My New Mate (Complete)

Chapter 10: Teasing Mate

Warning...punishment ahead ; )

Derrick

Kyle gets off my lap and I stand following him to his bedroom. I lay on his bed as he starts to pack a bag for Pennsylvania. I take off my shirt and he stops eyeing me c*****g his head to the side. I have to get comfortable in order to give him the punishment he rightly deserves. I smirk and he shakes his head going back to packing. I place my arms under my head watching him as he moves around his room. Once he's finished packing he lies next to me turning the television on. It'll soon be background noise to his moaning. I immediately pull him over so he's straddling me. I guess he forgot he's getting a punishment, lucky for him I didn't. Before he can utter a word my tongue is in his mouth. He moans kissing me back placing his hands on my bare chest. I let my hands roam down to his waist pushing his joggers down. He quickly helps me taking them completely off. I grip his hair tugging roughly and he groans in my mouth. I pull away going down to my mark sucking on it roughly. He moans holding my head in place. I know in his head he thinks what we're doing is completing the mating but he's beyond wrong. I'm going to show him not to tease me ever again in his whole existence. I let my free hand travel into his boxers grabbing his erection. I rub the tip that's leaking pre-c*m before gripping him tightly. I move quickly and harshly but that doesn't stop him from moaning out my name as he places his hands on my shoulders trying to keep up with my erratic pace. Taking the pre-c*m I move to his ass inserting my finger into his tight hole.

"f**k Derrick!" he yells sinking his nails into my shoulder.

I keep my finger still letting him get use to the intrusion. I take my hand from his hair to his d**k and start stroking him again. I move my finger around in small circles. He's all breathless moans and whimpers. I look at his face as I create unthinkable pleasure for him. His mouth is parted widely with no words coming out and his eyes are closed. He looks f*****g amazing like this. I could look at his pleasurable face for the rest of my time on the planet, everyday all day. Seeing him like this I can't help but to wonder what he'll look like when my d**k is in this tight hole. I push my finger in deeper while stroking faster. I move quickly in and out his tight hole. I stop stroking once I can tell he's about to c*m. He groans gripping my shoulder and I take my finger out before slamming it right back in.

"Derrick! Please" he yells out loudly thrusting his d**k in my hand. I know I've hit his prostate. I start stroking him in time with my finger. "Please" he begs.

I bite down on my mark and he screams out. I quickly pull away from him, "Don't tease me ever again" I growl in his ear.

"Please, I'm sorry just let me release."

I chuckle, "then you wouldn't feel your punishment."

He moves off me growling, "Fine, I'll do it myself."

"Try and you'll get a punishment that's worse than what you just received."

He eyes me trying to judge if I'm being serious or not which he should know by now. He growls before falling back on the pillow. "You're such an asshole."

"Hm."

He gets out the bed going to the bathroom. He knows better than to try anything in the shower since I'll still know. He thinks it was bad for him, he should see how it felt for me. All I want is to take him but I can't. Not until the timing is right. Most of my relations revolved around s*x and contrary to what he believes I want this to be different. It means more to me and I know it means hell much more to him. He only wants to do it so I won't stray. That's no way to lose your virginity plus how the hell can I stray when looking at anybody else doesn't get my body working the way it should. Yeah, this is the longest I've gone without having s*x but it's worth it. He steps out the bathroom with a towel covering his waist and I can tell he's still pissed. He walks into the closet and it's not long before he comes back out in just boxers ruffling a towel over his wet hair. He tosses it into a hamper before getting into the bed. He moves close to me but makes sure our bodies don't touch and I resist urge to laugh at him. It's as if no contact is my punishment for not letting him c*m. As if he can really stay mad at me, his wolf won't let him.

"I can't stay" I say.

He looks at me, "I know."

He places his head on my chest before looking at the television again. This is what I'm talking about; when we fully mate he'll change. Hell, we both will even if it's the slightest little thing. I don't want him to become what I know he'll turn into. When the time is near I'll let him know. He won't even know he's going to be a moving target in my world.

"Are you okay?" he asks looking at me.

I nod trying to placate my anger that I didn't even know I had in the moment. Just the thought alone was pissing me off. It's why I didn't really want a mate. I'd have to worry every day about their every move. I guess the good thing is he's an alpha and knows how to handle himself. He'll need that when they come after him once they find out. He climbs into my lap and kisses his mark softly.

"Stop thinking, it's pissing you off which is pissing me off."

I place my hands on his waist, "I wish I could."

"Is it dealing with brunch?"

"You could say that."

"What was that about anyway?"

"Don't worry about it."

He c***s his head to the side looking me over. "Tell me."

"Drop. It" I growl.

He kisses me softly, "sorry." I nod placing my lips on his. He gets off my lap lying beside me with his head back on my chest.

Want to know the most annoying thing in the world? Not being able to sleep since someone isn't lying next to you. There's this missing space where you know someone special is supposed to be, the vacancy screaming its place in the bed and other areas. I hadn't even realized the magnitude of my dependence on my mate. When did it reach the point that I can't f*****g sleep without him? I haven't even known him long yet here I am looking at my ceiling at three in the morning not able to sleep because he isn't in my bed. How did I manage to make the jump from not wanting a mate to not being able to sleep without one? Despite what I wanted, Kyle wormed his way into the black space I call a heart. I can't help but like the annoyance. The fact that this guy is out there scheming to hurt my mate pisses me and my wolf off. If Kyle hadn't been a dumbass then he wouldn't be in this situation in the first place. Besides what did the dude think was going to happen? That Kyle would eventually bone and mate him forgetting about me? He was stupid to think anything would progress with the two of them.

The sooner the construction on their pack house is done the better I can keep an eye on him. Rogues are definitely dangerous especially the right ones. Hybrid rogues are the worst, a mixture of two supernatural forces making them far more dangerous than other rogues. Who in the hell knows what kind of rogues Kyle is dealing with. He's smart and fast but the wrong rogue would tear him to pieces. He wouldn't know how to handle or defeat them. Just the thought of it has me rising from my bed going out the room and the house. I quickly shift before dashing into the woods. They could be circling his pack house now and no one in his pack would know. The depths of some hybrids' powers are indescribable. I quickly shift back walking into the house going straight to his room. I walk into his closet pulling on boxers before getting in his bed. He groans before moving closer to me placing his head on my chest. He wraps his arm around my waist. I inhale his sweet scent of coconut and cinnamon. Now that I'm here I can watch over the i***t, keeping him out of the trouble that may lie in the darkness. But I know deep down it was more of a selfish reason for me coming here. I couldn't sleep without the i***t and who knows when he'll be back from Pennsylvania. A part of me hates the deepening bond while another part basks in it. It honestly scares the s**t out of me. And not much in life scares me anymore.