The Unmated Love

CHAPTER 8

Leyla was sitting at her desk, writing a rapport on today’s training, when a knock on her door, made her look up.

“Come in,” she said out loud. She was too lazy to bother standing at the moment. If someone wanted to talk to her, they would have to do the walking.

The door creaked open and Jon emerged from the other side. Leyla put down her pen, rose from her chair and turned towards him.

He closed the door behind him, before he turned to really look at her. His eyes scanned her body from her feet to her face, shortly lingering at her hips and breasts, before his gaze met hers. She felt a shiver down her spine, and her face flushed at the intensity of his gaze.

“Jon?” she asked with a weak voice. Honestly surprised at her own reaction, she cleared her throat and repeated herself. This time with more strength. “Jon?”

Jon blinked twice and seemed to recover himself at the sound of her voice. For a moment, he had found himself lost in her beauty. Found his body filled with hunger and lust for her. As if it knew that this might be the last time, they would ever be alone together. The intensity of his own feelings surprised him.

“I received an update from Zack,” he said with his alpha voice, trying to sound business like, but failing miserably. “Their search hasn’t been successful.” He hesitated, before he continued. “Zack needs your help.”

Leyla didn’t fail to notice the worry and resistance in Jon’s voice. He did not want this. He worried about her. She, however, felt relief at the news. She wanted to go. She wanted to be of help, instead of just sitting here, writing notes on her trainings. She wanted to be there, when they found the bastard. She wanted to rip his throat out, so that he and his followers would never lay a finger on anyone ever again.

However, when she looked at Jon, noticing the worry and love with which his gaze burned with, she couldn’t help but smile at him warm and lovingly. “I’m going to be all right, Jon. You don’t have to worry about me. I’m a big girl. I can handle myself.” She said with a gentle voice.

The fact that he could lose her in the near future, paired with the look in her eyes and the sound of her gentle voice, made his heart burst. His legs suddenly moved, bringing him forward. He didn’t stop until he was standing close enough to hear her heartbeat increase in speed.

She looked up at him, meeting his intense and slightly darkened gaze, which made her stomach burn. He brought a hand to her face, gently brushing a stray lock of hair behind her ear, before his gaze turned to her lips. A second later, his lips gently and a little hesitantly met hers, as both his hands cupped her face. She closed her eyes and melted into the kiss, a burning desire lighting up inside of her.

The return of his kiss and the smell of the pheromones leaving her body was all the acceptance Jon needed. Jon’s hands left her face, but his lips never left hers. His hands travelled down her body, lingering on her perfect ass, before he scooped her up in his arms. She wrapped her legs around his hips, an arm around his neck and a hand grabbed his soft hair, which made him groan with delight and pleasure, as he felt his groin react to her touch. How he had longed for this…

Leyla opened her eyes and broke their connection to come up for air, but her eyes never left his. Her flushed face, shallow breathing and warmth emanating from her body were all that he could see, hear and feel.

He walked towards the bed, gently lying her down on her back, before he slowly pulled her shorts down. He kept the eye contact, meeting her intense gaze full of want, which brought a smirk to his face. He left a trail of kisses from her feet and up her legs. He pulled down the hem of her panties, leaving a kiss on her hip, which made her fall back into the bed with a moan. The sound made it hard to restrain himself, but he wouldn’t rush this.

He grabbed the hem of her t-shirt and gently pulled it up over her head. The touch of his hands brushing gently against her skin made her body shiver with pleasure. He tossed the shirt aside, before his body pressed against hers, and his lips crashed into hers, gently nipping at her lower lip, asking for entrance. She gave into him and a moan escaped her, as she felt him even closer. The weight of his body on hers, made her burn with hunger for him, but suddenly she couldn’t feel him anymore.

When she opened her eyes, he stood above her, taking her in with eyes full of lust and admiration. God, she was a beautiful sight.

She lay there under his gaze, her body burning with heat, and she suddenly felt a small pang of annoyance at his pause. She snapped her bra open, slowly and teasingly taking it off, until her chest was bare. Jon watched her every move, but as her bra was thrown away, his eyes flashed black at the sight of her bare breasts. He had seen her naked hundreds of times before, but nothing like this. Never like this.

He felt his member throb in his pants, begging to be let out. He hurriedly threw off his shirt, unbuckled his pants and tore off his underwear, revealing his large erected c**k. Leyla’s eyes widened at the sheer size of him. Holy s**t, he was big, but it only made her want him more. Suddenly, he threw himself on top of her, which resulted in Leyla chuckling. He smirked, before he silenced her with his lips.

