Surviving My Fate

Chapter Eight Meeting Carter part two

*WARNING THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SEXUALLY MATURE CONTENT*

Running into Mr. Mason was the last thing I had expected to happen when I woke up this morning. Now here he is helping me collect my things off the ground after I not so eloquently bumped into him. What is he doing at a school in Wyoming? Does he live here? Does he have children here?

“I’m sorry, I should really watch where I’m going.” Considering this isn’t the first time I’ve run into someone I add under my breath. “I appreciate you helping me although it’s really not necessary.” I reach for my last book, the book that caused this mishap but he grabs it and stands quickly. I struggle to maintain my balance as I too rise back to a standing position.

“It’s no problem” he brushes off the statement I made clearly not caring that I don’t want his help. “Cassandra, is it?” He forms it as a question and for a second the way my name rolls off his tongue in his deep husky voice has my panties starting to get wet. I take a deep breath hoping to regain my senses. Almost like he can tell he takes a step closer causing his woodsy aroma to penetrate my nostrils.

“Yes, Mr. Mason” I finally reply finding my voice.

“Call me Carter” his breath tickles my ear as he leans in filling any gap left between us. This man definitely knows what he’s doing.

“Okay, Carter, I’m going to need my book which you still happen to be holding.” I take a step back holding my free hand out. His smile never falters, his unbothered facade masking any inward emotions, nevertheless, the lust in his emerald eyes becomes more evident.

He places the book in my outstretched hand his hold not letting up “Let me take you out to dinner” it’s more of a statement than a question and something in me wants me to say yes.

“If I agree will you let go of my book?” I taunt feeling bold. The gold flecks in his eyes seem to take on new life as he closes the distance between us once more.

“I’m sure I’ll be holding something else before the night’s over.” I stifle a moan and realize he’s slid a contact card on top of my book. Then he’s gone.

I’ve spent the rest of the day thinking about Carter. I was headed back from my lunch break when I bumped into him. Now it is almost six and Alex is coloring in his room leaving me alone with the devilish thoughts I can’t shake.

I flip the contact card over for what feels like the hundredth time and pull my phone out. Opening my messages I type in the number indicated as the cell and type a simple message.

Hey, it’s Cassandra, it was nice meeting you again.

*Send*

Omg.

What did I just do?

I haven’t been out with anyone but Ian and I’ve only been here a month. What am I thinking? I sound so out of touch who even says that? Ugh. Getting nervous I look down and see it says delivered under the blue chat bubble meaning he has an iPhone. I’m so screwed. I turn my phone over trying to ignore the urge to keep checking if he has read my message when my phone dings.

8 o’clock, dinner, I’ll pick you up ;)

My heart rate kicks up a notch and I start pacing. The boldness, the playfulness, it flies out the window, seriously what did I do?

“Mommy?”

Alex rounds the corner his new drawing in hand. I bend down to his level taking in all the colors, he’s my little Picasso in the making. “Aw baby it looks so good. Do you want to put it on the fridge?”

“Yes,” he says running to the fridge and grabbing a magnet. He places it right in the middle then he’s running back to his room.

I look back down at my phone rereading Carter’s message.

Oh no. I don’t even have a babysitter.

***

Not having many options I called the only person I could think of, Melody, she agreed to watch Alex at her place and swung by to pick him up at 7 giving me just enough time to get ready. Honestly, I am so thankful that Melody has become such a big part of our lives she’s filling the hole I hadn’t realized was there after so many years without friends and I know Alex enjoys having her around. She has a daughter in the threes at school so I know Alex will have a good night with them.

I sent Carter the address after Melody said she’d babysit so now I'm playing the waiting game and trying not to overthink the situation.

I find myself doing a once over in the floor-length mirror in the hall, I decided to wear a simple black dress, it stops just above the knee with a small slit coming up the back reaching mid-thigh. It’s elegant yet sexy covering the front and leaving an open back that stops right above my hips. It fits like a glove. I tied my long red hair into a clip allowing It to cascade over my left shoulder where Ian bit me. There’s not much left from the wound now nevertheless the scar remains. There’s a knock on the door forcing me to stop my assessment.

I make my way to open it, shoving my nerves on the back burner for the night.

I need this.

I swing the door open to see a very handsome Carter standing on my porch. His hair has a little more of a disheveled look to it and he’s lost the tie but otherwise, his suit is very similar to the one I first saw him in. Got to admit I like the rougher version better. I allow my eyes to trail up to his face taking in the strong set of his jaw, his generous lips accentuated by a perfect Cupid’s bow, and the sculpted bridge of his nose. Our eyes lock for a second him having finished taking in my appearance as well. I feel a blush creeping over my cheeks and I shift my body to pull the door closed breaking the heated gaze.

