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I cling to him hard, digging my nails into his skin, while he fills me up. I thought this sensation, when it finally happened in my life, would be uncomfortable and a little awkward, but that isn’t the case. Mason is making me feel phenomenal and really safe in his arms… weird, because I know he’s a killer, but I can’t think about that right now. I’m utterly consumed by this incredibly handsome man on top of me, resting his forehead on mine so he can look deeply and lovingly into my eyes while we continue to thrust against one another.

While the movements start off gentle and sweet, the passion soon gets the better of us, and we begin fucking wildly, utterly consumed with the deep heady lust shrouding us. This feels even better than I thought it might, especially in this man’s arms, who is holding me tight and close to him. The heat burns brightly between us, the pressure of pleasure grows in a toe-curling manner every single time he hits all the right spots. I can already feel myself tipping over the edge, losing myself to the madness of pleasure.

“Fuck, Mason, don’t stop!” I scream out as I finally tumble over the edge into the deep ever ending abyss of pleasure. “Never stop. That’s too much.”

I mean it as well. In the heat of the moment, I really don’t want this to end. This thing with Mason, whatever it is. I guess we really are mated, because this is too much. This is an addiction unlike anything else. It’s out of control after just one hit. The orgasm is powerful, it’s crazy, it’s making me feel like I’m losing myself completely. I’m soaring in space because the bliss is too much.

How is it possible for one person to make me feel like this? My God, I’ve watched movies, I’ve read romance novels, I’ve fantasized… but nothing is like the truth with him. Mason seems to have an intense power tearing through me that I can’t stop no matter what.

Eventually, Mason loses himself with me as well, and I hold on to him closely, feeling every shudder of his body as the burning hot bliss blows through him. I actually like seeing this vulnerable side of him as well, of knowing that there’s so much more to him than he shows the rest of the world. Not many people get to see this side of him, but I do, and really that feels kinda special.

I don’t know what the hell is going to happen next. There’s no telling what tomorrow will bring, but right now, in this moment, I am utterly consumed by him. Only him. He leans his lips down to kiss me once more, and the light grazing of his lips makes the whole skin all over my entire body tingle. Fuck, I might be the biggest fool in the world right now, but this right now feels too good.

I wish it wasn’t quite so complicated. I wish my life wasn’t so messy. I wish everything else, other than this moment, could be very different…

4

CLARA

Ring, ring… Ring, ring… Ring, ring…

Urgh, I donotwant to wake up right now. I haven’t had much sleep at all. Mason definitely kept me up all night long in the best possible way. But my cell phone won’t shut up. If I don’t answer it, then that horrible shrill sound will just keep going.

“Don’t move,” Mason mumbles as he senses me shuffling out of the bed. “Stay there.”

He’s clutching onto me like I’m the only thing in the world, which does make me want to stay. But I also need to pick up the call. There’s an urgency there. I can just feel it.

I lean down and gently kiss him on the lips, loving the experience of that tingling all over again. I let out a little girlish giggle before I go anywhere.

“I just need to check what’s going on.”

“No, stay here with me,” he groans. “We don’t even need to leave the bed today.”

Nowthatis an idea that I could get on board with… but that shrill ringing is justnotstopping. So despite the temptation to remain with him in this little bubble, I can’t do it anymore. Deep down, I’m stillreallyworried about what’s happening at home. I’m panicking about Daniella and what she’ll think of me, if I ever work up the courage to tell her that having a go at Mason didn’t exactly go to plan.

I did get answers, sort of, but I definitely didn’t let him know how I feel…

Shit, I don’t think I can ever tell anyone about this. It’s so embarrassing. As I see Daniella’s name on my screen, that worry and guilt only intensify. I slide out of the room, but remain in the hallway outside the bedroom to find out what’s going on.

“Hey, you okay?” I half-whisper as I answer.

“What the fuck, Clara?” Daniella cries out. “I thought you were dead. I thought something happened to you. Why didn’t you reply to any of my text messages?”

“Shit, I didn’t see any of them. Sorry about that. Things got complicated…”

“Well you need to come home now. We need you.”

Fuck, reality has come in hard and fast. My pack is dead, my pack is gone at the hands of this man, and now I need to get back to it all. My blood runs icy cold as I think about what I have to go back to. If I reallyammated to this man, then what does that mean? If the pack wants to leave then do I just lose him after everything he’s done to us?

Fuck, this is about to get even messier than it was before.

“I’m coming now. Don’t worry, I will be back there before you know it.” Mason isn’t going to like this, and it isn’t ever easy to reject an alpha, even one who isn’t mine, but I have no choice in the matter now. “Hold it together. I will be there soon.”

“Well, you need to get here fast.”

I hang up the phone, muttering a bunch of expletives under my breath. My brain starts running at the speed of light, pounding almost as intensely as my heart. All the memories that I have been trying to push to the back of my mind come flooding to the surface. All the dead members of my pack, all the freaking men… I don’t know what that means for us, I really don’t. Traditionally all pack alphas are male, so what happens? Do we now have to try and join Mason’s pack? I don’t thinkanyonewill like that.

“I have to go,” I call into the other room, with a new strangled huskiness to my voice. I don’t know if I want Mason to hear me really because he won’t like it. I don’t want him to try and convince me to stay because the way my head is spinning right now, I might. “I have… things to get back to. There are some issues at home.”

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