Sacred Bond: A Human Mate for Beta

Chapter Eleven

EVERLY

I clung to Joe’s muscular arm as we walked in the cold air towards the bars. Music and lights could be seen and heard up and down the street. Bianca had texted me a few times to check on me and finally chilled out when I told her I was on my way. I left out the part that Joe was driving me. I decided privately that I wanted to stay here and get to know him. I was planning on dropping my upcoming work trips or paying people to cover for me so I could stay for a week or two. If I was being honest, I was feeling like a stage five clinger. Here I am holding on to his arm, getting sad even THINKING about leaving him even later tonight. I just feel so…incredible in his presence. My confidence is through the roof. It’s almost as if I can feel how much he is impressed by, and frankly, turned on by me. I don’t have to guess where I stand with him and it’s so easy to talk to him. And it does not hurt that he is easy on the eyes. I mean, his laugh sends this hot flash through me when I hear it. I found myself picturing what it would feel like to have his face between my legs and those vibrations…damn, there it is again. I grab my chest as a wave of desire takes over me. Joe easily takes his arm from between mine and puts it around me, pressing me against him as he kisses the top of my head. Well holy s**t. That was sweet. And smooth, guy, real smooth.

Joe opens the door for me and I step in to another cheery greeting from my friends. I wave at them and turn to Joe who walks in behind me. The bar erupts with howl-like cheers. My friends even look startled from their spot. Joe is feigning bashfulness as he waves to all the tall and large people further into the bar. The bartender shouts loudest over them all, “Joe! Everly! these are on me!” As he slides a gin and tonic with lime and a beer to the end of the bar. Wow. I’m with a local Celebrity apparently. Joe bows his head to the bartender respectfully in a thanks. He comes over to take my jacket off as the bar goes back to regular chatter. I feel like he is beaming with pride for some reason it’s as much as I am impressed with his familiar ness with the locals. My friends are all eyeing us, trying to figure out who the hell I’m with. Joe offers to take my coat standing behind me. As he slides it off my shoulders I feel an orgasmic kiss on my neck right above my collarbone. He whispers seductively in my ear, “Let me show you a good time tonight.” I hear a gruff version of hishis voice in my head. “Mate! Mine!”

I gasp audibly, with my head dizzy from pleasure. It’s like a sensory overload. He hangs our jackets up and pulls me to the bar. We clink our glasses together as my friends come over. “Oooo, so this is joe?” Carly says offering her hand. “Carly. Nice to meet you Lumberjack Joe.” She drunkenly laughs at her own joke. The contrast of his height next to all of us was hard to miss. “Joe, this is Carly, Jordan and Bianca. My ‘ride or dies.’” I say. Jordan does a little wave and Bianca offers her hand. Shock is all over her face. Her eyes scan down to his left arm that is wrapped around my waist as he extends his right hand to her. “Joe. Nice to meet you.” She says, collecting her thoughts.

“I told Everly to go for it! I’m glad she listened to my advice!” Jordan laughed and put her straw seductively between her lips. Without a beat, Joe replied, “Everly doesn’t strike me as someone who needs a lot of advice, but I’m glad she’s got someone in her corner offering.” He smiles down at me. He only has eyes for me. I can feel it. I feel a sense of pride that doesn’t feel like my own again.

The lights by the bar dim while the dance floor lights spin colorfully around. “Oh s**t! It’s my soooong!” Carly shouts. Bianca replies, “EVERY song is your song.” As Carly grabs her arms and takes her to the dance floor. Jordan awkwardly takes her eyes off Joe and follows them to the dance floor. I see guys snap their heads around to follow my attractive friends and get up from their seats and head to the dance floor.

I finish my drink and set the glass of just ice on the bar. Another is already waiting for me. “Thank you!” I say surprised. The bartender winks at me and nods at Joe. I turn to look up at Joe who is already smirking down on me. “So, are you going to show me these moves or what?” He whispers, leaning down closer to my face.

“Just you wait.” I say taking the straw out of my drink and putting the rim to my lips. I slurp as fast as I can around the ice cubes and within a minute set the glass down on the bar.