The Alpha and The Protector [Editing in Progress]

chapter 9

"Ugh! Damn. Damn! What's wrong with me!?"

Liam has been like this all morning and its starting to worry me. His situation sounds familiar to mines when I was about thirteen. The aches in your eyes. The uneasy feelings in your arms. Those were his symptoms. Mines were the same except more intense plus a scratchy voice and being both mentally and physically exhausted all the time.

"Come here, Liam. Let me take a look at your eye," I said softly. "Maybe you burst a vein in your eye or something."

I slung my arm around his waist, guiding him outside since it was sunny today. Both of his hands were being occupied, whether shaking them furiously or rubbing his eyelids.

Seating ourselves down next to each other on the chair set up in the front porch, I began rubbing his temples. It calmed him down like it used to when I did it to myself.

When he opened his eyes, there was a hint of purple in them. Just like that, it went away. I remember someone telling me about this.

Fudge balls! Why can't I remember it!?

I internally shook my head, giving him a small smile.

"Thanks. I swear, this was killing me." He said, running his hands through his hair.

His jet black hair looking so soft to touch under the sunlight. I just wanted to run my hands through them. To feel silky strands beneath my finger tips.

Without thinking, I reached over and did exactly what I wanted to do.

His hair was soft and silky as I had imagined. You would think I know this by now, but I was too busy paying attention other things.

I looked deep into his eyes. Those eyes that held love and desire. He reached out and caressed my jaw with the pads of his fingers.

Sliding his fingers along my jaw to my chin, he slightly lifted my chin up. His eyes flickered to my lips before leaning down and seizing my lips. He kissed me sensually at first, then feircly.

The sweet taste of his lips sent shivers down my spine. A sigh escaped me when his lips started caressing me. I saw fireworks when he his hands starting exploring. Next thing I know, I felt my shirt being ripped off.

His hands were everywhere, making the tingles come to life. When his hands reached to the exposed skin on my thighs and my hips, it felt like the tingles had exploded from within me and shined through my skin.

I moaned at the feel of his hands on me, breaking away from the kiss to catch my breath. He started making kisses down my jaw to my neck. He sucked on the mark he made days ago. Pleasure shot through me, making me moan again and arch my back.

We weren't close enough. I wanted to feel more of him. At that moment, I wanted nothing more than to finish the mating process. For real this time.

I think a week is long enough for us to hold back our hormones after him marking me.

Breaking the kiss, he kissed my chin, then my throat. By now, I was panting heavily.

I leaned my head back, giving him more access to my throat. When he reached the bottom, he licked his way up again, lightly biting my chin.

The feel of him was driving me insane. My wolf was thrashing to come out and to just mate him.

Hinting that I wanted him, my hands made its way down to the edge of his pants. I reached a little lower, my finger nails grazing over his erection, making him groan against my throat.

"Emaline..."

"I want you," I moaned, bringing my other hand to his face so I could kiss him.

He broke away first, "I want you too. But... Are you sure you're ready? I can wait for as you for as long as you want. I mean, the hot make out sessions are good too, enough to satisfy me. But even I long for more kisses. Imagine what would happen if we make love."