His Son’s Reject

4: Mate!

Sable’s POV

“Mate. Mate. Mate.” I cried as I hugged Thorne tighter before we could even leave the parking lot of his penthouse.

He allowed me to hug him then reluctantly hugged me back as if trying to calm me down. I feel the way the bond connected us and I can almost feel his emotions. I had no idea the mating bond could be this magical because the honor was ripped away from me by Aaron.

Tears gathered in my eyes filled with anguish and hatred for my ex mate. It was two years ago but it still feels so fresh every time I think about it. I’m not hurt or heartbroken as I used to be. I have changed since then but I get really furious remembering what he did.

I know what having Thorne means. Moon Goddess is giving me a second chance because she thinks I deserve it. She gave me a man way older than me which would make this match more perfect. Older men are practical, they know what they want and won’t just reject you.

I’m sure Thorne doesn’t plan to reject me no matter what. The longing in his eyes when he realized I was his mate was palpable which means he never had a first mate. I did but I’d much rather I hadn’t. I always wished that night was a nightmare.

Sometimes I feel slight pain in my lower abdominal area which means Aaron was having s*x with another woman. Despite the rejection and distance between us, mating bonds tend to be extremely strong and toxic. I haven’t felt it lately though. Maybe this is why.

I moved away from Thorne and slowly removed his helmet so I could see his face. He let me gaze all over his masculine features that made my core tighten with appreciation and arousal. f*****g hell, this man is all things sinful and erotic at the same time.

He has bold features starting from his wide and full sensual mouth that I can already picture doing so many things my fingers couldn’t do. His jaw is strong, firm and entirely very powerful topped with that aristocratic nose and dark eyes that seem to be staring at your soul.

Hell even his eyebrows are masculine and hot, full of hair. He has wrinkles around his eyes and mouth that are definitely not from smiling but entirely something different. Maybe growling in his alpha tone.

Remembering he is an alpha makes this even more unbelievable but special at the same time. She gave me a freaking Alpha! Aaron has to wait many years to become one and I doubt he’d make a great alpha some day. He is too power hungry for that.

I suddenly can’t wait to see his wolf form and hear his mating growl. The thought sent a wetness between my thighs. I’m sure he could already scent my arousal because his already dark eyes darkened even more with a wicked glint.

Today is a full moon which means mates cannot stay away from each other even though we haven’t marked one another. There is no sign of rejection so far.

Wolves don’t randomly reject their mates either so i was really shocked that Aaron did. You are meant to endure everything but NEVER reject your mate no matter what. Thorne won’t reject me. I can see it in his eyes. The reluctant longing and painful desire.

“Mark me.” I murmured in the silence between us and I saw his eyes flash again.

Just when I thought he didn’t hear me or was completely ignoring me, I carried me on his massive shoulders, I let out a startled yelp which earned me a spank and he made his way to the elevator. I wanted to giggle but swallowed it in.

Is this how it feels being mated by an older wolf?

The elevator doors slid open, but I barely had a second to take in the penthouse before his lips crashed against mine. He backed me into the wall, his hands already roaming, his kiss deep and demanding and wanting.

There was nothing gentle about it, only raw and unspoken hunger. And I gave in, melting into him craving his touch like it was the only thing keeping me alive. Slowly my leather jacket was thrown on the floor followed by my shirt.

His lips trailed down my neck slowly sending a shiver through me as his hands gripped my hips, holding me flush against him. I felt the warmth of his breath before his teeth grazed the skin around my neck.

Then he bit down… not enough to hurt, just enough to make my breath hitch, to send a pulse of heat straight through me. Enough for me to know an Alpha just marked me and the feelings that rippled through me were insatiable.

A deep, satisfied growl rumbled in his chest as he licked over the tender spot, soothing the sting. His tongue leaves a trail of fire in its wake. The pleasure was dizzying, overwhelming with pain and ecstasy. My body arched into him instinctively aching for more. I need him.

"You’re mine. He murmured against my skin, his voice rough and possessive.

I feel a heat pool between my thighs and my p***y getting wet. My eyes rolled behind my eyes at the feeling.

We found ourselves in his bedroom not a minute later and my clothes were miraculously gone. Panic took over remembering I am just a virgin who has never had a real life c**k inside her. Vibrators yes but never the real thing except my hand.

“I’m a virgin!” I blurted before I could stop myself and Throne stopped sucking my n****e and a moan rushed out at the loss. His tongue was so hot there.

“Relax, doll.” He grumbled, his rough hands going up and down my thighs to relax me and I did. My entire body went lax.

“Do you trust me?” He asked in a voice that sounded both dangerous and hopeful.

“Yes.” And it was the truth because who wouldn’t trust their mate?

“Then I’ll take care of you. I’ll make you scream and forget this is your first time. I would take away the pain but I can’t. I’ll be gentle. I promise” He kissed both my inner thighs and I felt my heart glow.

Is it too soon for me to be glad that things didn’t work out with Aaron? Cause I feel like I belong to Thorne more than I do Aaron. I stared at his weathered face knowing he is twice my age then being his head down and kiss his lips.

The next weeks passed in a blur of s*x like rabbits because I realised it wasn’t the full moon that made me aroused all the time. It was the thought of finally having a mate. The thrill of knowing my soulmate will be there when no one is. My other half. My protector.

He has been coaching me more about bikes, riding, drifts and everything in between. I feel like I’m unstoppable when I get on his monster bike. He takes me on rides too or during games though he is hardly the one playing.

The humans worship him here because there is no one like him when it comes to commanding a bike.Whether it’s the brutal terrain of a motocross track, the speed of a superbike race or the reckless thrill of the streets, he owns it all.

Throne is speed, control and danger wrapped in one which makes him untouchable, unstoppable and utterly perfect. My mate. Mine!