Chapter 33
When I woke up, the first thing I realized was that there was a heavy arm over my b*dy pinning me into the bed. I tried to move but that had somehow banded around me tighter and pulled me back into a hard b*dy and an equally hard member pressing into my lower back. I felt Ryker nuzzle his nose into my n*ck and drag a long inhale before drifting back to sleep.
I opened my eyes and looked around the room as yesterday’s events filled my mind. I looked down and realized I wasn’t in the wet nightgown. Sometimes during my sleep, I was changed into one of Ryker’s shirts and from what I could feel of Ryker behind me, he was shirtless.
I tried to gently shift out of his hold but I miscalculated my movements and accidentally grinded my hips against his already hard member. Ryker awake immediately and in the span of one second, I was fl*pped. over to my back and he was hovering over me.
He stared down at me with darkened eyes an
normally I would be
frightened to have someone over me like this but it was Ryker and I knew there was no way that he was going to hurt me.
He leaned down and k*ssed my forehead. I tried not to let my disappointment show because I wanted him to k*ss my l*ps. As if he heard my thoughts, he leaned down and k*ssed me on the l*ps then I felt a rush of amusement and relief. It took me a second to realize the emotions weren’t coming from me and that was when I remembered that he marked me.
When he pulled I heard his voice in my head. “You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to do this.”
I remembered what he said about the mind link being like a bridge and I tried to imagine it in my mind. “Please tell me I’m doing this right.” “You are,” he was smiling as he spoke to me and he climbed off me. Once again disappointment and embarrassment rushed through me as I realized that yesterday I wanted him to have s*x with me and he refused. Technically, he didn’t refuse; he just opted to mark me instead.
I couldn’t help but wonder if he was at all interested in me that way. But if he marked me that should mean that he at least wants something to do with me, right?
Ryker paused where he was at the foot of the bed and rounded the bed until he was standing next to me. I sat up slowly as he made his way over to me and he sat on the edge of the bed so that we were eye to eye.
“If you don’t want me to hear your thoughts then you should build a wall.” He said slowly and my cheeks heated to know that he heard me.
“I’ll teach you,” he brushed off the statement, “I don’t want you thinking that I did not want you last night, I did and I still do. The only reason you asked me to was because you were in heat and I didn’t want to take advantage of you. You wouldn’t have asked that of me if you weren’t in heat.”
“I would’ve.”
I was surprised that the words left my l*ps and Ryker was too because his eyes widened. There was a second of silence and no movement between us and then he k*ssed me once again. The k*ss was heated and passionate and my first thought was that I must have morning breath.
“You smell amazing,” Ryker pulled back to tell me.
He didn’t wait for me to respond before he k*ssed me again. I didn’t realize that Ryker was waiting for me to tell him that I wanted him. I thought he was the one who didn’t want me but from the way he was k*ssing me, it was enough proof that I was wrong.
He pulled me into his lap so I was straddling him and his hands. descended to my a ss. He reached under his shirt and grabbed fistfuls of my as s and when his hands came in contact with my bare skin; I was reminded that I was completely n*ked under the shirt. He moved my hips over his and we moaned simultaneously.
Through the haze of pleasure, a lone thought pushed through and I pulled back, “wait.”
He stopped every movement the moment the words left my mouth and he looked up at me. He waited patiently to hear why I had stopped him and I thought about how to say the words without ruining the mood but I knew there was no way. There was a possibility he would hate me after I said this and he wouldn’t want me anymore but I knew I had to say it.
“I’m not pure.”
He paused and looked at me in confusion, “what do you mean you’re not pure.”
“My former mate,” I choked back the words. I hadn’t thought about that memory in a while but it was still raw, “after he rejected me, he came into my room drunk and he-,”
I couldn’t voice the words but Ryker understood. He stayed silent but I felt a tsunami of anger hit me so hard that I had to grasp my chest to ease the red hot pain that came with the feeling. Ryker seemed to realize I was struggling to deal with his emotions because the next thing I knew, I couldn’t feel him at all. He must have built a wall to cut off his emotions. from mine.
I expected him to tell me to leave but he grabbed my cheeks in both. hands. His thumbs stroked my cheeks softly and he k*ssed me softly once- twice- three times.
“You are pure,” I opened my mouth to combat him but he cut me off, “What that b astard did has nothing to do with your purity.”
“But you won’t be my first.”
“I will be your first because your first time has to be given; it cannot be taken from you without your consent,” his touch was so soft in comparison to the harsh anger burning in his eyes, “Even if you gave your first to someone else willingly it wouldn’t matter. It doesn’t make you any less pure.”
“I want to kill that b astard for making you feel this way and putting those thoughts in your head.”
“Don’t do that,” I said immediately and he raised a brow, “Please.”
He sighed and nodded then he k*ssed me again, “We don’t have to do this.”
“I want to do this.”
I didn’t know how true those words were until they left my l*ps. Ryker lay me on my back and climbed over me never once removing his l*ps from mine. When he was settled between my thighs, he started to slowly undo the buttons on his dress shirt that I was wearing.