The King's Mate | Starkys Series #1

Twenty Two

Attention! This chapter is matured. Readers underaged are to enter at their own risk.
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Genesis fumbled with her fingers as she looked at the ground, the tension in the room intensifying.

She could feel the penetrating eyes of her mate as he stepped closer and closer towards her, making her itch for his touch. Her body was calling out to his wolf, most certainly driving it crazy.

Ezra reached for the rose clip that was holding Genesis hair. He removed it as he watched how her black hair cascaded down her shoulder and slowly into her face. Ezra slowly brushed the loose strands behind her ears as innocent eyes peered up at him.

The dim light shun softly on Genesis golden eyes, making her mate look down at her in desire.

"Aingeal." Ezra whispers.

Ezra's voice was different than that of the norm. It's huskiness sent shivers through her whole body. It's deepness brought her body unexplainable sensations. And lastly, its depth melted her whole entire being.

"The way the light captures how beautiful you are, drives me insane." Ezra says, stepping even closer to her. "I think I might just explode if I don't touch you."

Genesis breathing increased as she stared at her mate in a lust filled haze. His eyes seemed to darken by each minute, the silver orbs no longer there.

"W-What did you say to me in your native tongue on the dance floor?" Genesis asks, gulping nervously. In one swift movement, Ezra took her hand pulling her towards him, making sure that her back was pressed against his large frame.

"I could not say my full intentions. I would have to show you. Would you like that, little one?" Ezra whispers lowly into her ears, causing a zing of pleasure to rake through her body.

"Y-yes." Genesis whispers, holding unto his left arm that was secured around her neck.

His hand travelled to her waist, squeezing it softly before gliding to her back, massaging gently.

"I am going to rip every piece of this fabric, just so I can explore your small and alluring frame." His teeth grazed her ear before he bit it teasingly, causing her mouth to slowly fall open.

"Nothing shall go untouched. I will learn what gives you pleasure, inch by inch, curve by curve, from the sides to the center." His hand went to the tie that was keeping the whole dress together, slowly tugging at the material. "I will make sure that not only will I engrave myself into you physically, but mentally. I want you to feel as heavenly as you look."

"I need you mo grá." Ezra finalized, the material hanging loosely on her body.

A rush of panic went through her, making her nervously step away from him.

"By the gods you're shaking." He husked out. "Does my touch revolt you so?"

"No, Ezra." Genesis whispered, turning around to him. A bile worked its way up throat her as she hugged herself, squeezing her arms tightly. "I-I can't."

Ezra observed his little mate in confusion, he then realized what she actually meant, taking a step back to really look at her.

"Tell me what is of the matter little one."

"I'm scared." Genesis says shakily.

Genesis was used to this. Of course, she was still pure and innocent, but she had been touched before. Inappropriately. She couldn't get the feeling of that which had been done wrong to her. She feared to have that feeling again.

"I've been wronged before. I have a feeling that if you touch me, it'll only bring back nightmares." Genesis said sadly, hugging herself even tighter.

Ezra slowly walked towards her, his silver orbs soft and calming. "You have been wronged by kinds that did not love you. You are scarred with the physical touch of a man who had no right to even look your way."