Misconceptions

Chapter 4

Jason's P.O.V

Holy shit! I was definitely not expecting her to look like a fucking goddess. As I take in her black lace bra and panties, I can't control myself or my wolf for that matter.

"Am I interrupting something?," I ask her as I try to control the throbbing in my jeans.

"Not at all I was just waiting for you," her angelic voice whispered, as she looked at me with her beautiful blue eyes that were swirling with mischief and something else I couldn't recognize, maybe lust?

I wanted her so badly, so fucking badly, but I knew that I couldn't, I wouldn't do that to her, knowing that we only had a few more hours together, if not less.

It took everything in me not to hold her close to me and feel every inch of her body on me, as she moaned my name over and over again...
shit I have to stop thinking of this right now!

"C-can I mark you?" I asked her out of the blue as I felt her body shiver at the words that came out of my mouth. Even though I knew I couldn't take her right now, I wasn't stupid enough to let her go around without actually marking her.

Her eyes grew a fraction wider as she looked at me in surprise. "Mark me now? Isn't it to early for that? you literally just..."

"Do you not want me to make you mine right now?" I asked her as my hands went around her naked waist, pulling her flush against my body as my tongue licked up her neck while my mouth nipped at the delicate skin.

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Ashley's P.O.V

I couldn't think straight, it was so hard for me to utter a syllable while his rough hands gripped my waist as his mouth was all over my neck and he was all over me. Damn it my plan is definitely not going well. I can literally here my annoying subconscious telling me to abort the failing mission.

Fuck this is messed up. It was going well for two seconds before he had to touch me and ruin everything. Why the hell is he touching me he's ruining my damn plan!

I couldn't help but feel happy and anxious all of a sudden when he asked me to be his mate. It felt to soon though, I just got here! I don't even know what happened back there with my pack..
shit I completely forgot to ask him about what the hell was going on.

"Woah Jason before we get into anything you still haven't told me about what happened back there before you guys brought me here." I starred up at him while fully turning my body around to stare at his hooded eyes. "Hey buddy look at me." I put my hands on his shoulders and shook them lightly so he can get out of whatever haze he's in. Dammit why does he have to look so hot when he's turned on like this.

He huffed before talking my hands and guiding me to his bed. His demeanor completely changed as I looked at his eyes that still held lust for me. Expecting to see complete lust, I was shocked to see that his eyes where now filled with so many different emotions: love, lust, and saddens? why was he sad?

"Jason I know we just met, but you and I both know that were mates, and I can't help but feel a deep connection for you. It feels like I have known you for a very long time so please tell me why I'm here. If you didn't kidnap me then why did you take me away, like that? Why did the two guys from earlier act like they already knew about us? Tell me if my pack is okay or not, I have a right to know, please." I couldn't help but feel vulnerable at this moment. I felt so connected to my mate yet so far. A dreadful feeling started taking over my body as I felt the energy shift in the room.

"Can you wear something over your clothes first please? I...I don't want to be distracted while I'm telling you this."

I smiled up at him before moving of from the bed and going to his closet to look for the clothes Maria decided to put in his closet for me. I wore a baggy grey shirt that went just below my butt while pairing it up with black sweatpants. Did I forget to mention how black was my favorite color?

I put my finger on my lip to check and see if the lipstick I put on was still watery. Of course I've never put on makeup in my life so I wouldn't even know how it would interact with my lips. Is it supposed to get dry and stay on there before washing? Why am I even thinking of this right now when I'm supposed to be having a serious conversation with my mate?
I still can't believe he walked in on me half naked, I was supposed to put on his shirt since guys, for some reason, think it's hot and sexy when a girl wears their shit, I mean clothes.

I walked out of the closet, dwelling on my own thoughts, not noticing the wall that I was walking into. It felt like someone slapped me as I felt my cheek connect with the edge of the wall. A loud smack was heard and before my mouth started forming a bunch of profanities, my mate decided to speak up.

"Are you okay in there?"

"Yeh sorry I accidentally dropped a shoe box from you're dresser?" why the hell did it sound like a question. "Sorry I'll be right there."

I walked out of the closet and closed the door behind me. Jason was still sitting in the same spot, starring at me.

"Why is your cheek red."
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