Chapter 24

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Chapter 24

Marc

 

            When you are not mated, and you see a pair of mates all lovey-dovey touchy, it makes you sick to the stomach. Yea, it's that disgusting it gives you the I-will-never-let-that-happen-to-me moment. That is, until you find your own mate. That's when you finally understand how it's comfortable, and right, and amazing, and you just have to because your mate is right there and you just have to.

I finally understood.

            I don't think I had ever felt more bliss then when Dakoda had first touched me. I mean, my wolf had been craving it for so long, and now? That was bliss. But when I kissed her, when I finally kissed her? God, this couldn't even be described. There just aren't words to explain how a wolf feels towards his mate. There was no way to even begin to describe how I was feeling, but I'd try.

            Dakoda gasped against my lips the second they connected with hers. One of my hands went behind her neck, tangling into any of the soft hair I could possibly get my fingers around, while my other hand cupped her cheek. A slow fire seemed to spread throughout me, and I just couldn't believe how…how…I don't know. I couldn't think. My thoughts were scattered like a thousand pieces, and all I could do was kiss her.

            My wolf was howling inside my head, making no move to shut up. I almost didn't want him to. I felt one of Dakoda's arms go to my shoulder, a gentle push against me, but I just wouldn't let her go.

I couldn't even if I had wanted to, which I most definitely did not.

            Instead, I deepened the kiss, feeling a low groan deep in my throat. The pressure on my shoulder stopped, and I felt as she wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling herself closer. I pressed against her, feeling as if there was no way I could ever be close enough. Dakoda gasped again, this time in pain as a strangled noise left her throat, her whole body tensing. I froze, pulling away from her, panting as I tried to catch my breath.

            "Are you ok?" I whispered, my voice was strangely low. Dakoda's eyes were watering, and she hugged her torso. Had I hurt her?

            "Fine." She gasped hoarsely with her jaw clenching as she doubled over slightly. "I told you, I just slept funny."

She's lying, my wolf growled as a dull ache in my abdomen sparked when I felt her pain.

            Trying to be careful, I cupped her chin, lifting it up so she was looking me straight in the eyes. I didn't believe her, and I knew that she knew I didn't. "I could help you if you would tell me what's going on." I murmured. "I could help your pain." She jerked her head away from me, looking at the ground with burning eyes. "Hey." My voice was gentle.

You were never like this before.

'Neither were you, lover boy. '

I am not a 'lover boy'.

'Yea?'

The correct term is lover wolf, genius.

‘That just sounds stupid.’

            "Would you please just tell me?" I asked, leaning down so she could see my face when I said it. Why wouldn't she just tell me the truth already? Why wouldn't she tell me anything?

            "If I thought you needed to know, I would tell you." Her voice was harsh, eyes gleaming defensively. "It's none of your business." It was noticeable when she hugged her ribs tighter.

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