I felt a prickle at the back of my throat. I was surprised at my admission to Lucy. I didn’t often confess my feelings about my own mate bond, especially to people I wasn’t close with.
If I didn’t know better, I’d think she suddenly seemed to soften, her facial features taking on a downturned appearance, a sadness playing across her face. Maybe Lucy wasn’t as awful as she was acting. But before I could consider it more, she turned and walked into Luke’s room.
I sighed and decided to mindlink Luke.“Lucy’s here.”Then I went back downstairs to find leftovers to eat for dinner.
I was seated in the kitchen when he popped his head in. “Where is she?” he asked, looking tired.
“Upstairs,” I replied. He shook his head and was about to close the door and walk upstairs when I stopped him. “Luke.” He looked at me. I continued, “Do you wish you were mated to Lucy instead of Jasmine?”
He stepped into the kitchen and closed the door behind him, looking at me for a few seconds before he replied, “It doesn’t matter what I want. I spoke with my dad, and I have no choice. Apparently, Jasmine’s related to the alphas of the Jade Moon Pack, and they’ve threatened our pack before. I don’t know when or why, but my dad was adamant that I need to see this relationship through, or they could be a threat to us. This is bigger than me. I have to think about the pack now.”
I looked at him wondering if I should say more. Finally, I just nodded my head in understanding, resigned to both the fact that he was partially right—we did have to consider the pack above all else in our positions—and that I shouldn’t interfere. Ultimately, Jasmine was Luke’s mate, not mine. He turned around and walked out the door. But I couldn’t help but feel that it wasn’t right.
Chapter 51
Jasmine
WhenIwokeonMonday, I could feel that my leg was finally fully healed. Luke picked me up and drove me home. My parents were already gone by the time we got there. After he parked in the driveway, he followed me as I went out back to where I had left my clothes and keys before I had shifted days earlier. I walked to the back door to unlock it.
“Would you like to come in?” I asked.
“Yes,” he replied, following me into the kitchen. Once I shut the door, he wrapped his arms around me. His body was warm against mine, the sparks it emitted provoking my muscles to tense and my heart to beat rapidly, my whole body becoming aroused. As soon as his mouth touched mine, I pressed my pelvis against him in desperation.
After pulling apart, I dropped everything in my hands onto a kitchen chair. He grabbed me again, pulling me tightly against him. I used my free hands to touch every bit of him as he kissed me—his abs, chest, and broad shoulders.
“I want you so badly,” he moaned between kisses. “It’s been too long. No interruptions today. I’m turning my phone off.” He pulled out his phone and demonstrated as he turned it off and put it down on the kitchen table.
I took his hand and led him upstairs, his scent and the feeling of him touching my body setting off the same desire. Halfway up the stairs, he picked me up and carried me into my bedroom, throwing me on the bed. Crawling on top of me, he pushed my hair behind my ears and put his mouth back on mine. He settled between my legs, pressing his erection exactly where I could feel myself tingling, sparks being emitted and dulled by our clothing. He kissed me hungrily, stopping to pull the shirt off his body. I watched as he revealed his muscular torso to me, heightening my desire for him. He then peeled my shirt off and kissed down my chest, quickly unsnapping my bra and throwing it.
He placed his hands on my breasts, gently massaging them, and brought his mouth down on one of them. My breathing deepened—his soft, warm tongue against my aroused nipple was intoxicating. He kissed down my breast and moved his mouth to my torso, quickly kissing his way down, stopping once he reached the top of my jeans. He impatiently unbuttoned and unzipped them before pulling them off me. Once my legs were completely bare, he took his jeans off as well.
“Goddess, I just love touching you. Everything about being with you feels so good,” he exclaimed, staring down at me.
He brought his hands down to my panties and pulled them off, sliding them down my legs slowly. Once they were completely off, he kissed me up my legs, prompting my muscles to contract from the feeling of his mouth against them. When he started kissing the inside of my thighs, a moan escaped my lips, the pleasure and anticipation almost unbearable.
He looked up, locking eyes with me, and said, “You smell so fucking delicious. I want to taste every bit of you.”
He teased me, kissing the inside of my thighs, not moving any closer to where I wished he would kiss me. He slowly circled his mouth closer and closer to the target and finally shoved his fingers inside me. I yelped in surprise at the feeling as he pushed them in and out of me, eventually curling his fingers to find that spot that spread bliss throughout the lower half of my body, provoking me to moan loudly.
“Goddess, it’s amazing. I can almost feel your pleasure through the mate bond,” he exclaimed just as he lowered his mouth between my legs, first kissing me, and then sucking gently, a shiver traveling up my body in response. He eventually began using his tongue, flicking it against me, emitting sparks and pleasure. I completely lost myself in the feeling, my toes curling, grabbing at the bedsheets, wishing it would never end.
I tried to hold on to the feeling as long as I could but eventually found myself at the place of no return, my body shaking against his mouth, feeling euphoria pulse through my body. I gasped in a loud moan, and he pulled away, laying himself next to me. I turned to look into his eyes as he pushed my hair back.
“How was it?” he asked.
“Amazing.”
“Good.” He smiled.
“Let me.” I got up, wanting to return the favor. He rolled onto his back, and I pulled his boxer briefs down. He kicked them off his legs. I was unsure of myself as I tried to do the same thing I did last time. I put my hand on his erection, lowering my mouth to it, feeling it pulse in my hands. As soon as he was inside my mouth he groaned.
“Goddess, it feels so good. You could probably just keep your mouth on it and not do anything and I would still come from how good it feels.”
I knew that probably wasn’t what he wanted, so I moved my mouth up and down as he let out another groan. I allowed my hand to glide up and down his shaft in sync with my mouth. Before long, I found myself in a groove, my tongue pressing against him as I moved.
Soon I could feel the lower half of his body pulsating. “I’m going to come,” he exclaimed, and I kept going. I could feel as he throbbed a final few times before hot, salty liquid entered my mouth. I licked it up off him and swallowed it.
He had told me I didn’t have to, but I still wasn’t sure what the alternative was. Certainly, he didn’t want me to spit it out on either him or the bed.