Rejected, But Mine

I Am in Charge

Warning: Mature content ahead [18+]

As the late afternoon Sun spreads its golden glow over the beach, we wave back at the crowd that has gathered to watch our departure. I cheerfully wave at Ohm who is now hiding behind Luna Fong. I gasp and playfully glare at my mate when his hand around my waist squeezes my hip.

I watch with outright admiration at Arthit, how he eases La Lune out of the dock to the open waters. I unconsciously lick my lips watching the way his muscles ripple when he maneuvers the wheel with absolute reverence.

"Come here.", he orders without taking his eyes off the horizon which I enthusiastically obey. He grabs me between his legs and places my hands over the wheel where he was holding previously.

I grin widely when he moves the yacht with expertise , placing his hands over mine. I can feel the pull of the ocean water, the wind gaining power along with the roaring of the engines. But the grin was erased completely when he uttered his next words, "Here....", he removed his hands over mine. "Sail her.."

What????

"Arthit...", I gasp with horror. "I can't...I've never..".

He cuts me off with a smug smirk, " It's easy, Kongpob. Think like you're driving a car.".

"But I don't drive a car!!", I exclaim in panic.

"Then I would have to teach you...", he says standing next to me but not touching.

I stand rigid, tightly grasping the wheel when Arthit stands behind me, giving instructions, sometimes turning and adjusting the wheel and occasionally leaving kisses on my temples.

This is one of the most thrilling days of my life, of course the flying, mating... everything is so exciting that I can feel the adrenaline pumping through my veins.

I notice that we're surely not taking the same route since it's been almost thirty minutes since we have started sailing, and the guards are missing.

We anchor at the middle of nowhere as the Sun has prepared himself to set. Arthit gently takes my hand and leads me to the deck. Then I notice another small boat anchored away from us. I don't have to ask since it's evident that the vessel contains our guards. Why would he sent them away? My questions where answered when I felt fingers creeping under my shirt from behind, gently massaging my hips and navel.

"Do you like it?", he asks gently nipping my ear. I don't know which one he is asking about, the sailing or the ministrations of his fingers, but I nod anyway since I am enjoying both.

"Say it..I want to hear you.", he whispers taking my skin, where my mate mark is, between his lips.

"Y-Yes...", I hiss, leaning my head back on his shoulders as he sucks my skin with ferocity, sending the tremors straight to my groin. I turn my head capturing his lips between mine.

His tongue dives deeper into mine while his finger undoes the first button of my shirt. A growl escapes his lips as he parts with a bite on my lower lip.

"I want to breed you.", he hisses as his eyes burns ruby red. His words shoots to my nether region making me moist and hot . Panting hard, I close my eyes as his other hand strokes my aroused self over the fabric.

He readily bends down capturing my lips in another searing kiss, and we both moan in ecstasy which immediately breaks me out of the haze.

"Arthit....", I pant pulling back from the kiss. "We are outside, they can see us.".

"Who? Fishes and birds?", he smirks.

"No..the guards.", I roll my eyes at him.

"No..they won't. Trust me?", he asks quirking his eyebrow.