Warning: If You Can't Handle The Heat PLEASE Stay Out Of The Kitchen!
MICHELLE
I laid crying on the bed I had been thrown on until slept crept up on me and my sore eyes shut. When I awoke, I felt an arm draped over my midriff and saw James sleeping next to me with only basketball shorts. I looked at his peaceful face that had been so frightening just a few hours ago. I lifted his hand off my waist only to hear him growl. I froze and stared at his eyes as they opened, "Stay with me. Please."
I nodded as I laid back down and he moved me closer to where there was no space between us. He held me softly and brushed his hand up and down my arm gently, making goosebumps rise and I breathed in content. Everything from last night faded away as the memory of this James reminded me why I accepted to be his mate.
He sighed and his hot breath tingled my neck making me slightly flustered. My hormones needed to calm down. "I'm sorry", he whispered into my ear and kissed my neck. I shivered in pleasure and as he noticed, began kissing down my neck. I moaned and moved my neck to give him more access and he turned me onto my back kissing my shoulder blade and the top of my chest.
I felt hot and bothered as he slowly ran his hands up inside my shirt ever so slowly. I touched his stomach feeling his muscles flex under my fingers. He lifted my shirt and I sat up while he took it off and threw it. His hands unclasped my bra quickly and he chucked it also. He stared at my breasts before attacking one causing me to gasp and moan in a bliss that was foreign to me. He let go and paid the same amount of attention to the other as my back arched and I felt a wetness pool inbetween my thighs. He stopped and kissed my collarbone.
I felt in ecstasy and I never wanted the feeling to go away. He nibbled and licked and I felt his teeth at my skin. My eyes widened as I sobered from the high I was in. I quickly pushed on his shoulders, "Stop! Please I'm not ready!", I screamed as I tried to push him off me. I began to cry as he stayed where he was.
He roughly pushed himself off of the bed and stood looking angry, "Do you not want to be my mate Michelle?"
Tears fell down my cheeks as I felt ashamed. He's my mate and he's supposed to mark me. But why did it feel so wrong when I realized what he was about to do? I accepted his proposal and we need to be mated for a mate bond can be formed but what Olivia had told me rushed into my head, reminding me that regardless of our forged reunion he still had a mate out there that he belonged to. The thought saddened me but I couldn't deny it was the truth. "I do... but what if you find your mate? I don't want to get hurt", I expressed to him my fear of losing him.
His angry expression vanished as he walked towards me, grabbing both my hands in his, and knelt down in front of me. "I would never let you go", he spoke seriously. I hugged him and let a few more tears escape before letting him go.
"Let's go out tonight. Just me and you", he said and I agreed happily feeling less worried.
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