He left a trail of kisses down her neck, between her breasts and down her stomach, leaving sparks with each touch of his lips against her bare skin. Her breathing became increasingly rasped with each touch.

As he reached her panties, he grasped the hem with his teeth. Gently pulling them down, making her body shiver at the touch. A loud moan escaped her lips, when he licked her inner thigh. When the sound reached his ears, a low grumble erupted in his chest and his face lit up in a smock grin, all because he felt pride and delight in her reaction to his touch.

Leyla was at the brim of her wits. Every touch of his was like fire to her skin, and her body was begging for release. His teasing only made her increasingly desperate, and she threw herself forward, grabbing his biceps with both her hands, her nails breaking his skin, as she dragged him on top of her, meeting his lips hungrily.

As she reached for his member, grabbing it, guiding him towards her entrance, he couldn’t restrain himself any longer. He entered her with a deep thrust, which made her cry out in pleasure. He held still for a short moment, letting her adjust to his size, kissing her gently and lovingly, before he slowly began thrusting. The tightness around his c**k made his breathing shallow and rasped.

He kept a steady rhythm, and the slow pace made his thrusts deep, making her feel every friction against her inner lining. Every exhale pulled a moan from her lips, making him mad with lust, and he rapidly increased his pace. He grabbed her hand, interlocked with her fingers and used the other to stimulate her throbbing c**t. With her free hand, she grabbed the headboard of the bed, offering resistance against his thrusts. She moaned his name, before she cried out in pleasure, as she reached climax and her body released itself.

The mention of his name and the magnificent cry that escaped her lips pushed him over the edge, and a few more hungry thrusts was all he needed. His body released itself inside of her, and a loud moan escaped his lips at the amazing feeling following. 

He didn’t move, lying on top of her, still inside her, as their breathing steadied, and their bodies relaxed. He didn’t want to break the connection between them just yet. She let go of the headboard and gently brushed his back, as she kept their fingers interlocked with her other hand.

When he pulled out of her, released her fingers and rolled around to lay beside her, she felt lost for a second. Then he pulled her close to him, put her head on his chest and began playing with her hair. She closed her eyes, as she focused on his warm body against hers, and the feeling he gave her, when he played with her hair.

They stayed like that. Enjoying the bliss of the afterglow.

_-..-_

Jon spiraled a lock of Leyla’s soft hair around his finger, as he studied her peaceful flushed face. His heart seemed to expand, and he finally realized that he loved her. Sure, he was currently in the afterglow of s*x, which sometimes played with your mind, but he had loved her for a while now. He regretted not moving forward with her earlier. The s*x had been amazing. Better than anything he had ever tried before, and she had seemed to enjoy it too.

He couldn’t believe that the fear of losing her at the front lines, was what he had needed to push away all the reasons against their joining. To not think about it. He should’ve done it sooner, but he had been a coward. A relationship with someone other than his mate, might turn into a mess, if his actual mate showed up. And he wouldn’t be able to accept it, if her mate showed up, taking her away from him. He kissed her forehead, which made her hum with content.

A gentle smile formed on her lips, and she opened her beautiful green eyes, staring up at him. She couldn’t believe that they had just had s*x. Her body had wanted this for quite some time now, and the release had been magnificent.

She lay her hand across his chest, gently stroking his skin with her thumb. She thought back to the moment, he entered her room. The desperation obvious in his face, the need and hunger to finally claim her, and the way he did it… The thought made her stomach warm with delight.

However, before that, he had announced the news that she was needed in the front lines. Of course, she wanted to help, but she did recognize Jon and Ben’s feelings about her leaving. She would be in much more danger in the south, but if she found them, everyone’s chance of survival would increase drastically. It was her duty as a beta, and her chance of survival was high compared to other werewolves.

She kept stroking his chest, as her gentle voice reached his ears.

“I’ll be okay, you know.”

She could feel the vibrations, as his chest rumbled.

“I don’t want you to leave. I have a bad feeling.”

She looked up at his face, carefully studying his features; the way his eyebrows and eyes narrowed at the thought of her departure. He squeezed her arm gently, as if he wanted to keep her in his arms, to never let her go.

Her lips stretched into a gentle smile, as she cupped his cheek with her hand, drawing his gaze to hers. “That may be, but I have a duty to our pack.”

He grumbled. Annoyed that he couldn’t argue with that. She chuckled, placing her hand on top of his heart, feeling his heartbeat beneath. “I will be fine, Jon.”

