The Rejected Wolf

Chapter 14

Andy POV

Last night was the best night of my life, I met my mate and finally told a secret I'd held onto for ten years. A secret I had thought would get me rejected, again, but instead, he said he wanted me, he said I was perfect. My perfect night was topped off when Logan told me he loved me! I couldn't believe it, I still can't believe it.

The rest of the night was spent making out in his room, exploring each other. I love my life; I'm with a godlike man who loves me as I am and is currently sound asleep next to me, his arm possessively wrapped around me. It feels like I've found my other half, found the person I truly need.

"What are you thinking about, little one?" Logan sleepily asked, pulling me into a bear hug.

"I was thinking how lucky I am and how your scent was making me hungry." His eyes changed, darkening as he moved on top of me and grabbed my hair pulling me towards him, his lips crashing on mine.

He always makes me forget everything when he kisses me, and I'm lost in a world of desire for him, for the way he touches me.

"Hungry huh, little one? What is it you're hungry for?" He asked in that deep voice that I'm starting to love so much.

"Chocolate, specifically those chocolates you gave me in the hospital, they were amazing," I said honestly.

Laughing, he stared at me, his eyes shinning.

"What made you think of those chocolates?"

"That's your scent to me, the smell of those chocolates."

With an arched eyebrow, he smirked at me. "I suppose I shouldn't be surprised your favourite scent would be chocolate..."

"Technically handsome, it's the chocolate you gave me. What do I smell like to you?" I asked curious.

"Popcorn, specifically the caramel one we had when we watched that ghost movie." He put his nose to my neck and breathed in me, making me shiver.

"Are you sure that's all you're hungry for, little one?" he slid his hand underneath my shirt, making me moan as his fingers reached my nipple, twisting it.

He chucked again and moved his mouth to my neck, running his tongue down my shoulder where his mark would be one day. I couldn't hold back the moan that escaped from my mouth as he bit down lightly, playfully.

"Hmm."

How is he so good at making me feel like this?

I felt sparks on my skin everywhere he touched me, it was the opposite of painful, like a tickle that made my nerves light up. My mate, therefore, made anywhere he touched me feel ten times better than anyone else because we were one and the same, because of the bond between us.

In another breathtaking kiss, his hands reached down to my waist. I used the extra moving space to move us, so I was positioned on top.

"I'm impressed, little one. Just how strong are you?" he chuckled at me.

While I was bending down kissing him, I ran my hands through his hair, yanking it. I stopped kissing him, he growled, trying to follow me.

"Don't worry handsome, I'm not going anywhere," I told him as I pulled my shirt over my head.

He looked at me, his eyes darkening even more.

"You're beautiful Andy."

When I blushed, his grin widened.

"Not that I don't like you straddling me, but I like you better under me." he grabbed me and turned me over as he talked.

I kissed him again and moved my hands down to his chest, pulling his shirt over his head and throwing it a cross the room.