Destined to Be

Chapter Eleven: Honesty

Arms wrapped tightly around Dylan, I leaned up so we were face to face, "I'm so sorry."

Before he could say anything else I cut him off, "I know I keep saying that and to be honest with you I'm just surprised you have been so patient with me and my bullshit.  I shouldn't of said that; I trust you with everything which doesn't make sense because I don't know much about you, but it's okay."

"I know you, I trust you," I paused not knowing what else to say so I just kissed him.

Our lips met, even though I still wasn't sure what I was doing apparently it was right. Strong hands slid up my thighs, gripping them softly to wrap around his waist, our chests were pressed tightly together, one of our hands were intertwined together whilst our spare held onto each other.

I could feel him, I liked it, but unlike the last time (which was pretty much moments ago) this felt urgent.  And I know I trust him;I mean it's Dylan, but I just felt uncomfortable.

Placing my hands against his chest I go to gently push him away, just as Dylan pulls apart from our kiss, slowly placing kissing down my jaw and my neck. Getting to this one spot he seemed to like near my neck and collarbone he started kissing me deeply there.

I didn't expect it to feel that good, opening my mouth to call out his name it came out as a gasp. Growling, he pulled our lower halves tighter, his hands felt warm against my thigh, struggling through this hazy feeling I managed to gain control over my limbs.

Pushing his chest away, Dylan froze for a second, our bodies still connected but yet distanced.  Silently panting for air, I turned my head away from Dylan even though I could feel his stare as he adjusted himself to hover above me.

I was expecting his husky voice to flow over me, but there was a deeper darker note to it, "now that I have you my little mate, understand that I will never let you go."

Brows furrowed I look to see that Dylan's wolf to be in control, but the war was still visible in his eyes. Cupping his cheek, I let my fingers graze over the tiny whiskers growing there before leaning up to kiss his cheek.

"What makes you think I want you to let me go?"

Letting out a playful growl and a short laugh, he nuzzled into the crook of my neck, "good answer."

I knew he could hear my heart race, stupid thing had the tendency to do that whenever he was close to me. With the silence surrounding us it sounded even louder, thudded faster; "are you nervous, mate?"

Yes, "a litt-littl-e bit."

"Why?"

Head still burrowed into my neck, strong arms holding his muscular body above me, all I could feel was the breath he was blowing onto my neck.  "I don't know who you are-I-I mean, I do, but you're not Dylan."

"Guess he was right to keep me away from you," resting his forehead against my neck, he took a deep breath before letting out a low growl.  Strong arms used to distance themselves from me now held me close, "I'm sorry Rea, he's been pushing to meet you for so long and after our" he paused to pull away and kiss my cheek, gently rolling us to our sides; "-moment," I blushed, "I guess I let my guard down."

"Oh."

Laughing gently he pulled me closer, our noses brushing in an Eskimo kiss, "you know I was so close, to let him just do it."