In a heartbeat, he had me on the all-in-marble counter that separated the two sinks the ladies’ room had to offer.
His hands were firmly – and somehow possessively so, I might add – holding my bottom, his hips nestling down in the space that my opened legs allowed since he had somehow forced them to wrap around his middle.
“What…” the protest died on my lips since he chose that moment to possess my mouth with his.
His mouth was devouring mine, his tongue furiously battling with mine, commanding submission; a submission I was not willing to show for probably less than ten seconds before I gave in.
He growled deep in his throat in appreciation while pressing himself against me and I suddenly couldn’t help the moan that fell off my lips right into his. He seemed to savor the sound.
Seconds later – though it could have been minutes, I couldn’t say for sure – he freed me of his devilish mouth. I might have groaned in response but I was actually tha
The rest of the night was spent calmly, peacefully, pretty uneventful. I had kept shamelessly flirting with Tim, feeling all the while Jonathan’s gaze on me. I had thankfully managed to get my act together before stepping out of the bathroom. I had showed up at the table as collected as ever, as if nothing had happened. I could only assume it had unnerved him since he didn’t stay at the restaurant long enough to have desert. He had left some ten minutes before us, the skank he had brought trying to keep up with his angry strides but not quite managing to do so. I had inwardly grinned at that while keeping my face impassible, not showing any emotion whatsoever that might indicate the feeling of satisfaction I was experiencing. Truth be told, the game seemed silly at times; nevertheless, it was serving its purpose just fine and that was what mattered most to me. The drive back home was enjoyable; Tim and I joked around and teased each other a little bit. It the
I entered my room, a smirk adorning my lips, indicator of my good mood, and was soon changing into my pajamas. I looked dismissively at my untidy desk, knowing I would have no problems finding whatever I needed in the morning – despite the almost impossible disorder – since that was just my way of tidying things up. I then longingly looked at my queen-seized bed which was just under the window but forced my legs to take me to the bathroom so that I could brush my teeth.It was safe to say that all what had happened in the evening had made me tired since as soon as my head hit the pillow, I dozed off.It was a nice sunny day and Celia and I had been enjoying it together. We had gone to the mall shopping, had fun, eaten some deliciously junky food as lunch and then gone back to my house. We were about to watch a movie when Karl strolled in.Wanting them to grow closer, I told them it felt too hot for me to stay
Jonathan's pov: She had purposefully accepted all of his touches and even initiated some. She had not shrugged his arm off in the cinema theater. She had brushed her hand against his so he would hold it. She might have even kissed him when I had gone to bring Katherine along. And who knew what else she might have done when he had dropped her off. All of her cunning smiles, her giggles, and her flirtatious attitude had driven me crazy with jealousy, and I had snapped and kissed her despite my resolution not to –though I did not regret it. I was almost ashamed to say I had dragged a fellow werewolf into my mate’s little game; but then again, it wasn’t like Katherine minded it one bit. On the contrary, I was sure she’d have no qualms bedding me on the first opportunity she thought she might have. She had even gone as far as try to tempt me last night, with her following me into my room after we had come back to the pack house in nothing but a flimsy
“You must know that even though Jasmine doesn’t show it, she’s scared of werewolves,” He began in a flat tone. “I know,” was my deadpan reply. I had looked into that incident I overheard her talking about, and was told that she had come impossibly close to both rape and death, all because of rogues. She had been saved in extremis by her warlock cousin, Karl. And although she had gotten out of that encounter physically unharmed, she’d been mentally scarred. Quite the trauma. “But what she’s even more scared of is losing herself,” he added on a sigh. I cocked an eyebrow at him in question while giving him a quizzical look, “What do you mean by that?” He let out yet another sigh, looked around the kitchen for a split-second before shifting his gaze towards me, “That is to mean she’s a little bit of a control freak.” “Huh?” my eyes narrowed. He lost me there, my wolf interjected, breaking through the wall I
I had woken up just in time to put on the first thing that came my way, grab my backpack from where it sat on the floor, hurry down the stairs and then shout out I was leaving. After that horrible nightmare, I had been comforted by Karl and then lulled into a deep dreamless sleep; and that resulted in my not hearing the alarm clock and only waking up at the sound of my phone going off – Seth had arrived to pick me up, like usual, and he was waiting for me. Damn I hate Mondays, I mentally scowled at the prospect of having to endure school. I entered the car, greeted him gruffly and then closed the door with more force than I intended. “Someone’s grumpy,” he chuckled. “Just drive,” I sighed, checking in the mirror if there were any bags under my make-up free, light blue eyes, and thankfully finding none. I sincerely hoped our ride to school would be spent in a comfortable silence. “About yesterday,”
The hallways were as usual bubbling with life, annoyingly noisy as I left Seth, waved goodbye at him and then went straight to my locker. Needless to say, I hadn’t been approached by anybody… what, with my having Seth as my only friend, there was no wonder there.I retrieved what I needed, slammed the door of my locker shut and then, sighing, rested my forehead against its cool metal, trying – and failing – to clear my mind a little bit.All of a sudden, the bell rang, startling me out of my musings, making me realize that that failed attempt of mine had taken much more time than one would have thought. I straightened up and then turned around, preparing myself for some running-in-the-hallway exercise, but found my gaze caught under the spell of those mesmerizing electric blue eyes I had desperately tried but failed to hate… true, I hadn’t gotten to the point of loving them but I most definitely did not
And it had been a long day all right.All through our morning classes, Jonathan’s gaze had not left me at all, and it had both unnerved and excited me. And, naturally, the excitement part of my body response made me angry at myself, and that in turn made me even more unsatisfied at having him by my side as I walked into the cafeteria.“Will you cut it out already?” I sighed, giving him a sideways glare.“I didn’t do anything.”The flat way he said that made him almost sound clueless as to what was unnerving me at the moment. “You’re just following me around like a lovesick puppy. Other than that, you didn’t do anything,” I rolled my eyes as I got in line to get lunch.“Mates are impossibly attracted to one another but they don’t fall in love at first sight, you know,” he drawled, his serious tone making me turn my head to look at him, “Yo
The ride had been pleasantly silent. I had been in no mood to talk about my outburst and Jonathan had – thank god – chosen to let me be. When he finally parked the car after who knows how long, I realized we were at the woods.How typical! Werewolves and their forests, I mentally snickered but felt grateful really. I liked nature, it represented all which I was not at the moment, a still and contained force –it calmed me.It also made me contemplate all that had happened.He grabbed a blanket out of the backseat and the Chinese take-out he had bought on the way here and then laid it on the grass. He cocked his head to the side in a silent invitation, not breaking the comfortable silence, and I obliged.It all felt absurdly domestic, but I had to admit I liked it.OK, I did more than just like it, I truly appreciated it. I was, truth be told, plainly grateful.“Thank you,” I muttered as I ate a forkful of the del