Blind Lycan

chapter 18.

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Is it just me whos in love with angel?

Dakotas pov

He tenses sighing "no" he murmurs looking away from me. Rejection hits me like a slap to the face only more painful.

Forcing a smile I nod and hide my pain hoping he won't see through my act. Moving to the other end of the tub I lean back closing my eyes peacefully.

I squeel as I'm pulled by my ankles, quickly taking a breath of air before I dragged under the water.

Sitting up seconds later I wipe my eyes before opening them with a frown. Within the blink of an eye lips are placed over mine, melting immediately into the kiss I wrap my arms around him, not caring that we're both naked as he pulls me closer. Pleasure sizzles in my veins, my heart pumping loudly in my ears.

"Angel.." I murmur pulling away slightly breathless. His hands tighten around my waist causing me to hold back a moan as our bodies rubbed together. He leans forwards kissing me again, he pulls away too soon only to plant small feathery kisses down my chin.

I tilt my head to the right to give him more access, closing my eyes in pleasure as he keeps going. He reaches my collarbone earning a small unexpected moan from me. He growls deeply, the vibrations from it shocking my body enough so that I moan again.

He kisses the same spot causing absolute pleasure to run through me. He pulls away slightly making me open my eyes.

"May I?" He murmurs, his eyes searching mine for confirmation.

I nod not daring to speak, biting my lip as he leans down. Sharp teeth graze my collar bone sending shivers through me. Before I can react they piece my skin.

I have no idea who started this whole thing where a werewolfs bite is the most pleasure able thing imaginable, because it's not. It fucking hurts, like, a lot.

I grit my teeth, my eyes watering slightly as pain registers not a second later. He sinks his teeth in deeper causing me to grab his shoulders, my finger nails embedding themselves into his skin.

Thankfully he slowly removes his teeth, I wince as my mark throbs painfully, looking down I see blood running from the wound.

"Pleasurable my ass" I mutter annoyed, however I do feel a lot more connected to him. Happiness and pride enters me and it's not mine. So clearly it's his, awesome, we feel each others emotions.

"Did I hurt you?" He asks worriedly, his hand reaching to touch it. I slap his hand away instantly with a glare, hurt hits my chest.

Grunting I wrap my arms around his neck and lean my head on his chest.

"Sorry, and it'll heal in a few days" I shrug giving him a small happy smile. His eyes dance with a new light, one he didn't have when we met.

"Sorry" he mutters, his lips gently kissing my hair. I smile slightly, this is what mates are supposed to be like.