The Alpha's mate

Chapter 10-Kidnapped by fate

I slowly woke up expecting to have a hangover from maybe drinking too much or maybe a stomach ach. To be in my own bed and any minute my brother would knock on my door and tell me how the party because I was too drunk to remember.

And what happened I would a have preferred the hangover. I woke up not in my own room. But with a beyond handsome man that held an intense starting contest. His beautiful hazel green eyes bore into my small blue ones making me feel self conscience. He rested his weight on his one elbow on the bed with me making his muscles bulge and show under is thin black shirt. He had perfect cut brown hair that was just not to long but not too short. He let his mouth curl up in a beautiful stunning smile. It was like I had tunnel vision.

"Good morning my beautiful anima." his voice was smooth deep and husky. "I trust that you sleep well?"

Was that a question, what did he just call me? Was I in a dream? I had to be. I think I couldn't have possibly slept with this dude, my brother wouldn't have allowed me to go home with a random person. Maybe I can wake myself up. But this felt too real to be a dream.

My mouth opened and closed like a gasping fish but not a word came out.

"This is a dream," I muttered to myself, "you'll wake up any minute Michelle."

He looked amused, and then laughed. It was as amazing as his smile, deep and genuine. "If this is a dream then my anima, would a kiss should wake you up?"

"I guess, yeah." I responded, everything was so fuzzy like a dream.

In seconds his full pink tender lips were on mine. A bolt of energy shot from his lips through my body. My arms failed to push him away. He brought his other hand around to the small of my back to bring me closer. I felt as if I could melt into a puddle.

I ran my hand threw his silky coffee hair and the other lay on his ripped torso. His lips moved roughly over my lips making me dissolve in his arms. He bit at my bottom lip before slowly releasing it from in between his teeth. Then jerking my head to the side for better access to my neck. He skimmed my neck with his nose before returning to my lips.

I wrapped my legs around his waist tightly; he let out a soft growl onto my lips. He quickly flipped me over on to my back and hovered above me.

"You look so freaking hot in my clothes Michelle." he mumbled breathlessly. "Thats such a beautiful name, for a beautiful women."

For the first time I realized what I had on. I was wearing a big oversized dark red button down shirt that was probably his. How did I get this on? The problem was that I didn't have my shorts on under. But I couldn't think straight and I didn't care at the moment. All I could think about is how this gorgeous man made me feel.

He settled for one last kiss then settled down. He sat against the gray bed post and motioned me to his lap. Which I gladly took.

"That was amazing." he said his husky breath left goose bumps along my skin. "My name is Jason, Jason Jacobs. I've kidnapped you."