“Ready to go?” he asks taking my hand and sending tingles up my arm. I nod finding it hard to speak as he leads me down the stairs and opens the car door to the sports car I saw back in Florida. it was definitely him leaving in the puff of smoke. I don't allow myself to dwell on it though choosing to enjoy the night to come.

***

A lot of people stare at us as we make our way into the restaurant, he must’ve called ahead as we’re led to a table beholding a beautiful view of the mountains the moment we step up to the reception area.

We’re given menus and left to our devices. All the food on the menu sounds delightful and I can’t help flickering my eyes back and forth between many options. Carter seems to sense my indecisiveness because he leans forward tapping the filet mignon. Knowing my mind will never be made up I lower my menu and smile deciding to take his suggestion.

A waiter appears next to our table and Carter orders an appetizer and a bottle of champagne. I’m honestly shocked I’m sitting here with him and I find myself admiring his handsome features once again. Carter clears his throat bringing me back to the present, again I'm averting my gaze as my cheeks flush. “You like what you see?” His deep voice sounds deeper thickened with lust.

“Maybe”

***

We fall into playful banter after that, sipping champagne and consuming an enormous amount of food. It’s perfect and I couldn’t have asked for a better time.

Carter pays the bill and stands taking my hand and leading me outside to his car. I notice more people watching us as he opens my door allowing me to slide inside.

We sit in comfortable silence until we reach my road and I feel myself sigh not wanting it to end.

“You okay?” My eyes snap up to meet his as he intertwines our fingers before bringing my hand to his mouth and brushing his lips across my knuckles.

“I’m good, I’ve enjoyed spending the evening with you” my heart rate kicks up as we pull into my drive. I really don’t want this night to end so soon. Carter puts the car in park never releasing my hand and leans in to kiss me. The fireworks I felt when his lips touched my hand couldn’t compare to how they feel on my lips and neither of us pull away until we are desperately in need of air.

The night had started out fun and energetic full of laughs and shy smiles on my part, and I’m left wondering what happened to the bold female I was earlier. Now that we’re alone I am his.

He’s out of the car and swinging my door open faster than humanly possible. Carter's hands are in my hair releasing the clip and allowing my waves to go free, he has my body smashed against his and it feels as if we could meld together. The way he is kissing me takes my breath away, and even so, I feel like I’m breathing for the first time.

Everywhere our bare skin touches are like tiny electric shocks and I can feel them all over my exposed back as his hands trail down to my waist. The amount of passion and longing in every touch is setting my entire being on fire. It has me quivering under his fingertips. As he hoists my body into the air my dress slides higher on my thighs. I can feel him moving us closer to the house and my back soon lands against the rough log post of my porch. I let out a primal moan the motion allowing him to slip his tongue into my mouth to dance with my own. My legs are around his waist and I can feel his arousal pressing into me, I’m positive he can feel my wetness growing as he carries me up the steps never parting from my lips.

As we get to the front door I struggle to find my keys while surrounded by his touch. The smell of his cologne entraps me and the fog of our passion makes me lose any sense of being I thought I had. Noticing this he sits me on my feet and pulls my keys from my shaking grip to open the door. He’s so smooth I can’t help staring but I’m immediately immersed back into him and we’re through the door. I’m pointing to my bedroom feeling a need I've never felt for this man, this Goliath that has my heart thrumming in my chest.

He’s so gentle as he lays me on the bed I forget for a moment how intimidating he can be with everyone else. Breaking the kiss he runs a finger down my jaw and looks down into my eyes “are you sure” he whispers and all I can do is nod my approval. “Say it,” he says his voice full of need.

“Yes,” I say knowing the word is a barely audible gasp of breath. It's all he needs to send his hands and mouth back into action. My clothes are slowly peeling off my body leaving nothing but his open-mouthed kisses and those magical tingles in their wake. His mouth is trailing over every inch of my body and I shiver in delight.

He slowly removes my sheer lace panties pausing as I'm left bare before his gaze. He doesn’t continue his kisses and for a moment I’m saddened and start to feel embarrassed, I’m suddenly very aware of what we’re doing and who I’m with. I’d never been with anyone other than Ian and that had never felt this way. Before I can say anything or cover up my panties are completely gone and I feel his tongue moving back up my inner thigh and landing between my folds. I suck in air and try not to moan as my body clenches and unclenches. His tongue is pressed flat against my c**t and his hot breath is enticing me further although he’s barely done anything yet. I bite my lip as he pulls my c**t into his mouth sucking gently then nipping the swollen bud making the wetness grow and a loud moan escape me.

