Moon God Mates

Chapter13

IRIS’ POV:

Our kiss deepens, growing more hungry, his touch soft and caring yet the electricity sends shivers down my spine. How does this kiss feel so perfect? So magnetic? I can’t pull away even if I wanted to, which I don't. I sway on my feet, my knees buckling from his touch. Mason must feel it too because he pushes my back against the dresser; pressing his hard body into mine while our tongues dance together.

He rubs his hands up my thighs and sucks in a sharp breath. I can feel the effect I have on him and it runs as deep as the one he has over me. Mason breaks our kiss causing a whine to leave my lips at the loss of contact.

When our eyes meet I can tell he is asking for permission again. Whatever he is looking for in my eyes he must find because he comes back in kissing me harder and hungrier. My hands roam his hard chest while he starts unbuttoning my shirt; making our way to the bed. I drop onto it looking up at the gorgeous man standing above me and taking me in. His glare sets my skin on fire but also makes me so hyper-aware of how vulnerable I feel right now. I want him to want me; more than I have ever wanted anything before. My hands go up self-consciously covering myself.

“Don’t do that” Mason’s husky voice sends me right back over the edge. “You’re f*****g perfect, now show me.”

I slowly move my hands away. He leans over me meeting my lips again; I match him with the same passion and he lets out a small noise in the back of his throat; almost like a growl. He is kissing down my neck. I can't help the moans that leave my mouth,

“Ma-Mason,” I beg, not sure what I am begging for I just want... no I need… more.

I jump when the door flings open and Cole stumbles in, “Dude my wolf kicked Ravi’s ass today. You should have seen it.” Cole freezes up; in the compromising situation he just caught us in. I immediately slip out from under Mason and pull the shirt closed across my chest.

Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God.

I feel my cheeks burn with embarrassment. “Well screw the wolf show, look at the show we were missing here.” Cole leans against the doorway and gives a low whistle; the jerk.

I look over at Mason who seems to finally compose himself “Get the hell out Cole.” Mason's voice holds so much authority it makes me shiver. It seems to have the same power over Cole too because he leaves in an instant; leaving the door wide open behind him. Great.

What am I doing? Everything hits me at once. What the hell am I doing? I don’t do this; sleep with someone on the first date. What has come over me? I look over at the clock on the nightstand seeing it is just past midnight.

“I should go, it's pretty late.” I hurry to the door and make my way down the stairs to where I left my bag and wet clothes. I head toward the bathroom to change but Mason's body blocks my way.

“I'll just change and be on my way.” I try to move past him avoiding any eye contact because for one I am embarrassed and two looking at him might drag me right back up to his room and pick up where we left off.

“You don’t have to go, Cole’s just immature.” He moves my hair behind my ear, “He does this all the time.”

Anger overcomes me as I remember the awkward moment when I walked in on him too. He does this all the time huh?

“Yeah, I guess this does happen to you a lot doesn't it!” I turn on my heel and storm out of the house.

Stupid frat house; stupid men. I was stupid for coming here.

“Wait, Iris!” Mason runs behind me and catches me right at my car door; locking me between the door and him. I turn to meet his eyes, giving him my death stare. This hurts so much more than I thought it would.

“That’s not what I meant at all. I just meant that he is inappropriate all the time.” His eyes are pleading, but full of truth because somehow I truly know I would see it in his eyes if he was lying. “I think he was dropped on his head too many times as a baby.” he tries to lighten the mood and it works.

I hold back my laugh, “I’m not like this, I mean I don’t do this.” I gesture between the two of us. “I don’t know what came over me.”

“Well, I’m glad to hear that, because I don’t want to hear about you kissing someone else the way you just kissed me,” Mason cups my cheeks and all of my anger melts away.

I am glad the rain stopped or we would be drenched out here. “Iris, I know you feel what’s between us. We're connected; no need to fight it anymore.” he smiles at me.

“What do you mean we're connected?”

Mason rubs my cheek with his thumb, “There is so much I want to tell you, so much I need to show you.” he kisses my forehead, “But all in good time; I promise you.”

“What do you need to tell me? Tell me now.” I’m breathless.

“Iris, can you just trust me? Trust what you feel between us and I will tell you everything you need to know but not tonight my love, tomorrow. Can you do that? Just wait for me, tomorrow.”

I would be lying if I said it was hard to agree to trust Mason. Trusting people does not come easily for me, but with Mason it does. I know I can trust him, something inside me tells me that he has my best interest in mind.

I smile at Mason, giving him the answer he wants with my eyes, he lets go of my face and the cold comes back. I look down seeing that I am still in his shirt. “I should probably change before I go.”

“No need, you can keep the shirt; it looks better on you than it does on me.”

Mason leans down and kisses me gently on the cheek then helps me into the driver's seat. I have to get out of here before my body tells me to stay. As if Mason is thinking the same thing he starts walking away.

Cole’s words repeat in my head, I roll down my window, “Mason?” I call, “What did your brother mean earlier when he said wolf fight? You guys don't fight animals do you?”

He chuckles low before turning away from me again, yelling over his shoulder “All in good time, Love.”

What the hell does that mean?