Soul Mate

Chapter 25

Sebastian Decker.

If I had known kissing him would feel that good, I wouldn't have waited this long. His lips were so soft and sweet, I could still feel them against mine.
His moan was the sexiest sound I'd ever heard. No pun intended. I wanted to hear more, I wanted to taste more of him. I wanted him. I couldn't deny it anymore. River Blair had slowly crawled into my skin like a poison and now I was dying.. dying for him.
He was all I could think about, with his piercing grey eyes and captivating smile. He was my current obsession.
I was an absolute fool before for trying to stay away from him.

I was currently getting ready in my room. We were going out of town for pack business, sadly that meant I had to be away from my mate for awhile. I wasn't even sure how long it would take. My wolf was already agitated. Leaving Blair wasn't sitting well with him. I was looking for a shirt to wear when my mom appears at my door..

" You look stressed." She observes.
Great observation mom, I am definitely stressed.

" Am just reluctant to leave my mate. The idea of leaving him is making me uncomfortable." I mumble, as I sort through countless shirts. Not really looking at them. Even finding what to wear was proving difficult.

" Well you'll be glad to know that he's downstairs." She says with a small smile
I turn my head so fast and look at her. I almost feel dizzy with how fast I turned.

" He's here??" I question

" Yaaa.. should I send him up?"
I vigorously nod.
She eyes me, amusement evident in her eyes before she turns to leave.

My mate was here!

I must have been thinking about him too hard that he turned up!

Am still shirtless when he shows up at the door. His sweet scent engulfs me and I breathe it in. If I could, I'd bottle up the scent and preserve it, then carry it with me everywhere I went.
He stands by the door and makes no move to enter my room.
I take in his appearance, his hair held on top of his head in a messy bun. A few strands falling out. He was wearing a pair of khaki shorts that stopped mid thigh, and a navy blue button up. A pair of vans at his feet. He looked absolutely good. My mouth watered at the sight. My eyes trail  down his legs.. and I feel blood rushing south. I couldn't help but imagine his legs wrapped tightly around me as I bury myself deep inside him. I audibly swallow.

" Are you going to invite me in or just keep staring?" he asks, with a smirk on his face.
My gaze goes back to his face, and I knew he could see the heat in my eyes because his breathing increases. His eyes then trail my naked torso. He was definitely checking me out.
I smile knowing I wasn't the only one affected.

" Please come in" I say, my eyes not straying away from him one bit.
My wolf wasn't threatened that he was in our territory because this was our mate. He was ours.

Once he's fully in, he slowly looks around the big space. It was his first time in here, so I let him. Besides, it gave me the opportunity to observe him as well. My room was huge, like a mini house. There were three doors on each wall. One led to the bathroom, the other was my walk in closet and the last door led to my office. A few paintings by Casper's mom covered the walls. Apart from the few shirts strewn across the bed, there was nothing out of place.
Once he's done, he faces me again. Then immediately blushes when he notices me staring.

" Your room is amazing. I like it" he says, looking really pleased.

My wolf purrs at this. He liked the praise, especially from our mate.

"Thanks.. Onyx is glad you like it." My wolf was going crazy with having our mate in our personal space.
He smiles, that captivating smile.

" Can I?" he asks poiting to the couch I have in my room.
I nod. And he goes to take a seat.
It's then that I notice the back pack he's holding in his hand.

" What's in the bag?" I ask him
His gaze then shifts to the bag he's holding.

" Uhhm.. well you mentioned that you were going out of town. So .. uh I thought I could bring you some stuff.. you know. It's basically a few t.shirts. Casper said something about onyx being agitated. And my mom suggested I bring stuff that have my scent. You know, to uhh help calm you down..." he was rumbling, and it was cute!
" You don't have to wear them or anything... Gosh! I knew this was a stupid idea.. I shouldn't have let Greta convince...."

I March up to him, pull him off the couch and kiss him, effectively cutting off his rumbling.
He melts into the kiss, and slightly parts his lips. I deepen the kiss, tasting every inch of his mouth to my full content.
His hand makes its way to the back of my head and he lightly tugs on the hair. The action causes me to groan out loud, and I can feel myself harden painfully.
When I break the kiss, we are both  panting. Kissing him always left me breathless!
I peck his lips one last time then take the bag from his hand, which he was surprisingly still holding. I walk to the bed and empty its contents. Four shirts in total.
I grab one and bring it to my nose and strongly inhale his scent.

Sweet goddess! It was intoxicating! My eyes almost roll back. I was getting drunk on his scent.
Before I know what am doing, I walk to the door and shut it, turning the lock. I needed extreme privacy for what I was about to do.
I'd never scented anyone. Not even Satin. This would be my first.
I slowly walk to him and he's watching me hungrily. I lean my forehead against his, and simply breathe him in. My mate. My soul mate.

" Can I scent you?" I ask him softly. I couldn't do it without his permission. I needed him to give his assent.

" Yes.  Please"
And that's all the confirmation I need.
My lips immediately find his and I kiss him desperately. He kisses back with the same desperation.
I break away for air and trail my lips across his jaw to his neck. I gently suck on his skin and he whimpers. The sound driving me absolutely crazy.
Then I bury my nose in his neck and breathe in heavily! His scent engulfs me and I feel myself drowning in it. My hands slowly work the buttons of his shirt and I pull it off his shoulders. I bury my nose deeper into his neck, as I place tender kisses along it.

As I did this, I couldn't help but think this is where I was meant to be. This is whom I was meant to be with. And no one else.