The Wild One

Chapter Twenty Four-Unedited

“Alright babe we leave in an hour” Jase said coming in from working all day, I came out of my heat 3 days ago, thank god. Now I didn’t need tom ate him all the time I wanted to. Jase’s whole attitude had changed since we mated, he smiled more.

I sat up from laying on the couch listening to Aaron, Payda and Micah leave. We had been playing Black Ops all day. Aaron and I were almost inseparable when Jase wasn’t here, we talked to the elders about our bond, and they said they had never seen anything like it.  Payda’s real name was Elliot but I called him Payda because it sounded manlier than Panda Bear and it stuck. Now it seemed everyone in the pack was calling him Payda, he hated it at first but I guess he’s okay with it now.

Jase took his shoes off, and came and gently kissed my lips pulling away too fast. I grabbed his head and pulling him back in, crashing my lips to his. I laid back down slowly pulling him on top of me.

“I love it when you’re like this” he told me grinning stripping his shirt off and then doing the same to me.

I pulled Jase’s shirt on still breathing heavily like I had just run 50 miles. My soreness was already healing, I had grown accustom to the pain, not Jase’s largeness like I had hoped. My level of soreness after we mated ranged from me taking about 20 minutes to heal, or not be able to move for 5 minutes and then not be able to walk for a few hours. It all depended on Jase’s mood, and how gentle or rough he was.

I climbed over Jase pecking his lips and then stood up and stretched my stiff muscles out. Jase’s hand ran up my calf and then up my thigh as I stretched my arms out. He gripped the middle of my thigh, his hand just sitting there and he put his other hand behind his head and smiled up at the ceiling.

“I'm going to take a quick shower” I told him and went to our room. I had made the mistake of letting Jase pick my dress out. I haven’t actually seen it yet, but by the glint in Jase’s eye when I ask about it I'm assuming I don’t want to see it, much less wear it. I didn’t wash my hair because I washed it this morning and I shaved my legs.

I went to shut the water off, but a big hand grabbed my wrist. Jase kissed my tattoo on the back of my shoulder. I had gotten two new tattoos recently. One right under my hip bone, and another one on my shoulder. Jase wanted me to get his name tattooed somewhere, preferably on my ass, but naturally my response was hell no.

The one below my hip was a heart, and the one on my shoulder was the words ‘Aku Cinta Ana’ which means I love you. I got out pulling a towel around me.

“Jase where is my dress” I asked.

“Hold on I want to give it to you” he replied. I leaned against the counter waiting, watching Jase through the foggy glass door wash his hair and then body. I bit my lip willing myself not to go get back in the shower with him, reminding myself we were on a timed schedule.

I turned around and busied myself with brushing my teeth and stuff like that. I went and put on a red bra with black lace and a matching thong- another thing Jase picked out. We spent a whole day in a mall visiting clothes and shoe stores, me picking the stuff I liked and saying no to the sluttiest shit Jase could find and attempt to talk me into to trying it on. Key word attempt.

The deal was I get to pick out my every day clothes and shoes and Jase gets to pick out my dresses. I have to have dresses because Jase has to introduce me to all the other alpha’s, his parents, and he’s an alpha so he has lots of expensive dinner meetings that he attends. We ended up leaving with lingerie, new bras, and new panties. All I did was tell him my size and he did the rest.

I walked into our room looking to see if he set it on the bed or something. I went back in and he was in the closet in a pair of blue Calvin Klein boxers. He held up the sluttiest dress I have ever seen in my life, and my jaw dropped.