Sacred Bond: A Human Mate for Beta

Chapter Ninteen

EVERLY

I was having a very arousing dream. Joe was starring in it. His scent was so vivid and we were picking up right where we left off with our heavy make out session. Mmm, it was so nice. I ran my hands down his chest and torso, stopping at his pant buckle. This dream felt so real, it was like I could feel him in my hand.

I was awake but I kept my eyes closed as I felt my surroundings. My leg was clearly draped over a very firm body. I could feel something extra hard on my inner thigh. Laying on my left side, one arm was securely tucked under my pillow and the other—wow! The other could’ve been washing clothes on these washboard abs! Still trying my best not to move, my other finger tips were right inside the front of Joe’s pants. Joe! Don’t panic, you just got the best sleep of your life and not so bad dreams I said to myself. Joe started to shift. Away from me. I was kind of disappointed. Obviously, I’m needing a little morning pick-me-up. He was moving his hips away. I dared a peek through my lashes. He was adjusting his pants to fix his very hard and very appealing package. Morning wood? More like morning tree! I softly opened my eyes. Beautiful morning sun was pouring through the windows lighting the room in a pleasantly cheery way. I slid my hand back onto Joe’s chest. It’s amazing the healing powers of some good sleep. I felt energized and ready to go.Trying to not focus on the madness from last night, I slid my hand into the collar of his shirt. I felt goosebumps rise on his skin at my touch. I tilted my head up to look at him. He looked a little confused but when I smiled he grabbed my hand from his shirt and kissed it before placing it right back where it was. “Good morning.” He whispered.

“Good morning to you. And you.” I pretended to acknowledge his lower equipment. He laughed out loud, “Don’t hold it against me! You know this is just a thing I can’t help.” He chuckled.

“I won’t hold it against you IF you hold IT against me…” I teased. I moved my hand from his collar to the base of his shirt, brushing his zipper area.

He tensed and didn’t move to action. So, I did.

I slowly sat up on my elbow and I looked him up and down. “Man, you sure do look uncomfortable in these jeans.” I moved my hand from his shirt to his pants button. Still not moving a muscle, his eyes followed my hands. The closed briefly when I moved down to his thigh.

“Everly.” He whispered.

Hearing my name on his lips turned me on. My favorite thing about foreplay was the clear and definite power I could have over a man. And this muscular, rugged wolf-man was no exception. I straddled him, resting the warmth between my legs right on his hardness. He lifted one arm to light hold onto my thigh.

“How did you sleep?” I asked while rubbing both of my hands under his shirt. His abs were so sexy peeking out from the lifted shirt. I lowered my hands and my thumb trailed the soft dark hair under his belly button. His hips lift harder into my warmth. It sent a pleasure jolt through me. I gasped and caught his eye. They were darker with lust. I love that look.

Trying to remain collected after that little hip jerk, I lifted his shirt to his chin then pulled it to beckon him to sit up. He did so and lifted his arms so I could pull it over his head.

Grabbing his hands I put them on my breasts over the hoodie I was wearing and leaned in to whisper, “these are for Joe right now, not the wolfy.”

At that, he moaned into my chest and moved one hand to the back of my neck, pulling me to him. I threw my head back and let him lightly kiss and rub his tongue on my neck while his other hand stayed on my breast. His thumb was rubbing my hard n****e through my top. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him to me, my hips involuntarily grinding on him.

“Your jeans. They need to let you free.” I giggled in his ear, before kissing his neck softly under it.

He grabbed my bottom with both hands and slid his hands up to the tops of my hips right under my top. His skin on mine sent my lust ablaze. A moan escaped me before I could realize prompting him to press my hips into him more. I pulled him away from me to bring his face towards mine. I gently bit at his bottom lip before his were crushed against mine, our mouths moving in sync to our hips. “I want you.” I said, catching my breath.

“Baby, you have no idea.” He said back.

I moved my hand under me, grabbing his manhood firmly. He moaned. “I think I do.” I smiled into the kiss. We both chuckled at that.

He flipped me over so he was on top of me and I was on my back. My shirt was coming up and he pushed it up to expose my bra-less t**s. They moved just slightly at my heavy breathing. He ran his hand down the center of them, cupping and rubbing the n****e with his thumb. “Spectacular.” He praised my body.

Taking a deep breath, he covered them back up with my shirt.

“Everly, make up s*x cannot be the first s*x we have.” He said quietly.

I froze. Wow, what a c**k block. And just like that, the anger I felt from last night was back and I was ready to pout about it. “Fine,” is all I could manage. I sat up, straightened my clothes and dangled my legs I’ve the side of the bed thinking of what to do now.

He must’ve felt my awkwardness. “That was the hardest thing I’ve ever done I think.” He said with a smile in his voice.

That was the hardest thing I’ve ever wanted I thought to myself. “I know you’re right but still a little offended.” I feigned sarcasm by putting my hand on my chest.

I was offended, but only because he called the last shot and I didn’t think of it. Of course that couldn’t be our first time together. Make up s*x after a crazed night of mystical creatures and fear?! What was I thinking?!

“I just had the best sleep of my life and I felt so—energized.” I said.

“Me too. The dreams were pretty incredible too, if I do say so.” He commented.

“Dreams? Of me?” I asked.

“Yea, of you! The mate bond does that. Sleeping next to each other breathing in the delectable scent of your mate all night has that affect on us.” He said.

“So how do you guys know so much? Is there like a mate bond class they teach instead of s*x Ed or something?” I asked.

“Well—-yea. We learn about it in our pack classes. When we are fifteen.” He said simply.

“Fifteen?! Wow that’s young to be thinking about s*x and marriage for forever.” I said, shocked.

“Well the earliest age you can find your mate is sixteen years old. The elders need to make sure the newest pack members are ready for adult pack life.” He said.

I paused. “So—wait. How long have you not had a mate?” I asked, curiously.

“Everly. I’ve been waiting for you my whole life but it’s been nine long and lonely years.” He said, passionately.

I felt my heart go to my throat as I looked at this handsome, so deserving man. I can’t believe he ever had to worry he was going to be alone. I turned and crawled to where he was on the bed. Grabbing his face I kissed him with all the love and desire I could muster. I had nine years to make up for after all.