Chapter 17
Kidnapped by my mate
Kidnapped by My Mate Chapter 17
Sweet relief from the pain that I had dealt with for the past several days came crashing into my b*dy, and I let out a s ob.
Grayson wrapped his arms tightly around my middle and then shifted them to beneath my butt so he could lift me.
Waist and clung to him for what felt like dear life.
I wrapped my legs around his
âIâm so sorry,â he whispered into my hair. âG od, Iâm so sorry.â
I nodded my head to show that I understood, and pressed myself closer to him.
âIâm sorry too,â I whispered into his n*eck.
He squeezed me gently. No more words were needed.
We stayed like that for a few minutes, just holding each other and breathing each other in.
It was pure bliss, and I never wanted it to end.
But then Grayson moved. I panicked. Was he going to put me down? Was he going to leave me again? He must have sensed my panic because he ran a hand soothingly up and down my back as
he walked.
âShh,â he said. âIâve got you.â
He carried me past the room Iâd spent the last few days in and into the room next to it.
Without letting go of me, he closed the door and then made his way over to the bed.
He laid us down so we were both on our sides facing each other with our bodies entwined.
Our foreheads touched, and for a while, we just stared into each otherâs eyes.
Our breathing became in sync and everything felt soâ¦right.
After some time I brought my hand up to touch the dark bags under his eyes.
âWhen was the last time you slept?â I asked him.
He shrugged his shoulders a bit. âAbout the last time you did.â
I furrowed my brow. âIâve slept a lot over the last few days.â
He pulled me closer, tightening his hold on me.
âNo, youâve passed out. And never for more than a few minutes. Thereâs a difference between passing out and sleeping.â
âHow did you know I passed out?â
âBecause I felt it. I felt everything you went through.â
âYou did?â I asked, surprised.
He nodded slowly and ran a thumb over my cheekbone.
âOur bond is stronger than the average werewolf couple. Iâm not sure why. I can feel your strongest emotions. Usually that doesnât happen until after youâve completed the mating process.â
I shuddered when he reached a hand under my shirt and ran it up and down my back.
âDo I even want to know what the mating process is?â
He smiled slightly.
âIâm probably not the best person to tell you. But I promise youâll enjoy every second of it. Youâll be begging me not to stop.â
His eyes drifted between us, roaming over my b*dy. He licked his l*ps hungrily.
I scoffed and shoved at his shoulder lightly. He growled playfully and squeezed me tighter to
him. His teeth nipped at my ear.
âS-so, um,â I stuttered when he leaned back to look at me. âThe mating process. It, uh, has to do with, umâ-I cleared my throat a bitââthat?â
Graysonâs eyes glittered with amusement. âDo you mean S**, mate?â
My cheeks blushed a dark red. I nodded my head.
Grayson licked his l*ps and smirked.
âYes. It has to do with lots and lots of S**.â
His voice was deeper than usual, and I noticed that his eyes were slowly becoming darker the more we talked about the topic. I shifted uncomfortably thinking about Grayson and me having S**. He noticed that I was moving farther away from him, and he immediately pulled me closer.
âNuh-uh, you are not getting away from me. I donât care how nervous S** makes you.â
I looked anywhere but his eyes. He didnât know it, but I had never had S** before. I just hadnât
had the time for boys when my dad got sick.
The thought of having S** for the first time with someone who seemed as experienced as Grayson made my stomach turn into knots.
Graysonâs hand went under my chin, and he lifted my head until my eyes met his.
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âYou have nothing to worry about, beautiful. Nothing will happen until you are one hundred percent ready and comfortable. Even then, I will take care of you. Iâll always take care of you.â
I relaxed a bit, even though the idea still made me nervous. Hearing his words, I wanted to melt into a puddle. He pressed his forehead against mine again, and we stayed like that for a while. It was interesting to stare into his swirling black eyes. It was almost as if they were sucking me in.
I found myself reaching up and cupping his face. I ran a thumb under his eyes.
âThatâs your wolf?â I asked quietly.
Grayson placed his hand over mine and turned his head to k*ss my palm gently. âYes.â
âAre you going to turn into a wolf now?â
âNo, donât worry about that. Heâs just watching you. I mean, heâs always watching through my eyes. Heâs just more present now because weâre so close to you.â
I continued to stare into his eyes as the black swirled around like a mist in his irises.
It was mesmerizing.
