Mated to the Alpha

12

One of the firemen I recognize from the hospital comes in, rubbing his eyes and looking half asleep. Rylan puts his shirt back on and introduces him as Carter.

“I thought doctors were supposed to be smart,” he says to me.

I look at him funny.

“You picked this guy as your mate,” he says with a chuckle. “Can’t be that smart.”

I grin at him and then at Rylan. “I didn’t really have a say in the matter now, did I?”

Carter laughs. “None of us do, Doc. But fate knows better than us. It always works out better than we could ever imagine.”

Rylan doesn’t seem to like sharing me because his possessive arm is back around my shoulders, guiding me out of the room.

“Let’s have another drink on the roof,” he says as he grabs a bottle of wine from the tiny kitchen.

I’m glad I have the next two days off. Rylan is off too. His boss gave him a couple of days to heal.

He hands me two wine glasses to carry and I follow him up the stairs, staring at his ass the entire way.

“These stars are incredible,” I say as we sit on the comfy patio furniture up there, a large outdoor sofa set.

“I ordered them just for you,” he says with a smile as he opens the wine. He pours me a glass and then one for himself.

“Cheers,” he says as he taps my glass with his. “To fate.”

I can’t help but smile as I look into his sexy eyes.

This is a fun date, but I’m still having doubts that this could possibly be true. I mean, mates? With this hot guy? Come on… I feel like Ashton Kutcher is going to jump out any second and yell Punk’d at me.

Rylan brought a big flannel blanket up and he drapes it over us as I sink in a little closer to his warm body. His arm falls back over my shoulder and he pulls me even closer to him. I don’t fight it. It feels too good.

We’re not even halfway through our glasses of wine when we start kissing again. This time, it’s not a rush. There are no people around to start staring at us if we go on for too long. It’s just the two of us up here. The whole town seems to be asleep.

Rylan and I break apart to put our wine glasses down—we both know we’re going to need all of our hands for where this is leading too—and then come right back together. I lean over him as our mouths connect in a fiery kiss. My loose hair is tumbling down onto his face as our lips smack and our tongues glide against one another. He tucks the blonde strands behind my ear and then slides his hand down my body—over my shoulder, along my ribs, and then up to my breast, cupping it with a firm grip.

I moan into his mouth as I feel his strength. My n*****s are already so hard. They’re aching.

They’re not the only thing that’s hard. I can feel his towering erection digging into my thigh. It’s not like me to press into it, but there’s a new Mila in town and she can’t get enough of this man.

He groans as I climb on top of his lap, straddling him with my big thighs. Both of his hands are on my breasts now, squeezing them, massaging them, kneading them until my heart is pounding. I’m filled with butterflies and heat.

The heat is quickly taking over.

It builds as we fool around until I’m hornier than I am shy. My hips are rolling against him, pressing my spread p***y against his hard d**k. The need to bring this to the next level takes over and I peel off my shirt and drop it beside us. Rylan is immediately on the clasp of my bra, fumbling with it until it snaps free.

I’m tingling all over as he peels the lacy fabric away, revealing breasts that no one has seen since before I hit puberty.

“f*****g hell,” he whispers to himself as he stares at them with heated blue eyes. The look on his face is pure lust and it makes me so wet to be the cause of it.

He cups my breasts with his big palms and then takes one n****e into his mouth at a time, sucking, licking, and nibbling on them as I gasp with desire and pull him closer for more.

“You are the most beautiful thing ever created,” he says as his hands slide down my ribs. He’s staring at my naked breasts as they heave up and down with every heavy breath. My p***y clenches when I feel his fingertips sink into the waistband of my jeans.

I’ve never been this wet before. I’ve never been this turned on.

He’s flipped a switch inside me. I’d do anything he asked right now. Anything.

My clumsy fingers start pulling at his shirt and he leans forward to help me out. I practically yank it off his head and then drag my fingertips down his hard torso, marveling at the beauty of it.

He grins as I lean down and lick his perfect n****e. One then the other as I grind my p***y against his c**k.

“Lie down,” he says as he grabs my hips and lifts me off him. “This is going to feel much better with nothing between us.”

I let myself fall onto the cold cushions and swallow hard when I catch a glimpse of the bright stars in the night sky. Rylan positions himself between my legs and then gets to work on my belt, unbuckling it quickly and then working on the button and zipper of my jeans.