Chapter Eleven - Ian

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Chapter Eleven - Ian

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A raspy gasp leaves my lips, my back slowly arching off the soft bed, my fingers gripping the sheets as if my life depended on it.

Right now, it did.

The warm breath against my skin, the sizzling heat being left behind after every touch, the oh so gentle but dominant hold that was placed over my body. I couldn't think, couldn't see, couldn't do anything but beg. Beg until every single little cell in my body had been caressed and driven over the edge.

"Nate."

It was the only thing I could manage to say, the only thing I really wanted to say. His response was a bite just on the inside of my thigh with just enough strength to make me gasp in pain- and pleasure.

"God" I cry out in response, my legs starting to tremble in delight and my chest heaving with heavy breaths. My fingers release the bed and reach down and grip his wavy locks before giving a rough tug. Nate snarls in response, his body climbing over me and our eyes meet. A part of me- just a small part of me- was self conscious about how out of control I was, but it wasn't enough to make me want to stop him.

I lick my lips and couldn't stop myself from staring at his own, up to his eyes, back down to his lips. Nate leans down the tiniest bit, our gasping breaths meeting and I fully expected him to finally kiss me and take my breath away.

He doesn't.

Instead, his lips meet my jaw followed by a nibble then down along my neck- also followed by another nibble. His right hand reached back down and grabbed my fully erect cock in his warm hand before slowly giving it a stroke. Anticipation made my blood boil again and I found myself arching into his touch, begging for the sweet release an orgasm would bring. His hand picked up the pace- as did my breathing- and it wasn't long before that pressure in my lower abdomen reached its peak.

And at the same time, Nate bit down hard on his mark on my shoulder.

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"Your hair is still wet" a voice comments from somewhere on my left. I hum an answer but say nothing as I continue to eat my cereal. "You don't have towels?"

"I have towels, Cody" I finally say as he continued with a different question when I didn't answer.

"Oh" he mumbles before finally entering my line of vision and taking a seat across the counter from me. "How was your day?"

A small twinge of desire pooled in my stomach, my body tensing the tiniest bit in response. It definitely hadn't gone the same way as my dreams were lately, but his hands had still been over my body. He had still driven me over the edge- if only to stall the burning pain of resisting this so called mating.

"Fine" I bite out in annoyance while avoiding any possible eye contact. He and I had  just gone our separate ways for the day and he was already sneaking his way into my head again. At this rate I was going to go insane.

"You smell like Nate" Cody finally says after a long moment of silence. That makes my eyes meet his in confusion. "Did you mate?"

"No" I snap in annoyance while releasing my spoon and pushing away from the counter. "We didn't. Can everyone get off my ass about it?"

"But you smell like him?" He asks as he followed me out of the kitchen. "It usually means mates complete the bond. That they had sex."

I turn around shushing him with a look around the hall. It didn't matter how much I told him to whisper- these animals heard everything if this morning hadn't cleared that up for me. Everyone knew everything here. It's like they didn't know how to mind their own business.

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