âWhat is he doing right now?â
âHeâs worrying about you. He doesnât enjoy seeing you so sad. He also continues to remind me of the fact that you havenât eaten or slept in days. Heâs mad at me for not taking care of you.â
âHe can talk to you?â
Grayson shook his head. âNo. He doesnât speak. He is a wolf, after all. But somehow we just understand each other. We are the same being. My wolf is me just as much as I am him.â
âHuh,â I breathed out, intrigued by everything that Grayson was saying. It was all so interesting.
âHe likes that youâre curious about him. He enjoys having your attention.â
âHe does?â
âYeah, you make him really happy.â He tucked a piece of hair behind my ear. âYou make us both really happy.â
I wasnât sure how to respond, so I just stayed quiet.
âBelle,â Grayson said, âI need you to know how sorry I am for all that you have been through
cince vou mat ma I know how ccory and overwhelming this whole thing has been for youâ
since you met me. I know how scary and overwhelming this whole thing has been for you.â
He squeezed my waist. âAnd whatâs even worse is that Iâm the cause of all of your distress. It kills me to see you so upset. I wish I couldâve done all of this differently. It was just the circumstances in which we met that made all of this so hard. Just please know that it was never supposed to be this way. I am so unbelievably sorry.â
He looked so pained-like he might break down at any moment.
I leaned into him more. Then I paused for a moment.
What am I doing?
I realized that I was seeking to comfort him.
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The more time I spent with Grayson, the less scared I felt. In fact, I was actually starting to trust him. As strange as it sounded, trusting him felt natural. It felt easy.
Just like being in his arms.
And standing there, so close to Grayson, there was nothing I wanted more than to just be with
him.
âIâm sorry too,â I whispered.
He scrunched his eyebrows together. âWhy are you sorry?â
I sighed. âI never gave you a chance. I was afraid and refused to listen. Even after you were so sweet to me, I refused to listen.â
Grayson smiled slightly. âAs happy as I am to hear you say that, you had every right to be afraid. I canât imagine being in your shoes.â
His thumb began to trace circles around my hip bone as he held me by the waist. I inched closer
to him.
âYou were right,â I said.
He raised an eyebrow. âAbout what?â
I looked deeply into his eyes. âI found my way back to you.â
His smile widened until it took over his entire face. He said nothing, just pulled me closer, placing his forehead against mine. He gently rubbed noses with me and hummed out his
contentment.
I breathed him in and basked in how it felt to be in his arms.
âGrayson?â I asked after a few minutes.
He lifted an eyebrow in response as his hands continued to dance across my skin.
âCan, um, can we try something?â
He paused for a moment. âWhat do you want to try, baby?â
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I took a deep breath and looked deep into his eyes. They were so intense as he waited for me to speak.
âUm⦠I, um, well, can weâ¦?â
He took my hand in his and threaded our fingers together.
He gave them a gentle squeeze, telling me to go on.
âNever mind,â I blurted out.
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âWell, that will not do,â Grayson said. He moved in, so that his face was hovering just inches over mine. He placed a hand on my waist. âTell me.â
I shook my head. âNo. Itâs not important.â
His hand drifted under my shirt. I tried to stop him but he said, âAre you ticklish, gorgeous?â,
I gaped at him. Was he planning on tickling me? âIâm not ticklish at all,â I said quickly.
He leaned down until his l*ps were brushing up against my ear. âI can sense your lie, baby,â he whispered. âJust tell me what you were going to say and I wonât do anything.â
âSeriously, it doesnât matter! I promise!â
âYeah, I donât believe you,â he stated.
He moved his fingers against my skin in a way that left me laughing hysterically. I squirmed and grabbed at his hands, but he just kept tickling me without mercy.
âStop!â I yelled out between laughs. âGrayson, stop!â
âJust tell me what you were going to say and Iâll stop!â
âNo, no!â I laughed. âIâm not going to tell you!â I tried pushing him off of me, but he really wasnât budging.
He laughed along with me.
âJust tell me!â He began tickling me with extra force, and I almost peed my pants from laughing
so hard.
âOkay, okay!â I finally gave in. âI was going to ask you to k*ss me!â
Grayson immediately stopped and leaned back.
I slapped a hand over my mouth. I could not believe Iâd just said that.
so hard.
âOkay, okay!â I finally gave in. âI was going to ask you to k*ss me!â
Grayson immediately stopped and leaned back.
I slapped a hand over my mouth. I could not believe Iâd just said that.
âWhat?â Grayson asked in shock.
I couldnât even look at him. I was mortified.
âWell, I, um, I didnât mean I, you know, wanted you to k*ss me, I just, um-
Graysonâs face was suddenly directly in front of mine. âThank G od,â he whispered.
And then he k*ssed me.