Unfortunately Mated

Chapter 16

STRONG LANGUAGE AND SEXUAL CONTENT

Bellamy

It was around 3 in the afternoon and somehow I found my way back in the treehouse. I was reading a book that I had found lying around the house. I brought a pillow, a blanket, and packed a lunch. I heard the birds chirping and the wind was soothing. It was relaxing. I bought the wedding dress. The likelihood of me finding another dress as beautiful as that. I probably will never get the chance to wear it but it's nice knowing that if. Suddenly the smell of apple cinnamon hit my nose. He was here again. A part of me was upset, a little bothered. But most of me was happy, excited? I guess. He climbed into the treehouse and his eyes were cold and filled with anger. I was confused about where this was coming from unless Amber told him about our little tiff at the shop. It was awkward and silent, and I wanted to say something but I needed to know what was wrong first. "When were you going to tell me?" His voice was almost quivering like he was about to cry. "Amber told you." That's all I was able to get out. "Yeah, yeah she did. Said his name was Akoni. He's an alpha? That's what you like? Alphas." He scoffed at me and he sat down at the same spot he was at yesterday.

"Two and a half years? Long time to be with someone. I thought about you everyday. Every single day you were gone. And the whole time you were with someone." I saw the tears start to roll down his face causing me to feel extremely guilty. "Were you fucking him? You had your first time with him? Huh? Was it magical? Was it everything you hoped it would be?!" He started yelling at me. "No! You don't get to guilt-trip me. You had your first time with Amber and I know for a fact you didn't stop screwing her. AND YOU STILL ARE! What was I supposed to do to sit around and be miserable? Waiting for something that was never going to happen? I fell in love with someone. So what. You were here, planning a wedding. You get to have a family, a life. That all was taken from me." I stood up and started to pace back and forth. I needed to say this, and he needed to hear it. "I bought a wedding dress today. I tried it on and everything. I felt so beautiful. But then I remembered that the one person that I want to see me wearing this dress, never will. And that's a sad life to live. So yes, I found someone who made me forget." I leaned back on the wall and closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

"Bell, I don't want you to be with anyone else. I don't want to be with anyone else. We were supposed to have our first time with each other. We were supposed to go on couples vacations. You and I were supposed to be having our wedding this weekend. I was supposed to see you in a beautiful dress, walking down the aisle." He started walking toward me and my heart started beating faster. "You were made me for me. Every curve, every freckle. Your laugh, your smile, your personality." He was inches away from him. His scent invading my nose and his body heat slowly consuming me. "I am miserable every day I am not with you. I just want you." He reached his hand out for me, but I pushed it away. Barely ignoring the sparks it brought. "Well, we can't. I can't. Just leave me alone." I said taking a deep breath. "Is that what you really want? For me to leave you alone?" He asked me.

"Of course not, you idiot. Why would I ever want that? But I can't have you! And you can't have me. What don't you understand? You didn't fight for me! And because of that, I had to leave. You weren't even there when I packed up my room, you didn't come running to stop the car. You didn't try and hop on the plane and come with me. You stopped trying, stopped fighting. You don't get to have me now." I took a step back trying to calm myself down. He was silent and just sat there staring at me. He knew I was right. "I think it would be best if we just rejected each other." I heard him suck in a breath and I could feel my heart stop. "Don't act so surprised, it's long overdue. I can't keep doing this, and you need to move and forget about me." I was trying to walk past him but he grabbed me and pushed me against the wall. His head was hovering right next to my ears and I could feel his stubble on the side of my cheek.

"No. Please no. I would die." I felt something wet slide down my face, but it wasn't from my eyes. "Bellamy." Was all he said. It was getting too intense and I could feel my body heat start to rise. I didn't move away, but I didn't want to. I guess I also wanted one last time, for us to be together, just one last time. "Just this once? Before you reject me? Because I'm not rejecting you, ever. I would rather die than reject you." He leaned his head back and his lips were so close to mine. This was bad, I shouldn't do this. We shouldn't be together like this. It'ss only make it 30 times worse. He slowly started to lean forward and his lips brushed against mine. Then they were fully pressed against mine. My body didn't know how to react, I stayed there stiff fighting every instinct that I had not to kiss him back. My face went numb from the euphoric feeling. But I gave in, and slowly kissed him back. My hands went around his neck and his hands went to my waist. It was magic.

He licked my bottom lip and I gave him access to all of me. His hands went up and down my sides with a trail of sparks following wherever he touched. They slowly went underneath my sweatshirt and lifted it off of me. I went to his button-up and started undoing the buttons and took off his shirt too. His hands went to my thighs lifting me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist and my hands went to his hair. His hand ran up my back and unbuckled my bra and it slowly started to fall off. He laid us down on the floor, where the blanket and pillows were. It was such an amazing feeling to be skin to skin with him. He started kissing up and down my neck and I slowly moaned out in pleasure. His hands went and grabbed my breast and he ran his fingers over my nipples, causing shivers down my body. His hands went to my pants and unbuckled my jeans and were about to pull them down, but then he stopped. "Can I?" He asked looking at me with lust in his eyes. All I could do was nod, lust clogging my ability to speak.

"You can't mark me. You're going to want to when we, you know. But you can't. It's just sex, that's it. That's all it can be." When I said that I could feel the mood change and he leaned back. I immediately grabbed a blanket and covered myself. "Just sex? That's what this is? There was no meaning behind it?" He growled at me. "What part of CANT don't you understand? You're getting married!" I yelled at him. "You're getting married and I am going back to Hawaii and I am done repeating myself." I grabbed my bra and my sweatshirt and put it back on. "You should go. I'm sure she's waiting for you." He stood there very hesitant, not moving. I know he wanted to stay and so did I, but this was a mess already and we needed to stop while we were ahead. "Okay, fine. I'll go."

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