"Y-your in-"
"Heat? Yeah. But ten times worse. I'm in heat and in the calling."
He looked at me with a confused lustful face.
"Cats version of the heat, except, we need to mate with some one, anyone, to stop it."
"Is that why you were with that dweeb."
"HEY! DONT CALL PEOPLE YOU DON'T KNOW NAMES," I snapped, power seeping from my voice.
He looked at me with fear of his life.
"Sorry. That's another part in the calling. We are super moody."
"And you smell really good, too?"
"If you mean sex, yes."
"Well we should get you out of here. I'll call a female wol-"
"That's another probably a bad idea to," I said, cuting him off.
"When I say anyone, I mean anyone," he looked confused for a little until it finally clicked.
"Are you serious!"
"DOES IT LOOK LIKE IM FUCKING JOKING," I snapped before taking a deep breath," sorry babe."
"N-no your good. Its scary but really hot," he growled the last of his sentence.
I let out a purr as the scoring heat grow.
God I just wanted to rip his close off, and just suck his-wait! Jesus Christ, I need to bath holy water.
"I need to get out of here, before I have an arm of un-mated supernatural beings after me," I growled as the heat in tensed.
I started for the door, ever step burning my insides.
I walked past Nash but was stop by a hand on my forearm, sending shot of fire through them.
"What would happen if you mate with anyone else," asked uncertain.
"I would still be in heat until I mate with true mate. If I don't I will become a sex crazed and take people, willing or not. And then die," I told him straight up.
"So you ether mate with me or become a rapist."
"Yes."
"I can let that happen to you."
"And I don't want to take someone's virginity away in a fukin class room," I said, looking at the ground.
He said nothing, just lead me out of the class room.
I let out wimpers of pain as the scorching feeling in me burned my insides.
Nash stop once he heard my cries and softly picked me up bridal style. Stating my ear on his chest, I feel asleep to the sound of his abnormal heart, despite the raging fire inside of me.
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I woke to see Nash putting me down to the bed, with him following on top of me.
"Nash, what are you doing," my voice still sleepy.
He smashed his lips to mine, making me respond right away.
"What are you doing Nash," I breathed as he trailed hot kisses.
He didn't answer, just kept kissing me softly.
Then it hit me.
I quickly pushed him off me and jumped off the bed.
"No Nash, I'm not going to let you mate with me out of pure guilt."
"This isn't-"
"Yes it is. And I don't want to take your virginity because I'm making you."
"Your not making this is by my own choice. I want this. I want you," he stood up and slowly walked to me.
"I didn't tell you I was a virgin because I knew you would refuse to mate with me. Even now you refuse. I want you to mate with me. And your not forcing me and I'm not forcing myself. I'm completely willing to give my self to you," his hand held me cheek as his lips brushed over mine.
They stayed hovering over mine in till I brought mine to his. My hands traveling down his chest until I reached the bottom of his shirt. His arms lifted up, allowing me to take his shirt. My hand then found the button of his pants, take them off as well leaving him in just his boxers.
He lifted up my shirt and pushed down my sweat pants. I pushed him to the bed, we had unconsciously walked to, and climbed on top of him straddling his waist.
"Are you sure you want to."
"Yes. I want you"
I bent down to kiss him as he unhooked my bra and I sliding down his underwear.
"I'll be gentle. I promise."
"I love you," he breathed.
"And I love you."
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Olay sorry I haven't updated in like two weeks but I'm here now right
Well first I want to that everyone for reading,commenting, and voting. Thanks so much you guys are so amazing. And I don't really know if I should make a r rated scene but if I do I would make a story with all of the r rated scenes from my other book in it.
And the song for this chapter is..... *drum roll* ......
"Love me like you do" by Elle Golding.
Anyways...
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Werewolf"Now what if you were a fifteen year old in high school and gets bullied by other high school boys. Seems like what a normal life of a teenage boy nerd, but that's the problem. I'm not a normal teenager, and I'm sure as hell not a boy." . . . . Joze...