He sighed deeply. “You better be.” He kissed her nose, before he released his hold on her, rising from the bed in all his naked glory. His broad muscular back was nothing less than a masterpiece. His ass was just as fine to look at. Unfortunately, he disappeared into the bathroom, leaving her all alone in the bed.

When she heard the water begin to run, she couldn’t help but imagine the two of them together in the shower. She grabbed the duvet, throwing it over her head, as she inhaled deeply. God damnit. Now she couldn’t think about anything else, but their bodies mingled together. You horny slut…

Jon let the water run down his body. A small smile was playing upon his lips. It had been a while, since he had felt this good and been this relaxed. He closed the water and wrapped a towel around his hips, before he left the bathroom.

When he entered the room, Leyla was peeking out from behind the duvet. Her face was covered, except for her eyes, her gaze checking him out. He chuckled lightly.

“What’re you doing?” he asked her.

She threw the duvet aside, as she sat up straight. “Checking you out,” she said with a cheeky smile.  

His lips turned into a smug smile, and a satisfied hum was formed in his chest. He followed her every move, as she walked around the bed and into the bathroom; her hips swaying, her breasts lightly bouncing and the teasing glint in her eyes.

Jon had to close his eyes and concentrate to calm down his body. He couldn’t leave the room with a standing erection. When he heard the water turn on, he stuck his head into the bathroom.

“Leyla, I’m leaving for now.”

He heard her yelling to drown out the sound of the water slamming against the floor.

“Okay. I’ll see you later then!”

He turned his back to the bathroom and left the room, only wearing the towel around his hips. He didn’t really care though. He practically walked around, as if he had just taken on the entire world and won the damn battle.

Just when he reached his room, closed the door and stood in front of his closet, Ben crashed through the door. He slumped into the chair at Jon’s desk with a loud groan.

“These kids are driving me crazy!” he complained, until he saw Jon. Like, really saw Jon. A cheeky smile lit up his face, and he leaned back into the chair, his hands behind his head.

“Something’s changed,” he said with a smug voice. “Who did you f**k?”

Jon growled, warning Ben to watch his tone, but he didn’t answer his question. He just continued dressing up.  

Ben sniffed the room and went silent with shock, when he noticed the smell clinging on to Jon. “Noooo… You didn’t!”

Jon turned towards Ben with a stern look on his face. Ben’s shock turned into a huge grin. “Oh my God, you did! I knew it!” he laughed out loud. “You took your damn time too. I could feel the s****l tension between the two of you. Was it good?” he asked while wiggling his eyebrows up and down, before he realized, what he had just asked for. “NO! Wait! Forget I ever asked. I don’t want to know.”

His face made Jon chuckle.

“I wouldn’t tell you anyway. Even if you begged.”

Ben stuck his tongue out, but he suddenly returned to his serious face.

“Does she still have to go?” he asked quietly with hope in his voice.

Jon sighed and slumped down in the chair on the other side of the desk. “I’m afraid so.”

Ben pouted with disappointment. “Damnit”, he whispered, but Jon could still hear him.

A knock on the door signaled Leyla’s arrival at the office. She closed the door behind her and sat upon the last chair placed at the desk.

“Sooo… What are we mulling about?” she asked, gazing between the two of them.

“Your departure,” Ben grumbled.

Leyla sent him a reassuring smile. “I’m going to be fine, Ben. I’m more than capable.”

Ben just huffed in defiance, crossing his arms in front of his chest.

Leyla looked at him with an amused look on her face, before she turned to Jon.

“When?” she asked. Straight to the point with no unnecessary words. Business Leyla was back.

“Tomorrow.” John answered her. “You can take the jeep and two of the guys with you.”

Leyla nodded. Ben just huffed once again. “I still don’t think, it’s a good idea,” he said.

Jon rolled his eyes. “Duly noted, Ben.”

They went through the details, before they finished the meeting. Leyla had to go, as the second training of the day was about to begin, and the instructor couldn’t be late.

Just before she reached the door, Ben stopped her in her tracks.

“Ey, Leyla?”

She turned her head towards him.

“I can smell it on the two of you,” he said with a huge grin on his face, as he winked at her.

Her cheeks turned adorably red, and she flipped him off, before she hastily left the room, slamming the door shot.

Ben erupted in laughter, slamming his thigh with his hand. Her reaction had been absolutely priceless. She wasn’t one to feel shy or embarrassed, but Ben knowing about her and Jon having s*x, less than 10 minutes after Jon left her room, apparently did the trick. Jon couldn’t help but join him, although his laugh was less mocking and more amused with a hint of affection.