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Remy noticed Chase did not move a muscle. He took in all the information before pursing his lips. "I can handle that."
With an eyebrow raised she asked, "You think so?"
"Yeah. The other guy hurt you, so you need me to show that I won't be the same way." Then he smiled, "But I have one condition of my own before I seal this as my fate. Well, more like a way to seal this deal."
Remy shrugged her shoulders and shot him a look of "Go on?"
"I want you to kiss me."
That would seem like an easy request to someone who wasn't a Lycan. However, to Lycans, touch in any form between mates would instantly cause the bond to grow stronger. Chase was basically having Remy learn how much her soul would cry out for him while they were apart, making the bond grow increasingly difficult to say no to, and make them want to mark each other whenever they were in the same room.
It was a risk to do this, and Chase knew it. Remy did not want to reject Chase. There was something different about him already, and she didn't know what or why. Without her memory of what happened before, she wouldn't know why Chase felt more secure than it did with the last mate, but if she wanted Chase to prove himself to her, she would need to put in some kind of effort, too.
Remy closed her eyes and closed the gap between them and pressed her lips against his before she could second-guess herself. At first, it was gentle, and the world fell away again. Remy felt the fluttering of butterflies in her stomach as their lips parted. She felt her back against the wall, and his hands clasped her face as he deepened the kiss. Her knees buckled, but before her body slouched, Chase's arms moved from her face and wrapped around her. One hand slid up her back as he tilted her face to deepen the kiss again. Remy could feel her stomach fluttering, and she became breathless, feeling wrapped up in Chase. Her hands shook as she slid them up his chest, and she felt him shudder the moment her hands grazed his neck. Chase growled possessively before taking her bottom lip in between his teeth. It was Remy's turn to shudder before she sucked in a breath.
No one has ever kissed me like that.
Slowly, Remy opened her eyes and found Chase's chocolate brown ones giving off a mischievous twinkle. She pressed herself against the wall to give herself a little room as she tried to sort out her thoughts. Not once in her life had she ever felt the way Chase just made her feel–safe, wanted, and needed all at once. The memory taken from her didn't even give off the same vibe as Chase's since they had learned of their bond. Her knees were weak, and she hid her hands behind her. They visibly shook, and she silently wished that Chase never stopped. Quickly, she checked the bond to be sure the wall she had created was still there and tried not to sigh with relief when it was. She opened her mouth to tell Chase they were done here before she gave in more, but he cut her off by pressing his lips against hers again.
And I thought the first kiss was fire.
Chase hungrily kissed her, inflaming their bond to a new level of need. Remy panted when his lips left hers, and he kissed along her jawline. He reached her neck and hovered over the spot that would bear his mark if he lengthened his canines and plunged them in right now. Remy froze, and her breath caught in her throat. She waited for him to make his move and feared he would break their rules and mark her. When she thought she would pass out from anticipation, Chase nipped her skin and sent a wave of tingles through her before kissing down to her shoulder.
"I may have a beast inside of me, but that doesn't make me an animal, Sweetcheeks. You told me no, and that is the only word I need to hear from your lips if you don't want something," he told her before she felt his warm hand underneath her shirt and against her skin.
Chase went to his knees and slowly lifted her pink shirt just enough to expose her navel. He kissed her stomach as he placed his hands on her knee. Remy stared at him and watched him, debating whether she should allow for more.
Then Chase's hands moved up on the inside of her legs.
Remy held her breath when she felt his hands under her skirt and then a finger moving her thong aside. Her mind told her, no, but her heart said yes. Chase lowered his head to kiss the inside of her leg before looking into her eyes. He was waiting for her to protest, and she could feel it through the mate bonds he was expecting her to. When she didn't, Chase put a little pressure on her legs to widen them. She obeyed and leaned her head back against the wall.
It wasn't as if she was a virgin and any of this was new to her. When she was around sixteen, she was at a party with some of her friends, and the one guy friend she had been crushing on for years mentioned that he was going to be transferred to another pack. His Lycan did not want to listen to anyone and barely listened to her father, his current Alpha. It was time for him to move on and start his own pack. It was their last night together and under the nearly full moon.
However, that night was a little different. That night, she wasn't in a large room with her entire pack dancing along to music with only pack magic shielding their view from her being pleasured by another Alpha.
Eh. Rules are meant to be broken anyway.
Chase's mouth was on her opening, and Remy's thoughts left her brain. His tongue glided through her folds and flicked across her clit, making Remy moan and open her legs a little more. Chase repeated his movement patiently until Remy felt the pleasure coiling inside of her. She felt her muscles clenching with her orgasm, and Chase grabbed her left leg and swung it over his shoulder. Remy growled but yelped as Chase plunged his tongue inside of her, making her body seize with pleasure. Remy screamed Chase's name as he brought her to another orgasm quickly after the first one subsided. Her knees grew weak, and she started to slide down the wall. When she threaded her fingers through his hair, Remy felt Chase's tongue shift into his Lycan's and slid deeper inside of her. Remy screamed his name again, and she felt the rumble of his chest vibrate inside of her.
When he was finished, Chase lapped up the juices that were spilling down her leg and moved her thong back in place. Remy almost slid down the wall, but Chase put his knee between her legs to keep her in place.
"Whenever you need me, just tug on our bond. I'll feel it, and I will come running."
He kissed her forehead, and she felt his pack magic dissipate before the barrier he created dropped. Remy bit her lip as she watched him weave through the crowd's edge and disappear.
Did he prove himself yet? I could go for another licking.
Remy growled at her Lycan. Stop that.
Just saying.
A growl went through her before she could answer. I can feel safe once I know what my mind keeps from me.
Chapter four
Chase
As Chase left the room, it pained him to his core, and he still tasted Remy on his tongue. Raspberry and vanilla was a delicious combination. It wasn't like him to like those kinds of flavor together, but with her, it worked. She could be tart or sour, as she had demonstrated by resisting his charms and demanding that he give her time. She could also be sweet, like the way she looked at him when they were dancing. Her scent spoke volumes about her, though it did annoy him that everyone could smell her like he could.
