Leave, Alpha, just leave, so I can stop thinking about this innate urge I have to rip off your shorts and let you have me.
"Look at me when you speak, Violet."
I swallowed hard and glanced up at him through my lashes.
He grasped my jaw in his rough, callous palm, and forced me to cock my head up and really look at him. His eyes were a golden brown. The moonlight flooded in through the window and bounced off his sculpted face.
"I don't care if you're a virgin."
Something in me snapped, tears filling the brim of my eyes. All of the doubts and insecurities plagued my mind. Every night, listening to the girls talk about him like they were his. It was like he went from woman to woman and didn't care. What if I ended up being one of those women to him?
I slammed my hands into his chest, needing him to get away from me so I could think clearly. He stumbled back, caught off guard.
"This is probably what you tell all the girls before you take them to bed, isn't it?"
He furrowed his brows, golden eyes lighting up. "What are you talking about?" he asked.
He stepped toward me, his fingers brushing against mine. Tingles ran up and down my arms, and my wolf purred for him.
"You're mine, Violet. All mine."
"Well …" I tugged my hands out of his and tried to clear my mind, but my wolf wouldn't let me have it. All she was focused on was him. Those golden eyes. That sweet pine scent. His hands all over my body. "Well, I can't please you the way that they can. You might as well find someone el-"
He grasped my face in his hands and pulled me toward him, crashing his lips hard against mine. The moment our lips touched, I couldn't stop my wolf from curling her fingers into his chest, grabbing his shoulders, and tugging him closer.
She wanted to be engulfed in his scent-in our mate's scent. She wanted to be claimed by him tonight, desired to be ravished by him.
We had waited years for this moment, had pushed away all the other guys who wanted to get with us just so this moment could be special. We had only hoped that it would've been special for him too.
After a few moments, he rested his forehead against mine. "It will be special to me," he said, reading my mind through the mind-link . His minty breath felt hot on my lips. "Because it's with you."
Cheesy. Cheesy. Cheesy.
I thought that it was all fake, but … it didn't feel fake. It felt real, as if he meant every single word he was saying. As if … he truly thought that our first time together would be special.
"Let me show you." He picked me up right off the ground, carried me all the way up the stairs to my bedroom, and set me down on my bed. He pressed his lips against my collarbone, then down the center of my chest. His hands slipped under my sweatshirt. Slowly moving up the sides of my body, his fingers curled around my breasts.
I tensed, my breathing hitched. Besides Tommy in seventh grade, nobody had touched me there before. Hard fingers dug into my tender breasts. Heat warmed my core, and I squeezed my thighs together.
"Relax," he said against my neck.
Though his breath was warm, I shivered. He unzipped my sweatshirt and tugged it off me, then kissed down my chest again, his lips finding the ends of my bra near my cleavage. He groped me through the thin material, drawing his fingers right against my nipple poking through it. My pussy clenched, and I tried to suppress a moan.
"Don't hide your moans from me. I want to hear every one of them."
I lay back on my bed, relaxing only slightly against the soft cotton under my body. He tugged my shirt over my head, grasped my breasts through my bra cups, and curled his fingers under it. He took a shaky breath, his eyes flashing from brown to gold. I swallowed hard, knowing that his wolf was on edge. His wolf wanted to just rip the material off me and claim me as his.
After all the rumors, I knew that Axel wasn't the type for soft, passionate love. He fucked hard. But to my surprise, he slowly pulled down the cups of my bra, letting my breasts fall out of them. His mouth found my nipple, and he sucked it between his lips. Tingles ran up and down my body, and he stared up at me with his golden eyes, nipple still between his lips, sucking harsher and harsher every moment. His hand slipped between my legs, and he rubbed my clit.
I arched my back, a moan escaping my lips.
"Does my little mate like this?" he mumbled against my tender breast.
I furrowed my brows together and squirmed in his hold. Yet he held me in place and continued to rub small, torturous circles around me.
"Your body reacts so naturally to me," he said against me.
The pressure in my core was growing higher every moment. I grasped the bedsheets in my hands and stared down at him. How-what-oh Goddess.
"Tell me," he mumbled. "Tell me that you're mine and only mine. Tell me that no other man will ever get to touch you like I do. And"-he bit down softly on my nipple, making me moan out loud-"I'll let you come for the first time tonight."
Heat rushed to my core, and I swallowed hard. "I'm yours, Axel."