Mate With You Novels & Stories

“ Months passed: and I consoled myself with the thought that she was just a fling and not his chosen mate, surely he would grow bored with her over time. I continued my prayers.” “ Two more years passed, and one glorious summer day we found out we were mates. Aegon kissed me like he couldn't get enough of me, and the next thing I knew, we were tearing off each other's clothes and falling into bed, eager and greedy for the touch of each other's bodies.” Her voice took on a dreamy quality and she closed her eyes, as though reliving the moment. “It was......amazing, but Aegon refused to mark me,” her eyes snapped open at the latter part of her sentence.

Mate. The word roared through my mind as my body arched violently against Theo’s. His eyes widened suddenly, like he was stunned, meeting my gaze with the same shock. “Claire..” I gasped, my vision swimming. “Theo… what's happening…?” “It’s the mate bond.” His voice was hoarse, ragged. “You’re…God, Claire…you’re mine. We're mates.” The mate bond shimmered between us, binding, and undeniable. Sparks literally danced where our skin touched, and I guess it made him intensify every thrust, and every kiss.

“Blake, please, just tell me.” He takes a deep breath. “Anna... she’s my mate.” My breath catches in my throat. His mate? That’s not possible. “What do you mean she’s your mate?” I demand, struggling to keep my voice calm. “We’ve been together for three years, Blake. You can’t just throw that away for someone you barely know.” “I’m sorry,” he says, his eyes full of regret. “I didn’t mean for it to happen. I’ve been trying to fight the mate bond for a very long time now, Violet. But I can’t deny the connection I feel with her. I have to be with Anna.”

I muttered, letting the words roll freely as my hand on her waist was possessive but gentle enough not to hurt her small waist and wide hip. “I should still be angry but my hands on your waist are putting pictures in my head you don’t want to hear about but I’m definitely going to share.” “Don’t even dare, I’m not yours. I’m keeping myself for my mate.” She rang out and at the mention of that, I could feel a new energy running through my veins as her words made me and my wolf the most excited. “You think that’s right? Your sweet little tight p*ssy for just your mate?”

Only mates can do this for each other. Which means... “Do you believe me now? That I’m your mate?” I whispered allowing a stray tear to fall down my eye. . . TBC

" Now, you will only call me your mate. As far as I am concerned, we are soulmates, and you belong to me " Her gaze widened in confusion and anger. " What the fuck is that? Do you think this is the right time to joke?" " I am not joking sweetheart " I pecked her lips once more and slowly lowered myself to my feet. I yanked down at the fabric of her skirt, causing her to gasp as the cool air hit her naked thighs. " You are mine " My fingers hooked around the edges of her lace underwear. My mouth watered at the scent of her arousal. " We are destined to be together. We are mates. And I will make you cry it until you know no other thing "

“She’s all alone right now. She can’t survive out there.” “Then let’s erase the mate mark,” I said. “Either you send her away, or we get divorced.” Adrian’s eyes narrowed, his gaze cooling by the second. “Ann. That trick doesn’t work the second time.” He stepped closer, looking down at me like he held the high ground. “The first time, I was willing to spoil you, to let you throw your little tantrum.” He reached for my face. I dodged. “You say divorce and we divorce?” He gave a low laugh. “What do you think I am?”

The past I never escaped from. I stared at him, as the tears I tried to hold came pouring in an instant. My hands went cold and numb. Slowly my heart thumped. Thump... Thump... Thump... With every damn thump, I could feel my world drowning. " Why do you care so much about my past?" I cried. He said nothing, he just walked towards the door. And as soon as he touched the door knob, he paused, turning back to look at m e. " Jayden is my fated mate!" He said, heading out of the room slamming the door on me.

mate! I started perceiving a particular scent, the scent of newly bloomed lilies That scent was driving me crazy, I decided to follow the scent When I got to where the owner of the scent was, what I saw broke my heart My mate was being bullied and hit by a bunch of over pampered bitchy wolves Anger boiled inside of me and I roared "stop!!!" But the bitch and her group refused to listen And that was when my wolf went loose for the first time and I shifted

She asked, obviously confused. Sebastian closed his eyes and clenched his fist tightly, he really hates saying this. He turned around to face her before revealing. "You're my mate." He paused for a while before adding. "That's because you are my mate." "Mate?" Amelia's brows quirked automatically in confusion. "What's a mate?" She asked. "A mate is a partner given to a wolf by the moon goddess and they are bounded by a very strong love for each other, and they don't divorce like you humans do. They love for eternity." He paused before adding. "Unless one dies."