Chapter 6: Chapter five

Tessa’s POV

Something heavy was wrapped around my waist, preventing me to shift in any way. Heat waves came off from the body behind me and I felt as if I was actually safe from all the nightmares.

I wriggled and squirmed my way and with lots of struggle, made my way so I was facing the man who was my mate. His eyes were closed, and a soft snore filled the silence. I could smell the light scent of whiskey on his warm breath that blew gently over my face. His lips were slightly parted while his hair was standing in weird positions which made me cover my mouth to stifle a giggle.

“Stop moving.” He grumbled and I lay dead still in his arms. I saw the muscles in his neck and on his shoulders bulging and I couldn’t resist the urge to reach out and trace the magnificent artwork of muscle on his body.

I trailed my fingers lightly over the bulges and into the crevices, running my small hand over his huge shoulder. I caught something shine in the dark room and realized he’d been watching me the whole time which made me turn deep red. I quickly hid my face in his skin and heard the sexy rumble of his chest when he laughed softly.

“My my, you are adorable,” he said, and I smiled against his skin from the compliment. My body was pressed tightly to his and the slight sting in the air told me it was early morning. His arm that was not underneath me trailed down my back which sent shivers up my spine. His hand grabbed onto my hip and pressed my lower part of my body against his and I felt him through the thin boxers.

I wrapped one leg around him giving him more access and he growled in approval. He rolled us over, so I sat on top of him and he grabbed my hips, rocking them back and forth. He let go and I continued to rock us gently. He took my hands and linked our fingers.

“So what pack are you from my angel?” He said in the sexiest morning voice I’ve heard which made my need for him return.

“The Green Forest pack,” I said in a whisper because of the way his hard-on rubbed against me. He nodded and I tipped my head back in submission.

Continuing to rock us, he became impatient and lifted the giant shirt over my head and shifted my underwear aside. His eyes glowed with anticipation and then began rubbing me slowly which made me whimper with all kinds of pleasure.

Melissa had done this to me. But not like this. The intense air around us made me slightly rethink my decision to continue my ‘thing’ I had going with Melissa. Lucian and I were mates, which meant that the intensity of our sex would be hot and sexy. And not like the way I felt when Melissa touched me.

I leaned down to kiss Lucian’s lips and electricity shot through my body, causing me to jump slightly. Lucian’s deep laugh rumbled loudly in his chest below me and vibrated the skin where he rubbed gently. Our lips molded and fire spread throughout my body. Lucian groaned and flipped us over and positioned himself between my short legs.

His lips came back to me and I felt my wolf shaking with impatience to beg Lucian to complete the mating bond. “He said no last night,” I told my wolf, my hands grabbing onto his thick dark locks of hair.

“His wolf grows impatient. He too cannot stand the fact that your Lucian cannot seal the bond,” she said back.

I groaned as his bulge in his pants rubbed teasingly against me and bit his lip slightly. Tasting the blood of your mate was highly cherished in the northern part of the earth, according to the wolf council. They say tasting one's blood is a sign of acceptance as a mate and can be deeply significant in the wolf community.

The wolves belonging to the southern part of the globe cannot understand the meaning of the blood tasting and have their own beliefs when it comes to the mating process.

Tasting the blood on my lips was exotic and bitter. He bit my lip in return and licked the copper substance. We kissed again, allowing the blood to mix and dance in our mouths. I couldn’t describe the taste. It was almost sweet with a bitter aftertaste but the whole scene made me hungry for more. More skin, more sweat, more exotic tastes.

Lucian broke the kiss, his forehead slightly sweaty, and placed his huge head on my chest, using my breasts as his cushions. My legs dropped and I ran my hands through his dark hair. His arms wrapped around me and his legs dangled off the bed due to his height.

“Lucian?” I quietly said.

“Mmm?”

“Does this mean I’m returning with you to your pack today?”

“Yes. And I expect no trouble from you okay?” He said, his voice suddenly had gone dominant.

“Okay,” I said in a hushed voice. He looked up and frowned which I thought was adorable. He took my chin in his hand and pulled himself up to kiss me.

“What kind of a mate would I be leaving you to back to your old pack without me?” He said softly and I nodded. Once a mate is found, they leave immediately with their significant other unless they are part of the same pack which is what happens the majority of the time. Lucian’s and me. Our situation was rare and unique.

The moon goddess chooses two completely different characters to mate, such as this situation, because she might think that something will happen and so on and so forth. My heart ached slightly because I’d miss my parents (even if they’d not been around for most of my eighteen years of being on this lovely planet).

“Have I upset you, little mate?” Lucian asked and I realized he’d changed into a pair of pants and started buttoning the dark purple shirt he had on. I shook my head and sat up to cross my legs and put my hands in my lap.

“You can speak to me anytime,” he said, and I nodded again.

“Okay,” I said softly. He gave a slight nod of approval before kissing my forehead and disappearing into the bathroom again.

Once he was done packing his goods, he turned to me.

“I cannot let my pack see you like this. We must fetch your belongings from your room,” he said and looked me up and down.

I suddenly remembered that Melissa must be frantic, waking up and not finding me where she’d left me last night.

“Lucian?” I said and he looked up from his phone, raising a brow.

“Will you come with me?” I asked, scared to even think of being somewhere far from him. He sighed and put his phone in his pocket.

“Okay. Then let’s go, the plane will be ready in two hours.” He said, grabbing my hand and pulling me towards the door.

“Plane?” I asked, watching him as he checked the hallway for any males.

He looked back at me and pulled me to my room, and I knocked.

No one answers.

Knock.

No one answers.

Kno—

Lucian banged the door down from impatience and I gave him a very disappointed look. He shrugged and I walked in.

“Melissa?” I called but no answer. All her clothes were gone, and my suitcase was packed neatly by the door. She probably left already, and I felt a little bit used. After she’d gone down on me last night, I’d done the same and she’d loved it thoroughly. Or so she says.

I sat down on the bed and put my head in my hands.

“Hey, little mate. What’s upset you to such an extent?” Lucian said, crouching down in front of me. I shook my head.

“It’s nothing,” I said, and he gave me a look that told me he didn’t believe anything that I’d said.

He zipped my bag open and went through the neatly packed clothes until he found one of my long-sleeved winter dresses. He pulled out a pair of stockings and the boots I’d worn yesterday. I frowned and looked out at the sunny weather.

“Don’t you think I’m going to get a little hot in that?” I said.

“Where we stay, there’s an endless winter and it’s forever cold my princess.” He said, his gentle tone made his rough exterior less rough.

I nodded and mumbled okay.

“Ummm, some space please?” I said when he didn’t turn around so I could dress.

“I’ll be seeing you without clothes on sooner or later princess so get used to it.” He said and I blushed when he’d called me princess. I turned around and began to get dressed, hearing a deep growl from behind me when I bent over to pull up the stockings. I put on the dress and sat on the bed, attempting to bend so that I could tie my boot’s laces.

Lucian grumbled something about quickening the process and kneeled down to tie my laces for me and I felt like a little kid. His facial expression was unreadable, but he looked angry. I looked down avoiding any reason for him to harm me.

He poked me on the nose, and I looked at him as he gave a small smile.

“I’m not angry with you little mate. I just want to go home because this area is unfamiliar to me okay?”

I nodded and threw my arms around his neck to hug him. He seemed shocked and hesitant before his arms gently enclosed me. His arms were light, almost as if he was scared to break me.