Rejected Mate and Following Fate - Awakening Book

There’s a mix of apprehension and nerves in the pit of my stomach as we get hot and heavier, despite wanting it more than air,, and Colton lowers his pelvis between my thighs and gently grinds against me, igniting a craving with the goodness of his attention. I moan and bite his bottom lip, gripping his shoulder as I lift my hips to him and push him to do it harder as sensation arouses me fully, and I swear, I ‘ve never been so ready to finally lose my virginity as this. This dry humping thing he has going on is enough to push me over the edge and I’m almost insane with the craving to get him inside of me. If all of this is anything like the end result, then I have no desire to keep waiting. Only my niggles and worries in the back of my mind are stopping me from pulling my own clothes off and prompting him faster.

I’ve heard it can hurt; there were horror stories from other girls in the home, even those who paired up and marked. They said that it’s not always a pleasant thing the first time, that it can be sore, and dry, and awkward , especially if your mate’s a virgin too, and I try and push it out of my head, unable to see how something that feels this insanely good can end up being awful. Colton is not a virgin, even I know that, and judging by his kissing skills, he knows something about a femme’s body and how to pleasure her.

I cling to him, wrapping my legs around his waist and slide one hand between us to rub over the erection I can feel bulging through the material of his sweatpants. In a bid to make him want to push us head with more haste, and smile when Colton groans under his breath at my contact. Both hitting fever pitch excitement levels, and he flips from over me, surprising me with the sudden departure that makes me go from insanely heated to instantly cold with the loss of his body heat.

“What are you doing?” I gasp in alarm, shock and outraged all at the same time. Blurting it at him and throwing him a shocked glare.

“I’m going to end up pounding you into the bed and getting you pregnant the first time if I don’t go get something. Trust me, I’m coming right back. Don’t you dare move a muscle. The infirmary has some, stay right here, exactly like this.” Colton leans up, taking hold of my knees and pushes them slightly apart with a wink and a smile of cheekiness, before swooping down and kissing me on the lips quickly. It elicits a giggle from me, that he’s both crude, and cute, at the same time and as soon as he darts out of the room I flop back on the bed, exhaling heavily, trying to calm my racing heart and pull in some much-needed air.

He has me all kinds of crazy riled up, pulse all over the place and lungs laboring with his attentions. I lay a hand on my pulsating belly to try and calm down some of this crazy fire growing up inside of me, before I self-combust and pass out, and wave my free hand over my face to cool some of the intense flushing burning over my cheeks and forehead. I thank the fates I had the foresight to shower earlier.

I have a yearning that is insatiable, and I can’t lie still, energy levels boosted and suddenly so antsy. I sit up and end up shuffling off the bed to pull my nightdress off, but he’s back in a flash as I get to my feet, obviously he hyper sped there, and back, equally desperate to do this, and startles me with the return.

“Hey! … That’s not how I left you!” He comes up behind me and runs a hand up my abdomen, across my breast to give it another gentle squeeze from around behind me and kisses me in the space of my neck under my jaw on my right side. Igniting tingles, and butterflies within my belly all over again.

“I was going to take this off.” I tug at my shirt to show him and yelp when Colton spins me, almost knocking me over but catches me in his arm instead. He holds up a pack of condoms, shakes them at me with a mischievous glint in his eye that gets me blushing, and looking away in a flash of embarrassment, and throws them on the bed before kissing me lightly on the lips again. His kiss is addictive, and I could have him do it to me every second of every day.

my head and tosses it aside like it’s nothing but a flimsy obstacle. He takes a second to skim my body with his eyes, before latching onto my mouth again, and kissing me as venomously as the first reunion, pushing me back into that feverish mode of needing him. Colton’s hands are hot, and strong, and they skim

fear, my body trembling as he slides my lace panties down from my hips, slowly, sexily, completely undressing me.

into my ear when he straightens back up, and brings us back together, sucking my ear lobe and my knees almost give way with the erotic sensation. His breath fanning my cheek and shoulder and

how I feel as I’m consumed by every pore of my body, and nerve endings exploding deliciously, an undying need for him. Forgiveness, letting go of the past, all mixed up with desire, and passion, and so many emotions

back to rest his nose against mine gently, stroking my hair back from my face and smiles at me in that knee weakening,

to lose you to realize how

of gorgeous smile for

up under the butt, and lifting me to him so I end up straddling him around the waist once more, catching his shoulders with my hands to stop myself falling back. He carries me back to the bed this way, never breaking his kiss on mine and I wrap my arms around his neck fully, entwining him, never wanting to let go ever again. So many

being apart, the heart ache, and pain, from being imprinted on him, and yet always turned away, all fall around us to dust, like they don’t matter anymore. His touch a balm that heals so many wounds, pushes so many painful emotions completely out of me, and the confidence in knowing he will never reject me again gives me new life. He’s in control here, and no sign of doing anything except marking me and finalizing the union with sex. He’s mine, finally. And there is nothing going to come between us or stop us this time

scoop my socks off and throw them past him. Two completely naked people with glowing eyes as wolves’ pique and urge us to unite them too. We take a silent, almost synchronized second

of need flushes over me once more, dampening the nerves and hesitations and I reach for him. Colton takes my hand and climbs on the bed, pushing me back against the cushions, and nestles over me in a less hostile manner than our make out the first time. He strokes my hair back and fully lays his body into mine, all curves, and angles matching, and

wildfire in his eyes and toning down to a simmer as he picks up on my underlying anxiety. Lifting his hand and stroking a thumb across my bottom lip as gentle as a fluttering butterfly. The calm in him pushing through his crazy hormones, and it does so much to help me simmer

admit, not liking that this softness is quenching the flames of passion and bringing the fear to the forefront a little. I think I would prefer getting lost in the haze instinct and have him just do it when I’m wound up and crazy for him, even if it hurts that way. Get it over and done with, so I can then know what the after

furniture. Your first time should be special. Besides, If I don’t calm down I may only last like five seconds, max.” Colton’s heart is beating as fast as mine, but as he utters soothing words I can feel him physically beginning to level out, his own passion and desire simmering because

frown at him, my innocence showing, and he laughs softly. Bringing that hand and smoothing down my

it.” He grins and kisses me quickly. I blush at that, and he leans in and kisses me a little more intensely, grinding his erection against my intimate places, skin on skin,