Mated

Chapter 8

Zoey’s POV

I was smiling as I entered the café, unable to calm my racing heart.

Seth’s eyes blazed as he watched me, an eyebrow raised in question.

“You seem happy?” he mused as I tied my apron.

Humming a yes, I began cleaning the tables.

“Spill, I know something happened.”

Ignoring him I focused on the tables.

“Z…” he whined.

“Please, you have to tell me. Was it Hunter? I have his number, I can call him.” He threatened as he reached for his phone.

“Fine.”

Cheering Seth sat, his head resting on his hands.

“We ran into him at the park. He explained everything and I agreed to give him one more chance.”

“So, you’re going on another date?”

“I don’t know, I gave him my number.” I admitted, sitting down beside him.

For a second Seth sat there silently, his fingers brushing against his chin as he thought.

“So, you trust him now? Even after all the weird crap his family did?”

Did I trust him?

A part of me does, the same part that wants to be near him. But the rest of me is remaining optimistically cautious.

After Sam, I can’t risk allowing myself to be controlled or completely dependent on anyone.

“I’m not sure. I want to trust him, and I can’t blame him for the things his family said.”

Seth nodded as I spoke, listening intently.

“Makes sense, he did seem genuine when he came to look for you.”

As a group of students walked in, we both went back to work.

The rest of the day my mind stayed on Hunter, hoping I truly could trust him.

By the end of my shift, I must have checked my phone a hundred times.

He hadn’t called or texted me. Nothing all day.

Maybe he wasn’t as keen as I had thought he was.

Sighing, I packed my things and closed up the café.

The sun had long gone down, leaving the dim streetlights to aluminate my way home.

As I walked down the narrow high street, I began to quicken my pace.

The back of my neck began to burn, as if someone were staring at me.

My heart began to race as the sound of footsteps echoed in the darkness.

Without hesitating I pushed my legs to go faster.

Running I bounded up the stairs to my apartment, slamming the door behind me.

Panting I hunched over, my hands gripping my knees.

What the hell just happened?

Tentatively I moved the curtains, peeking out the window.

There’s nothing there, the street is completely empty.

I must have imagined it.

Shaking my head, I made myself dinner.

Trying to ignore the pit forming in my stomach.

By the time I was getting into bed, the strange events from earlier had faded from my mind.

My phone buzzed as I put my head on the pillow.

As my heart started to race, I reached for it. A smile spreading over my lips as I read the text.

H – Hello love, how was your shift?

Smiling, I decided to have a little fun. After all, he had kept me waiting all day.

Z – Who is this?

H – The guy you agreed to a date with.

A giggle left my lips as I typed my reply.

Z – Jason?

Instantly, my phone buzzed.

H – No.

Z – Jacob?

Again, his reply was instance.

H – No

Z – Hmm, Danny?

H – Seriously? How many guys are you dating?

Z – I think that’s everyone.

H – I’ll give you a hint, I was the best s*x of your life.

Z – Oh, hi Declan.

As I pressed send, I couldn’t help laughing.

I could practically feel him glaring at the phone.

H – Who the hell is Declan?

Laughing, I watched him type and type. Waiting to see what he would write.

As my doorbell rang, I jumped. He didn’t? why would he come all the way here?

Answering it, I kept my voice as calm and innocent as I could.

“Hello Hunter?”

“Who is Declan?” he growled.

Biting my lip, I rolled my eyes.

“Just a friend. Why do you ask?”

When he didn’t reply, I began to worry I had gone too far.

His eyes burned holes in my skin as he glared.

“The best s*x of your life huh?”

Biting my lip, I pretended to consider it for a second before replying. “Maybe not.”

Smirking, he grinned. But before he could get too many ideas, I said.

“Jason would probably be the best s*x… but Declan is a close second.”

Glaring, he began to argue. Only to stop as his eyes took me in.

His eyes trailed down my body, darkening as he took in my very short, thin red chemise.

Walking through the door, he slammed it behind him, his eyes never leaving me.

“What are you doing?” I whispered as he grabbed my arms, pushing me against the wall as his legs caged me in.

“Making you forget all about them.” he whispered in my ear, his teeth grazing my neck.

A moan slipped through my lips as he pressed himself against me.

His hand moved down my body, caressing my skin, before settling on my core.

His fingers circled my c**t as he teased me. My hips bucked, pressing myself onto his hand, pleading.

“Please.” I whispered against his neck. In one quick movement, he lifted me up. Ripping my panties off before he wrapped my legs around his waist.

He shuffled out of his jeans, me remaining in his arms.

His lips captured mine as his member pressed against my entrance.

As I pressed myself against him, trying to get him inside me, he stopped me.

“Patience, love.”

With a huff I simply nodded, allowing him to tease me mercilessly.

His lips captured mine again as his hands roamed my body.

One landing on my chest, massaging gently as the other landed on my mound.

The heat of his hand pressed against me, torturing my already swollen bud.

“Please.” I whimpered.

My voice barely audible.

With a smirk he positioned himself, holding me steady as he thrust completely inside of me.

His lips captured mine, his tongue dominating mine as he brutally thrusted in and out.

Showing no exhaustion or want to slow down as he gripped me in his arms.

My arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer to me, as I ran my fingers through his hair.

A moan slipped through my lips as I shattered around him, my walls tightening on him.

With a growl he filled me, warming me from the inside out.

He rested his forehead against mine as our breathing slowed.

With one last quick kiss, he slowly pulled out of me.

But instead of putting me on my feet, he carried me to my room.

As soon as I was comfortable, he joined me in the bed. His arms wrapping around me. My body fit perfectly against his as we laid under the blanket. My head resting on his arm.

With a sigh I fell into a deep satisfied sleep.