Rejected Mate and Following Fate - Awakening Book

“You won’t be wanting sex from me again then, huh? I mean …. I’m not that kind of guy anymore… no mark, equals, no mating. Even when the haze comes.” He shrugs playfully and I shake my head at him and make a ‘hmmm’ noise as though I’m really considering it. I like the teasing, it’s cute, and I like Colton’s playful cheeky face all the more, now that I have no more doubts about us.

To be honest the first time was maybe quick, and I’m suffering a little from it, but I definitely want to do that again and explore how much better it can be. I always heard the first time is nothing compared to when you master it, and have it a few times, which means I am in for a world of amazing sex, because Colton has skills. I don’t want to miss out on that and besides, can’t have this sex pot unmarked when the haze moves in. Femmes might kidnap him from me and hold him hostage until they get their fill. I need to mark my man.

“Such threats should be punished, Mr. Santo. I might just go to sleep.” I smile as wickedly as I can at him and cast him a raised eyebrow smirk. Warm and cozy in the security that this is real, and he’s mine.

“Go ahead, I’m kinda beat. I could use the sleep.” He folds his arms behind his head casually, as though he really doesn’t care at all, and closes his eyes. It riles me enough to slap him on the peck with impulsive anger. Sudden fury that he might not be joking, and it ignites an internal minor temper tantrum.

“Hey!!” It’s real outrage, and that chuckle he expels is an instant dampening tool. Colton opens his eyes and grins at me, chasing away any doubt that he was not playing, and he strokes his thumbs over my thighs. Cooling my fire and bringing me back to heel with a taming touch.

“Stop messing and make me your bitch already. You know I love you, and this…… it’s holding up everything else. Mark me, woman, before I smother you against me and make you do it.” There’s a tone of seriousness in that, even if it’s in good humor, and I know I’m only really delaying because I’m nervous about this final step. It’s been a lot, and I’m finally going to do it. Not just mark him but unbind something I’ve been trying to master for weeks, and that’s terrifying to me.

When I bite him, and taste his blood within me, then it finalizes everything and I’ll not only get the last memories we have of being apart in a fresh imprinting, but a chance to be able to harness the powers I possess completely. I’ll be Luna, just like that, form one bite, whether I’m ready or not. Whether I’m going to be a good Luna or not. It’s a big step and I am not ready for any of it, but I need to take a leap of faith.

Fear isn’t going to make this easier, it’s only going to make me work myself up into complete anxiety and make him think I really have changed my mind. I lean down, inhale slowly to calm the inner trepidation, close my eyes, elongate my wolf teeth and blindly sink into his peck muscle, in an area I aimed for that’s similar to where he marked me.

There’s a moment of complete abhorrence, as I bite the man I adore, sinking horribly into soft, salty flesh, hating that I’m inflicting pain and wounding him. The taste of his blood almost makes me gag, as it fills my mouth, choking me with its consistency, and metallic saltiness, and my fangs sink into tissue that’s both warm and smooth as hot liquid, thick and repugnant in aftertaste hits my tongue. It’s awful, but yet, I’m almost completely distracted a moment later when I’m yanked away from what I’m doing by a mind being filled with thoughts, feelings, memories, images, and whizzing moments of time spinning around my head. Pulling me back. Just like the first time we ever imprinted, only with less ferocity, less shock at the assault, it’s a do-over, only with more potency in other ways.

breathless, feel like I’ve just been hit by a train for the second time in my life, and the dizziness sends

throat, warming me, filling me up with insane emotions, before finally fading away to a gentle stroke down my legs. It’s almost like a mental orgasm, with less severity and I blink my eyes open to find Colton pushed up against me, doing the same thing. Nose to nose, we both open our eyes almost in unison before he

low and husky, and he looks utterly exhausted now. Dark shadows under his eyes which are a little lackluster in color, even in this dim lighting. It’s mirrored in

you completely relaxed, and happy giddy, so that you lay around chilling like hippy stoners. Satisfied in every way, and you want to lie here and revel in it. I feel

and so right. Like I was always meant to be wrapped up with him. I have nowhere else in the world I would rather be than here, and I want to stay this way forever. Heart healed, soul complete, and

sheets over us, up to my shoulder, and reaches up over his head to press something attached to the headboard. All the lights of the room go off together in unison, every single lamp, and dim glow, leaving us only illuminated from behind him by the

out with a soft almost inaudible tone, smiling as his arm comes back around me. He nuzzles his chin on top of my head as he gets comfy then yawns, stifling it with a fist over his mouth. I can feel the waves of genuine fatigue washing my way from him and how desperately he needs to sleep. This was a big thing, between us, and even though we should mark the occasion by staying up and talking about what this was… how momentous it was for both of us, I really want to

sure she’ll forgive me, considering I not only marked my mate but restored the powers that were taken. That deserves sleep, in bed, with my new Luna in my arms.” He yawns again, straining his

look completely different, and I would somehow

oddly. Focused fully on my face with that hint of amused adoration

the headboard to watch me, giving in to the

swipe

unsightly mess. I gawp at it, and gently make the same motion at the already broken remains. Willing myself to do it again, and squeal when they are spread across the floor. By about a foot, as though an invisible brush swept them away. It’s almost like breathing. I can willfully extend my touch and move things in ways I could never dream of before, and it excites me on a

whatever it is he’s now unleashed. Maybe he might have Sierra’s blue