No Longer Yours

Wicked Games - The Weeknd

For the first time in months I didn't wake up panicked. I lay in bed, the sun shone sweetly through creeks between the curtains, arms were hung lazily across my waist and I felt comfortable pressed against his chest. I felt Xavier stir behind me and chose quickly to squint my eyes back closed. Despite what I expected he took a deep breath, pulling me in closer into the crook of his body and let his nose sift across the back of my head in what I was sure was a knot of hair. I stayed frozen, completely taken aback, unsure of my next moves.

"You're not good at faking sleep Scarlette," he husked out, "just relax". His breath ran down the back of my neck and my body released an indefinite shiver in response. His body hardened to my response and I knew he was feeling just as flush as I had been. Our bond driving our natural instincts to do what we had been paired to do... What we have already done. 

His fingers began trailing my waist line and my body sparked, I imagined what was to come next his hand trailing my body and the kisses I was sure to enjoy. Instead I pulled away, dragging the top sheet off the mattress away with me. "You don't want this Xavier. You have never wanted this."

My mate shot up and I stepped back, trying to ignore the way his grey shirt clung to his arms and the way his tousled curls framed his still heated cheeks from the position we were in just moments ago. "Scarlette, " he spoke softly. I tried to tuck my hair behind my ear unsure of where  to look. "Scarlette?" and I caught his gaze and is it was if it was the first night I had met him, his eyes were filled with an emotion I couldn't comprehend but they were soft and welcoming and if I didn't know any better I would climb right back into bed beside him. "Everything has changed. You were gone... No, you were taken and held hostage, for months. I thought... I didn't know what I thought but you and Mason were gone and I just couldn't find myself." His hands ran through his hair but our eyes remained connected, "I don't know what this is... But, I do know I need you."

I felt hot all of a sudden, like my skin is on fire. I take the blanket off and fold it back over a near, grateful to have an excuse to break eye contact.  "I feel it too," trying to swallow the lump that held itself at the back of my throat, "it's our wolves, they are making a connection whether we can control it or not". 

He let out a deep breath, "I am glad you feel the same..."

"This changes nothing Xavier. This is our biology, this has nothing to do with how we truly feel." I surprised myself at the stiffness in my voice. Biting my cheek to try to stay slow and collect my thoughts, careful with my words.

His crisp gaze found mine and I tried my best to not melt, "this is more than just biology and you know it... You and me, it's right" his words had me left almost completely unaware of his movement out of bed towards me. 

My heart rate increased and I knew he heard it by the smirk reflected on his lips. I began stepping back until he had me narrowed in by the wall, all I knew is that I wasn't scared. My eyes were still glued to his, and our breaths grew heavy in sync, his arms stabilized on the wall around me. I froze as his face moved towards mine but hitched as his nose found the length of my neck, my body was hot and I didn't dare move further. His lips found the crook of my neck, barely skimming my skin the sparks were undeniable and I couldn't help but move my neck to give him more access. I grasped my hands to his waist, the only thing that let me stay grounded as he traced his way up to my ear. I held my lips shut trying to fight back a moan, then suddenly he pulled away and my body grew colder.

 Definitely aware of my current heat my mate gruffed out in response, "I won't kiss you until you ask me Castleman." Then he finally stepped back, I took him in, his same frustration very evident  through the lining of his shorts. "I'm taking you out tonight, dress nice, we will have fun with it," happy with the state he was leaving me in he gave me a wolfish grin before making his way towards the door, he didn't turn back but I heard his soft words as he made his way out the door "only when you ask" and the door closed behind him. 

I dared not to move for minutes following, trying to take in what just happened. Having my sense together I made my way over to the bed, face planting still heated from the simple intensity my mates lips had left on my skin.

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