Can He Be Tamed?

Chapter 17- unedited

I was being carried. By none other than my amazing mate. I breathed in his incredible mouthwatering, vision blurring, head spinning masculine scent. I almost moaned from the enticing scent.

I could feel the tingles shooting up from the backs of my thighs and my arm. He was carrying me bridal style. I clutched onto his shirt with one hand and clung to his neck with the other afraid he would put me down and then leave me again.

The sparks ran over my skin from a point on my wrist, I knew he was trying to get my hand loose but I clutched on tighter. Sorry hun.

When he touched me it was almost like electricity, like a current running between the two of us. I loved it. It shocked me, not literally but the feeling was the same without the pain.

I growled at him and tightened my grip, I heard him just sigh and then I my side was hitting the bed and I could feel a profound dip next to me. I couldn't help but let my lips curve a little bit.

I got comfortable without think about it, I snuggled into his side laying my head on his chest and pulling my thigh up over his rock hard torso and then I happily went back to sleep. The feeling of having him with me was how pizza tasted.

That's the only way I can describe it.

"I love you" I heard him say, or was that me? Did I say that.

"I love you too" I heard a deep voice reply. Oh shit. I did say that. He loves me, I could hear my wolf purring in satisfaction. I felt the killer bees in my stomach getting more intense.

I fell back asleep. I woke up surrounded in my mate's scent and I was hot, mostly from the insane amount of body heat he puts off. Like honestly he's like an indoor heater. I snuggled closer to him feeling him considerably go stiff as I pressed our bodies together.

I breathed in and went back to sleep. You would think it would be hard considering his physique was hard as rock, literally. It was like cuddling up with a stone, except he wasn't cold.

I woke up the second time and let my eyes drift open. I had my head buried in his neck and my hand clenching to his shirt, I had my thigh pulled over his rock hard torso. I unclenched my hand, my fingers were stiff from probably clutching onto him all night.

"Your awake" Tyse spoke.

I sat up keeping my thigh on him and my hand supporting my weight with my other arm. He wasn't going anywhere. Not any time soon.

"Your being friendly" I replied giving him a hard look.

He sighed looking at me. Just looking, he just studied my face. There was no expression on his face he was just staring intently at me like he was memorizing every part of my face. What if he was because ths is the last time we would be together because he's going to reject me? I attempted to keep my face cool and collected not letting the horror overtake my face, giving it all away.

If he was going to reject me I would show him actually how hurt I was. I wouldn't. I would be strong, in front of him and then completely crash later, without his presence.

"I am" was all he said his hand went to my thigh strewn over him, he ran his hand went up my thigh taking my shorts with up with it exposing my tanned bare skin. His hand covered the whole back and side of my thigh, his fingertips brushed the inside of my thigh lightly and I wanted so badly to moan and beg him to go further. But I held all my desire for him back.

I raised my eyebrows slightly and looked to his hand that was running up and down from the lining of my panties on my hip to my knee. His touch was soft and light. Goosebumps covered my body and I tried not to let the shiver that ran down my spine show.