Lucian
She looked so wild and sexy dancing on her own. I watched her from afar on the second level with a few guys from where I live. Noir was happy each time she growled at a male trying to dance with her.
I watched in agony, trying to hold myself back until the clock hit midnight at least. I didn't want to be one of the guys she whipped with her ponytail. That ponytail was mine to wrap my fist around and tug. That body was mine to touch, not theirs.
"I'm so screwed." I said to myself before downing my beer and making my way to her on the dance floor.
As I got closer to her the scent of pie and vanilla got more intense. My nostrils were flaring and anyone who was a wolf around us would know in a few moments that we were mates. Thank fucking goddess.
Slipping my hands high over her hips, I didn't want to scare her, but my hands slid down feeling her tight body pulling her back to me. In her heels she was almost as tall as me - perfect height to taste her and nibble at her neck and earlobe before she turns around and I'm busted.
"Fuck." She cursed as she rolled her hips and stuck her ass out, like she needed to do that to feel the hard-on I was sporting. "You are intoxicating." Her nostrils flared and I knew she meant my scent but I couldn't help it.
"Me or the alcohol?" I said gravely, teasing her with my words and moves. My mouth sucked, licked, and playfully bit her earlobe.
"You." She turned but her eyes were closed. "Definitely you." I nipped at her jawline. Noir and I enjoyed how breathy and sultry she sounded. Every little noise she made turned me on even more, as if that was possible.
Billie Elish's song Bad Boy filled the club. It was mixed so it sounded like house music. I took her ponytail one of the ways I thought of and turned her head so I had her positioned so her long neck was more exposed to me. I whispered the chorus as I kissed her more and tugged her hair harder. Her hands went into my hair pulling me closer.
She likes it a bit rough. I'll show my mate rough.
I found a sensitive spot on her neck and sucked it only letting the skin go after my teeth had bit her harder, not hard enough to mark a mate but harder than the playful bites I had been teasing her with.
Tonight I'm Fuckin' You by Enrique Iglesias was perfect for how my other hand was playing on her inner thigh moving up.
"Tonight I'm fucking you. Mate. I want to rip this off of you." I said as I played with the hem of her dress.
She nodded as much as she could with my hand still fisting her hair. "Do it. Mate."
It took everything in me not to take her right then and there. That's all I needed to hear. I held her hand and went to lead her out of the club when I felt her stop.
"Mr. Knight?! What?! How?!" I could smell her arousal but saw the shock and disbelief on her face. This isn't how I wanted to tell her. No. If that were true I wouldn't have followed her to the club and walked over my student like a creepy sex offender.
I was really hoping she wouldn't see my face until we got outside, or even better while we made out in the back of a cab.
"I don't know, Tessa. Look, let me at least get you back to the pack house." As her mate I didn't like the idea of leaving her here without my mark.
She shook her head but started walking towards the door without my hand holding hers. My heart hurt when I wasn't touching her.
Once we were outside she ordered an Uber from the club to the house where the bus picks up the kids for school. My mate was not walking all that way back to the pack house in those heels. They looked good and I wanted them digging into my backside while I fucked her roughly. I think she'd like that too.
"What's so funny?" Her question brought me out of my lustful fantasy. I must have been smiling. How could I not?! My mate was the very definition of sin. So sexy.
"N-nothing." I reached for her hand again but she backed away.
"Really? Nothing? Because it looks like I'm going home with my high school art teacher who knew who I was when we met earlier this week. Is that what's got that smug look on your face."
"Ha. You don't wanna know." I cleared my throat and rubbed the back of my neck while waiting for the Uber. "I mean I want you to want to know but you are off limits."
"No duh shithead." She might bite my head off but honestly any contact would be welcomed at this time. "How many of your students have you fucked?"
"Woah, it's not like that. I've never done this with a student but you are my mate, so although it's taboo for humans, the matebond isn't something easy to fight. The Moon Goddess paired us. I don't fuck my students." That accusation hurt.
"So you don't want to fuck me?"
I can't win! "What do you want me to say?"
"The truth." The Uber was pulling up and I opened the door for her.
Holding her upper arm so I could pull her close to me. "Yes. I want to fuck you. I want you so much this week was torture. But you need to come to terms with this so let's get you home and talk this weekend."
I couldn't interpret her facial expression but I wished I could. Getting her back and letting her go might shatter me but it's what has to happen. We pulled up to the house and got out of the Uber. The guy could definitely feel the tension between us. When his car was out of sight we started walking on the gravel, wobbling and trying not to break her heel or roll her ankle.
I'm her mate. She might hate me right now but I'm getting her home in one piece. I waited until she was distracted and threw her over my shoulder.
"What do you think you are doing?!"
"Being a good mate." I chuckled as her fists hit my back.
"Put me down!"
"I wouldn't want you or this pretty little outfit that you'll never wear out in public again in one piece." I growled as I looked over and saw her lace panties. Her dress was too short.
"You don't own me. You can't tell me what to do!"
"That's where you are wrong little mate. I saw how responsive you were to me while we danced."
"More like molested by my teacher."
"Hey!" I spanked her, shocking the both of us. Heat and arousal surrounded my senses. I was clinging onto the last thread of control I had over Noir.
"Whatever." And that's all she said to me until I put her down in front of her parents door.
"Tessa, happy birthday." I said as I put her on her own two feet and kissed her forehead. I wanted so much more. Noir wanted to break loose. I swallowed all the words I wanted to say but knew right now wasn't the time.
"Thanks, Lucian." Hearing my name come from her mouth made my heart burst in the best way. I couldn't help but smile wide. She closed the door and I walked out of the pack house with a shit-eating-grin on my face.
She said my name. My first name. I knew at that moment I was in love with Tessa. My wolf and I lusted after our mate but I knew for sure we were in love with our mate.
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My Fated Mate
مستذئبTessa Howell turned 18 a week into her senior semester. She was depressed because her ex boyfriend, Luke, had found his mate on his birthday back in July. He had been her best friend since childhood and they had given themselves to one another certa...
