Semua Bab Bringing Him To His Knees: Her Vengeful Rebirth: Bab 41 - Bab 50

LYSANDER Who would have thought she would ask me to take a walk with her? I thought I'd spend my weekend hiding from her like I had been doing these past few days and just admiring her from afar. I didn't count on getting sought by her and getting dragged into a space I had tagged as hers. I had only been to the garden thrice since I built this house. The first time was to check the soil, the second was to supervise the gardeners as they planted various flowers, and the third was when I came out here to look for Zeph. I wasn't that keen about flowers and plants. I only had a garden, to honour my mother. She loved flowers and had one before her death. I just wanted something that would remind me of the wonderful woman who birthed me, which was why I had the flowers planted. Who would have thought my mate would be like my mum? 'Your mate? Hmm. I like the sound of that.' I ignored Cole, knowing it wasn't any use to argue with him. He was right though. I was beginning to accept th

LYSANDERI placed her on the bench and kissed her again. Her mouth was soft and yielding and sweet. She was everything perfect and more. I stroked her lips with the point of my tongue, and her tongue met mine, and we both sighed. We kissed until my body was on fire and I knew hers was too. We were burning for each other, eager for what was about to come. I had already kicked Cole to the back of my mind and got him imprisoned there so he wouldn't try anything funny while I was in the throes of pleasure. He could only feel what I was feeling currently, but nothing more than that. It was the best for the two of us. One of us needed to keep our mates save and from the looks of it, I was the one. Not him. He would only take her and mark her forcefully if you let him have his way. He grumbled, but I ignored him. Soon, he would understand why I did this and come to appreciate it more when he sees just how pretty and glowing our mate is when handled well. I couldn't afford to get on her bad

I was in a trance throughout the day. After that stunning episode of feeling his orgasm, even though I wasn't supposed to, I'd left the garden before him. I got dressed before he did, and rushed out without bothering to wait for him. I didn't care how suspicious I'd looked. All I wanted was space away from him so I could think about what happened between us. Why did I feel his pleasure? Why did it feel like we shared the same soul? This went beyond the intimacy I knew. It almost felt as if we were linked. I just… It was… I don't know how to explain what I felt and how winded it left me. Was that my imagination? If it was, does that mean I'd imagined such a scenario twice now? Why did it always happen each time I was on my knees before him? Why not when he went down on me?I was distressed. Not knowing what was going on was driving me the fuck insane. I needed answers. Fast. I paced the floors of my room, occasionally stopping to look out of the window. Lysander still hadn't gotten

I didn't return to her room. I strode to mine, ignoring Cole, who was laughing his head off at my embarrassment. You'd thought he would be supporting, as my wolf, but he wasn't. He kept on repeating, 'He thinks he's the male lead of his novel' until I had to slam the connection. He brought it up and continued to laugh. “I'm glad my predicament is an amusement to you,” I grumbled under my breath. 'Of course. It's amusing when you think about it.' “Suit yourself.” I sat up on the bed and stared at the door. I hadn't left my room since I stepped in after leaving hers. “Do you feel we did anything to annoy her earlier?”Even though she told me she was good, I couldn't help but worry that I did something to piss her off. She might have told me everything was okay so as not to anger me.'Did you?' Rolling my eyes at his question, I got up from the bed and strode to my window. I drew the curtains and opened the window, staring down at my enormous expense of land. I folded my arms and gl

Sage frowned. “How?” I gulped before I told him how odd I felt each time I went down on him. Telling him about it made me feel free. It might be because I know he was listening. He listened until I was done with my story. He let out a sigh and pinched the bridge of his nose. When he looked at me, it felt like he was assessing me. I sat quietly, waiting until he was ready to say something. “So, you've felt this twice now?” He asked to be certain he was following. I nodded. “One in his office, and the other today.” I omitted the fact that we had done it right here in the garden. It made things easier. I didn't want him to look at me oddly. “Oh.” Nodding, he sat up on the bench, fingers laced together. “I see. You're scared of feeling his emotions each time?” I nodded. “What if it's all in your head? What if you don't feel him but believe you do? It happens, you know?” My eyes widened. “Really?” He nodded, drawing up from the bench. “I haven't experienced something like tha