this. I don't remember the last I spoke this much. Speak of your concern swiftly."

"You really need to take a chill pill. People thinks I have a stick up my ass, but you are on another level."

"Growls"

"Fine...

She does not want a relationship, nor will I ever force her to stay with me if she doesn't want to."

"I do not understand, you have never had any issues beforehand when it comes to females... But if our mate is too much for you to handle, I will gladly take over."

Henri chuckled lightly passing a hand through his long hair that was flowing in the air, when a familiar and intoxicating scent tickled his nose and made him bruksly turn around and face the double glass door that was separating the bedroom to the balcony.

Here she stood with a sheet around her. The reflection of the moonlight on the pool dancing on her skin. She bit her lower lip, and fidget with the sheet a bit under his heated gaze. But hers never left his.

Gorgeous.

Perfect.

His dick stood tall, long and proud. He smirked a bit when her beautiful hazel eyes noticed it and gulped.

She is his.

No-one and nothing will come between them...not even her.

He was dying to bite, lick and suck every inch of her until she creamed and begged him. Then, and only then will he fuck her into submission. He will mark and claim her in every way possible for everyone to see and recognize that she was his.

***

She woke up feeling a bit disappointed that he wasn't next to her. But there he was out there looking like a tall glass of water, and by god she was parched. She got up, grabbed the sheet around her and walked up to the door to get a better view.

His broad shoulders, small waist and he had a tight little round ass was the best view out there. He was nothing but muscles and simply just unreal.

Why was he standing out there in the cold? Was he regretting what they've done?

No, that couldn't be it. He'd woken her up and made her come countless more times through the night.

As if sensing her presence, he turns around and smiles at her. His piercing green eyes pinning her yet again in place.

Eternity and yet no times seemed to have passed by, but he was still standing there looking at her with that intense stare that melts her core and makes her shiver all over. Her nipples hard grazing against the silk sheets was the delicious reminder of how much that she wanted him....again.

She found it interesting and yet odd how he was able to stand so still for such a good amount of times. She at times felt like a prey, but one who had no intentions of running aways. She wanted him to pounce on her and devour her.

She didn't understand that pull she felt towards him. It wasn't just the physical reaction. It almost felt as if her soul was pulling and tugging her, like he has been her missing piece.

She chuckled at that.

This isn't a fairytale. This wasn't one of her countless romantic fantasy books she's read to momentarily escape her reality. She especially loved the werewolves ones and imagined herself finding her soul mate, they'd instantly know and live happily ever after.

But this was real life. There was no such thing as soul mates and werewolves. There were only people prone to hurt others and discards of them. So before this happens here, she is going to enjoy every seconds of her sex-on-legs man until their times is up and they can both go their separate ways happy for the experience.

She's spent too long reconstructing her life and heart. She can not and will not do something as stupid as falling for him.

Because the one lesson she's learned very early on was that they always leave.

She will not survive it if he...

She looked down at him and his dick sprang into action pressed against the glass door.

Cock long, veins running along side of it, rigid and already leaking making her mouth water. Given her past and what was forced unto her, never once did she thought she'd willingly want to taste a man again. But standing here frozen by this Greek god of a man's gaze, she wanted to do more than taste. She wanted him to fuck her mouth and watch him lose control.

She licked her lips and pressed her thighs together. In the blink of an eye he was in front of her. Her back against the glass door barely registering the cold. Sheets ripped off of her revealing her naked body underneath. Henri pressing his weight against her. His masculine scent and warmth enveloping her. His lips on her neck leaving a trail of burning kisses all over. His teeth grazing her collarbone. His finger twisting her already hard nipples sending through her body the perfect amount of pain and pleasure.

He was standing outside for so long and yet his skin felt as if he was running a fever.

His cock pressed against her navel, his hand around her throat squeezing just enough to get her attention but not to hurt her.

He plunged his knee between her legs parting them apart. But as her inhibitions falls away by his mere touch, she found herself rubbing her clit against his trunk of a thigh wantonly.

He nuzzles her neck and licks that very spot he will mark her on one day, hopefully soon.

Still andulating against his thigh, searching that high, she was so close but she needed more.

"Henri please." she purred digging her nails on his back.

He was in no rush however.

Speaking against her ear in that dangerous husky tone. "Patience kitten."

Grabbing one of her leg, he placed it over his shoulder leaving her having to tip toe on her other foot balancing herself against the door.

She was definitely going to feel this tomorrow. In hindsight she should have been doing yoga instead kick boxing the last couple of years.

But at this moment she didn't care. Her pussy was drenched and open to him and she wanted him to use her however he wanted to.

She was tired of holding and controlling everything. Always on high alert, never wanting to even drink just in case she'd be out of it a little bit and someone at that very moment decided to get too familiar with her when she goes out. She had built her life around her fears and it was suffocating her, it was sucking the life out of her.

But with him she wanted to let go, and for some reasons, she was no longer afraid to. Almost like he was that key she was waiting for to unlock that part of her she knew nothing about, the part she could never satisfy no matter how many times she'd go hunt for a dick who'd end up coming before she'd even start to feel something.

But with Henri, he didn't even need to touch her for her pussy to quiver. He had that power over her that makes her whole body tremble with tingles all over.

So after he pushed passed her lips and tongue fucked her mouth living her weak while he sunk four fingers in her wet pussy, curling them upward hitting that sweet spot over and over again with and abnormal speed leaving her moaning, groaning and gasping against the door. She could no longer maintain her vertical position, with his hand still buried and pumping inside of her, she started sliding down the door all the while he never stopped observing and relishing every little sounds she made. She reaches the floor where her derrière met the plush carpet in the room but could not stay on it because she was arching her back, meeting his merciless pumps in her.

"My pussy... Say it kitten."

"Oooooh yes your pussy!"

"Whose body is this Kitten?

" All yours...mmm

Please let me come sir."

He crashed his mouth onto hers giving her a searing possessive kiss. She reveled in it. To being claimed pleased her immensely...even if it was for a short amount of times, which she won't think about right now.

Right now, this gorgeous man wanted her, needed her if she was correct. Her heart sang with joy and that's when she heard herself scream out, while she was left shaking on the floor riding her orgasm with his thumb still rubbing on her sensitive clit.

He buries his face between her breasts, licking his way up to her neck and nibbles on her earlobe.

"Oh kitten... There's so much I want to do to you... Will you run away?" he whispers.

She shook her head no, still unable to find her voice as the aftershocks were still raking through her body.

"Words baby... I need words."

"N-no I w-won't... D-do as you w-wish. Use me sir... Please." she muttered.

His eyes darkened and he got up suddenly from the ground leaving her there and made his way on their right, away from the bed.

She grew confused and wondered if she'd said something wrong.

She watched him made his way to a lovesit and sat there and with that velvety deep husky no bullshit tone again he commanded: " Come here and suck my cock like a good little slut."

She liked that.

Oh god what's wrong with her?

She really liked that.

She tried getting up to make her way to him.

"No!"

She froze not knowing what else to do. He was stroking on his length and the precum was oozing out of him. She whimpered a bit craving to taste him.

"Crawl kitten."