His arousal is evident as he grips my thighs hard and spreads my legs wider giving him better access, his mouth continues its magic and I feel him teasing my tight entrance with his fingers, first, one slips inside and I stifle a moan trying to contain myself; he works my p***y in ways I’ve never even imagined and I’m already on the cusp of an orgasm as he slides another finger inside making me gasp. He continues moving his fingers in and out of me and my release hits hard and fast but he doesn’t stop until my orgasm does making it last longer than it ever has. As he removes his fingers he licks them clean and dives back in lapping up all my juices.

I’m feeling so good I barely notice as he removes his clothes. As this god of a man climbs back on top of me my eyes are working double time trying to remember every detail of his perfect body. “You taste delicious, I can’t wait to savor more of you” he whispers huskily into my ear as he kisses my neck and jaw. I never knew those words could sound so sexy until this man said them. He positions himself at my opening and slowly rubs up and down my p***y spreading my juices over his large hard c**k my eyes flutter closed as I anticipate the fullness I know is coming. His hand goes around my throat and he applies gentle pressure “look at me” he almost growls. My eyes snap open at his demand and I bite my lip. “You’re mine Darlin” he breathes as he slams his full length into my tight wet p***y, and I come undone….

Carters POV

Ever since I saw her today I wanted to mate with her and the way she looked this evening had me fighting the urge to bring her right back into the cabin and f**k her before dinner.

I’m brought into the present as her walls envelop me and I can feel her body shudder as she tries to adjust to my size. I pause taking a moment to admire her beauty the soft flush of her cheeks and her n*****s taught among her perky breasts. The blush creeping up her body at my gaze makes me want to ravage her. Cain is at the forefront begging me to claim his mate. I dip my head low pulling her pebbled n****e into my mouth and giving it a gentle suck before nipping it lightly, her breaths are coming fast as I use my hand to twist her other n****e between my fingertips.

Slowly I pull my length from her core and slam back in making her moan, the slight part of her lips and the pure ecstasy on her face is driving me and Cain wild. If only she could see how perfect she looks. Needing to go deeper I lift her thick thighs in my hands and place her legs on my shoulders maneuvering our bodies so I’m penetrating her deeper and harder with every thrust.

This demure woman makes the dominant side, the animalistic side, fight for control and I flip her over face down ass up much to Cain’s liking. Her heart-shaped ass looks so good bared before me and I take the opportunity to smack it hard making her whimper. I rub her right cheek in slow circles alleviating some of the soreness before repeating my onslaught on the other side. Her whimpers become more of a moan and I ram my rock-hard c**k back into her dripping center.

The way her body jolts with each thrust has me gripping her hips harder. When she finds her rhythm she begins bouncing her ass back matching me thrust for thrust and making me fight the urge to spill myself inside of her. “You like that daddy” she purrs and I reward her with another slap to her cheeks. “Claim our mate, I want her to bare my mark.” I tune Cain out focusing on my mate, she’s so close. I feel her walls becoming tighter and I know she’s about to c*m again only this time, I’m following her. She lets out a breathless shaky moan and starts to collapse as her p***y milks my c**k for every last drop as my seed fills her…

Cassies POV

“Oh my god,” I say to myself as I collapse onto the bed. The pleasure I just felt is nothing like I’ve ever experienced and neither is this man. He slides onto the bed behind me and pulls me into his embrace, my back flush against his chest, and tingles erupt everywhere. The remnants of our lovemaking are evident from the sweat on our bodies and the chill from the ceiling fan. Goosebumps begin to cover my skin and as I wiggle backward I feel his manhood coming alive against my plump ass. How can he be ready to go again? Carter astonishes me. His hand slides between my thighs and his fingers brush the still-swollen bud of nerves. I feel myself yearning to have him inside me once again. Almost like he can hear my thoughts he whispers “I’m not through with you yet” before lifting my leg and positioning me so he can slide back into my wet p***y.

After the third round, Carter lies holding me peppering kisses across my forehead. His kisses trail down to the spot where Ian bit me and I hear him make a noise that sounds like a growl. I’m already too far gone trying to wrap my head around everything that’s happened tonight I don’t have a chance to contemplate the growl as I drift off to sleep in his embrace.

When I open my eyes I’m in the usual clearing only this time the wolf with Carter’s eyes is striding toward me.