Bella:
"Fuck me," Finn muttered when he realized we were stuck on the Ferris wheel.
I took deep, steady breaths, trying not to think of what had happened.
"Attention, everyone. We ask that you all remain calm. The Ferris wheel will be fixed in a few minutes, and you can get back to safety. Please don't get down on your own, as the height might be too much."
When the operator said this, I sighed again, leaning back on the seat. This was the worst time for me to be stuck with my mate without distraction, and the worst part was that he was mute.
"What are we going to do?" I asked. Finn looked down and then gave a shrug.
"We were asked to wait, so we wait," he replied, throwing his head back and closing his eyes.
I closed my eyes too, trying to think of other things that could distract me, but the only thing I could imagine was the dream I had about him. The image of his fingers inside me became clear, and I bit my lips, crossing my legs to hold back the tingles, but it didn't work.
"Bella," Finn called out, jolting me back to reality. "Why didn't you tell me you were cold?" he asked, making me realize my hands were clasped around my shoulders.
Before I could speak, he took off his jacket, then gently put my arms through the sleeves. He wrapped his arm around me and bent me toward him, resting my head on his shoulder.
My belly did a thousand cartwheels at once because I had never seen this side of him. The way he rubbed my shoulder was soothing, and his mild cologne made the horny demon in me want more.
"Thank you," I said, trying to start a conversation.
"You are welcome."
His baritone voice rang multiple times in my ears, like I had never heard him speak before.
"Fuck!" I groaned aloud, sitting up. He faced me, his expression contorted.
"Is there something wrong?" he asked, and I shook my head, turning away.
I prayed silently for the Ferris wheel to move.
"I'm sorry this had to happen, and I'm sorry I'm being an asshole, but I didn't expect the night to turn out this way, and I cannot do anything to make it better," he said with a sigh. I looked at him, wondering if I had heard right.
Maybe my situation was making me hear wrong.
"I promise I'll make it up to you somehow. A place where we do not have to get stuck for hours," he said. I held his gaze for a moment before bursting into a short laugh.
"It's fine. I think I like the view from here."
"You do not have to pretend to make me happy," he replied in a low tone that sounded like the life had drained out of him.
"Pretend? I'm not pretending. Look down."
He did and he could see how beautiful the carnival looked from this view.
"I feel like the moon goddess looks down on us that way and smiles at how beautiful her creation is," I said.
We spoke for a while, and I watched his face lighten up, which made me feel better. It served as a great distraction, and before I could tell, the wheel started to roll. We glanced at each other, and his hands slowly grabbed mine.
"What a hell of a ride!" I exclaimed. "Who would have thought tonight would end this way, but I must say I had a great time," I said, turning to look at him to see that he was staring at me.
I tried to look away, but before I could, I felt the warmth of his lips against mine, which ended almost immediately, just as our seat reached the ground.
"I'm sorry. Forget that ever happened," he said in a plain voice, getting out without helping me unbuckle belt.
I felt embarrassed, so I got out at once, rushing away from the Ferris wheel.
my seat
"Bella!" he yelled, coming after me, but I didn't stop. "Bella, please wait!" he yelled again, grabbing my hand just as I walked behind an empty stall.
I yanked my hand away from his grip, then turned to look at him with tears hanging in my eyes. A part of me despised these boys, but they were still my mates, so their actions hurt, and right now, he had hurt me.
"What? It never happened, and I won't speak about it," I said, trying hard to hold back the tears and to silence the pain in my chest.
"Bella, please," he tried to grab me again.
"Leave me alone!" I yelled, walking away. Then he grabbed me forcefully, causing me to collide gently with his hardened chest. He cupped my cheeks with his huge hands, pressing his lips firmly on mine.
The warmth from his kiss calmed my heart, and for a moment, I felt the world go silent. I hadn't felt like this for a long time, and it was better than when I had kissed Sebastian first.
He pulled away shortly, and we both stared at each other, panting.
"You are my weakness, Bella, and it took me so long to realize it."
When he said this, all I could think of was how beautiful he looked with his finely chiseled jaw and his inviting lips, which I could claim all night.
"I'm sorry if you..."
I slammed my mouth into his before he could finish. He grabbed my slender waist in his huge arms, pushing me gently against the stall. I put my left arm across his shoulder while my right hand caressed his soft hair gently. One of his hands grabbed my thigh, moving dangerously upward until he cupped my butt cheeks. He squeezed, causing me to let out a moan into his mouth.
His hands moved forward, shifting my panties and resting on my core.
"You are wet for me." His deep baritone reverberated in my ears as his fingers soaked in my wetness, causing my pussy muscles to tighten.
I felt my entire body open up to him, and I imagined taking him there at once. But I had never had sex before, which was something I didn't want to share with him yet, but I didn't want him to stop.
"Finn?" Kai called out, causing us to pull away from each other.
"What the hell!" Ryder yelled in a loud voice.
How could I have forgotten? I was mated to three, and they could smell me. I had fucked up, and I knew this, so I ran like the coward I was, searching for my best friend, Hazel.
I took out my phone and tracked down her location, waiting to bury my head in shame, but what I saw shocked me. "I, Noah Crowley, reject you, Hazel Baudelaire as my mate."