- Kayla’s POV -
I was at a loss for words. First, Finn showed genuine concern for my well-being. Then, he took back his rejection. What is he trying to tell me? Confused and unable to process everything, I pushed him away and walked to my desk beside the window. What do I even say to him now? I’ve just decided to forgive him and give him a second chance to show me that he could be a decent person. I’ve only just made up my mind to open my heart to Jake and see if things will go somewhere. And suddenly, Finn wants me as his mate again?
Trust your instincts, Kayla, and remember that we’re always here for you.
I smiled at the comforting sound of Eichen’s voice. Taking a deep breath, I composed my thoughts and decided to clear things up with Finn. I turned around and he was still standing where he was, rooted to the ground and I realized he must have been as shocked as I was at his own words. Perhaps he didn’t even mean them and he had just said them on impulse. I leaned against my desk and started typing on my phone what I wanted to say to him, not trusting myself to touch him again. My impulse to calm him down just now led us to this awkward situation and I think both of us need to be rational now.
- Finn’s POV -
** mature content ahead**
I looked towards Kayla and saw that she was typing on her phone again. Did she hate touching me so much? If she did, then why had she hugged me? As I tried to think of what to say to explain myself, I realized that I must be confusing the hell out of her. I mean I was confusing the hell of myself, yet I don’t think I’ve been so sure that I wanted something so much in my life before. There, I finally admitted it to myself, I wanted her. Not because she can send and read thoughts with her touch or because she might be able to heal with her touch. Nor was it because I needed her to keep my wolf strong.
I wanted her because she showed me what a pure heart looked like, that it can forgive things that shouldn’t be forgiven. I wanted her because she showed me there was strength, immense strength in weakness. Not having a wolf and living with werewolves who were bullying her and abusing her for ten years must have been terrifying. I wanted her because she taught me how to love. I didn’t care anymore that she was mute or wolfless. My heart sings when I hear her laugh; I respect her boundaries and most importantly, I love her enough that if she didn’t choose me, I’d still want to love and protect her.
My heart was full as I walked towards her and put my hand on her phone to stop her from typing. She looked up at me and I raised a hand to caress her cheek. Her eyes gazed at me in confusion as I replayed all of my thoughts to her. My heart raced as I waited for a reaction from her.
Tears filled her eyes and a stray tear escaped one of them as she bit down on her lip to stop herself from crying. I could feel her pain from the day that I rejected her, her relief that I now accept her the way she is, her joy that she was loved and confusion about what to do. I smiled at her innocence, at her reluctance to hurt me and leaned in to kiss the tear on her cheek. Her eyes gazed into mine as I pulled away and the pleasure rushing through my body from this moment of intimacy was pushing me off the edge.
My feet took a step towards her and I could feel our bodies touching as she was trapped between me and her desk. Using all my self control, I resisted raising my other hand to touch her. Suddenly, her hands caressed my face and she let me know that she was unsure of what to tell me now but she didn’t want to hurt me regardless of how everything turned out.
It was not the answer I wanted, but it was enough for me, for now. I didn’t want to rush her and it made me happy enough to know that she cared for me. I leaned in to kiss her, just a gentle peck on the lips. Before I could pull away, she kissed me back and in that moment, my heart must have floated to cloud nine. I kiss her again, this time with more force, teasing her with my tongue as I caress her face with one hand while my other hand on the small of her back press her towards me. She let out a small moan, surprising both of us. I pulled back and looked at her, before lifting her gently to sit on her desk with my hips between her legs.
She turned red as she realized the position that we were in and I chuckled before asking if she wanted me to stop. She shook her head and I immediately crash my lips onto hers, sucking on her lower lip as she opened her mouth to moan in pleasure. Seizing the opportunity, my tongue ventured into her mouth to seek her tongue. Her hands fell from my face and wrapped themselves around my neck, pulling me closer to her. I could feel her breast pressed against me and I yearned to touch her body but I was afraid of her reaction.
Slowly, I let my hand trail down from her face to her neck. She gasped as she realized the direction that my hand was going. I stopped and pressed my forehead to hers, assuring her that I wouldn’t hurt her and that I’d stop if that was what she had wanted. She placed one of her hands on mine and moved it down to her breast. Gently, I squeezed her soft breast and deepened our kiss. She moaned as I rubbed her n****e and pinched it. I could smell her arousal and moved my hand further down her body. She didn’t stop me and was still kissing me, so I reached under her dress and tugged at her panties. Carefully, I rubbed her c**t through the fabric of her panties and she moaned even louder. I could feel her wetness as I move to stroke her opening through her panties. Pushing the fabric aside, I gently rubbed her lips below and was satisfied to feel her wetness dripping out to her lips.
My finger is going to enter you, my sweet mate. If you want to stop, I’ll stop.
Kayla broke our kiss and looked at me, her face flustered from the making out. She nodded her head and leaned in to kiss me again. Pleasure overwhelmed me, as I slipped one finger into her wet hole. She moaned and threw her head back, arching her back as her legs held onto my waist. I smiled and supported her with my arm as my other hand pleasures her wet hole. Slowly, I pumped my finger in and out of her. Another moan escaped her as I added another finger into her wet hole. She was so tight, that I was afraid she wouldn’t be ready for a third finger. I pumped in and out of her slowly as she whimpered from the pleasure. My wolf was going wild now and all we could think of was putting our hard cork into her wet hole but I know she wasn’t ready for that. I trailed kisses down her neck and to her breast as my fingers picked up speed.
Suddenly, I felt Kayla stiffen as I bit down on her n****e and my fingers were thrusting deeper and faster into her. I lifted my head from her breast and saw her face turning a deeper shade of red as shame and embarrassment rolled off her. Immediately, I removed my fingers and pulled her panties back into place and just hugged her.
Shh it’s ok, Kayla, it’s ok. I won’t hurt you or let anyone hurt you again. If you want to stop at any time, I will stop and it won’t make me think any less of you.
Sobs rocked her body as she leaned into my embrace and I could hear her whimpering in my head, “I’m sorry, Finn. I don’t know why I’m like this. I’m sorry for giving you mixed signals. I truly don’t know how I feel about you but I don’t want to hurt you and when you touched me, it had felt good. I wanted you to touch me but when you bit me there and your fingers.. it was just like.. no, you’re not him, I’m sorry but I couldn’t help it. I’m so sorry!”
My heart broke when I heard the first apology. The poor girl was sorry for something completely out of her control and it was that bastard who had broken her, trapping her in that moment when he abused her. I hugged her as tightly as I could and stroked her back to calm her down, before sending my thoughts to comfort her.
Don’t you ever apologize for something like this. It wasn’t your fault and it isn’t your fault. However long it’s gonna take until you can forget about those memories, is how long I’d wait before moving further with you. I love you, Kayla.