Rejected but still desired

Strong arms

Selena POV:

I was shaking as I looked up at the strong arms that caught me. Ethan. "What are you doing here?" I asked as I pushed off him. He didn't seem to hear my question as his nose was sniffing the air around me and then he growled. Pushing me against the wall aggressively, "why do you smell like him?" His eyes were midnight black, his wolf close to the surface. "It's none of your business," I breathed out. He growled again as I stared into his black eyes, for some reason, I wasn't afraid. The smell of mint was comforting me and weirdly enough I did not mind him being so close right now. The knots in my stomach had seemed to magically untangle itself when he caught me in his arms. I felt safe and warm and I did not have the energy to fight with him. He pressed his face into my neck and whimpered, this was all so strange but for some reason it wasn't bothering me, if anything, I was getting aroused.

I started to slide my free hand up his arm, feeling his burning hot skin. He growled again but this time softer, like he was announcing to me that I was his. "I don't like that you smell like him," he breathed out as he pressed his forehead against mine, "I'm sorry," I heard myself apologizing before I could even process it. He pushed his face closer to mine, our noses touching. My heart was beating with anticipation but for what I am not sure. I felt myself looking at his lips and he was looking at mine. "Selena," he breathed out and I closed my eyes, "Ethan," I whispered and then I felt his warm breath tickle my lips before his soft lips touched my own. It was gentle and sweet and this one kiss seemed to melt me, it seemed to consume me and take over completely. This kiss continued to go on and a moan escaped my lips, Ethan pulled away and stared at me deeply before his hands travelled up to my throat, holding me firmly, his thumb over my pulse. "Selena, there is so much that I want to tell you," he said and I pressed my finger to his lips, "I don't want to know, I just want to enjoy this moment without reality crushing me." He looked torn but eventually seemed to give in to my request as his lips returned to mine.

His hands travelled my body, undoing the dress and letting it fall to the ground in a puddle. I shivered as the cold air brushed against my bare n*****s, hardening them. I could feel myself growing wetter, he was doing something to me that I couldn't understand. His hands were travelling up the sides of my hips to my firm breasts. My n*****s were stiff against his rough palms, I couldn't help but moan aloud, he growled possessively and I opened my eyes, to meet an equal pair of lust.

He grabbed me and pulled me firmly against him, I could feel the bulge in his pants and was doing everything in my power to not grind against him right now. He started kissing me more and more now, his lips trailing towards my neck. My wetness was growing and growing and then he stopped at the spot where my mate should mark me.

My mate... Oh my Goddess! With the little strength that I could muster I pushed him off. "Ethan stop!" I exclaimed as I turned around, looking for something to cover myself with, he growled in response but didn't come closer, "what's wrong?" He asked and I felt nervous bring this up, "I'm saving myself," I said as I found a shirt on my bed and pulled it on over my head before turning around, "from what?" He asked confused, "not from anything or anyone, just for my mate!" I exclaimed and a smile spread instantly across his lips. "Why are you smiling like that?" I asked annoyed, "no reason. I'm just really happy that you're saving yourself for your mate," he smiled. "Okay, well, with that, what are you doing in my room?" I asked and he blushed, "we had a date remember," I couldn't help the smile that crept across my lips, "did we?" I asked feigning forgetfulness, "we did." He smiled as he stepped closer and wrapped his arms around my waist. "Remember!" I scolded him, "my mate!" He chuckled and gripped me tighter, "I'm sure he won't mind," I c****d an eye brow at his response, unable to decipher the tongues that he was speaking in.

"So about that date?" He smiled coyly, "would you like to go right now?" He asked, I could imagine what I looked like, with eyes as big as saucers and my jaw hanging so low, it was probably touching the floor. "Can we even go right now?" I asked and he pressed his forehead against mine, "if that is what you wish." I could smell his minty scent wrapping around me, making me forget I was standing in front of the soon to be Alpha of a pack that had abused me since I could remember and I seemed to forget that I was in a tshirt with underwear and nothing else.

"I want to go," I whispered and he smiled and lifted my chin, forcing me to look him in his eyes. "You can ride my wolf," he said and I felt myself turn a few shades redder. He laughed flirtatiously, "I like making you blush," he commented as he bent down and kissed my cheek. "I promise you won't regret coming," he smiled and I already regretted saying that I would wait for my mate. I sighed and nodded and his smile widened.