The Healer’s Mate

Dance

Ben POV

The lights were strung across the yard behind the pack house. A large dance floor had been brought out and a stage created for the band. I watched people file in I scanned the crowd for my mate. I finally found her at the edge of the party. She was breathtaking in a long emerald green gown that hugged her hips making my mouth water. I’d spent most of the week avoiding her but tonight I couldn’t. 

She wrapped her arms around herself as she looked out into the woods. I caught her scent and couldn’t take it anymore. 

“Hey” I said walking up behind her. She must have known it was me because she answered without looking back.

“Hi” 

“How do you like the party?” 

“It’s nice,” she was short but I didn’t blame her. 

“Do you want to dance?” She snapped her head around when she registered what I asked. She eyed me for a minute until her eyes softened.

“Yeah, sure.” 

I led her out onto the dance floor and she looked around uncomfortably before letting me take her hand in mine. I slipped one hand around her waist and I heard her suck in a deep breath. I kept us in time with the music, moving us slowly across the floor. 

“You can relax, I’m not going to bite,” I smirked.

“You sure?” She met my eyes. I could have gotten lost in them all night. 

“Are you learning a lot here?” I changed the subject. 

“Quite a bit.” 

“Jane, look at me,” I tilted her chin up to meet my eyes. I was so entranced with them that I forgot where we were. My body acted before I could stop myself as I touched my lips to hers. Sparks flew as she opened her mouth for me to slip my tongue past her lips. She tasted heavenly and all I could think about was the feeling of her underneath my hands. Reluctantly I pulled my lips from hers as the song ended. She smiled up at me and I saw redness fill her cheeks. I couldn’t help but smile back. 

I glanced over her shoulder and my stomach dropped. My father was glaring at me from his seat. I dropped me hands to my side and walked away from her and into the house without another word. 

Jane POV 

The kiss was still on my lips by the time Ben was gone. I watched him storm back to the pack house on a mission. Anger started rising in my chest. Why the hell did he think he could just use me and leave? I followed his scent through the house and down a long corridor on the first floor. I stopped at a door at the end of the hall. This had to be his room. I balled my fist and slammed it against the door. Five knocks later the door opened. Ben stood there with his shirt unbuttoned. His hair was messed from what looked like running his hands through it. 

“What the hell is wrong with you?” I demanded. He looked over my head before grabbing my arm and pulling me in to his room. 

“Why are you here?” He countered.

“Are you kidding me? You’re the one that’s so hot and cold. You think this is a joke? That you can do whatever you want?” I knew I probably looked and sounded insane but I didn’t care. Ben stood in front of me with his mouth open.

“No, I... look Jane, I’m really sorry,” he said swallowing hard. 

“That’s all you’ve got? Sorry? This is my life, Ben, this isn’t some game to me. If you’re not interested in being my mate then reject me, but don’t keep me hanging on hoping someday you’ll decide.” I made my way back to the door.  His hand on mine turned me back around. I met his gaze as he searched my eyes for something. 

Instead of finding his words, his lips crashed into mine. He pulled me flush with his front and placed warm kisses down my neck, resting on the soft spot between my neck and shoulder. I leaned my head to the side to give him a better angle and ran my hand up through his hair grabbing a fistful of it. A low growl escaped his lips and he reached for the zipper down the back of my dress. His slipped the straps off the my shoulders and it fell to the floor. I saw his eyes darken as he realized I wasn’t wearing a bra or underwear. He gazed up and down my body. I started to feel a little self conscious being the only one naked in the room and absent mindedly moved to cover myself with my arms. 

“Don’t do that,” Ben growled before moving to slip an arm under my knees and behind my back to carry me to his bed. He dropped me on the black comforter before shrugging out of this shirt and pants so all he was wearing were his boxers. My eyes followed his perfectly toned abs and chest hungrily waiting for more. I traced his pecks with my hands and he brought his mouth down to mine again. I could feel myself getting wetter by the second and when he drug his fingers up my leg and in between them, I thought I was going to die. He slipped one finger inside of me and my hips involuntarily shot up. He grinned against my lips and started to suck on my neck again. I pulled at the hem of his underwear until he sprang free. Grabbing his long c**k I ran my hand up and down before he couldn’t take it anymore. He covered my body with his and slowly pushed his way inside. I could feel myself stretching around him and let out an involuntary gasp.

“More” I begged him and he obliged. We moved in sync until the tension that was built up in my belly released and I saw stars with Ben coming to his own release seconds later. 

He rolled off onto his back right next to me. I rolled to my side and smiled at him. For the first time, he genuinely returned a smile back at me before placing another kiss on my lips. I snuggled up close to his chest, nuzzling into his neck and breathed him in all night.