Sleeping Handsome Let's Mate Novels & Stories

He had a serious look on his face and appeared as if whatever they were talking about was indeed serious, however, the girl was giggling half of the time and I felt my wolf nearly jump through my skin when she touched my mate's arm. I took in the appearance of the girl, briefly looking her up and down. Her hair was short only reaching to her shoulders, hair black as the night. She wore a rather very short skirt and provocative top, I snarled mentally at the thought of her trying to get the attention of my mate. My mate. 'This bitch better know our mate is ours alone,' Patrice growled. I just cleared my throat to catch their attention and my mate's eyes darkened as he scanned my body.

He rasped as she inhaled sharply. "Give me my phone," She demanded bravely. "Why?" He asked innocently causing her to throw a quick glare his way before looking away. "Because it's mine," She muttered in a duh tone. "And you're mine," He husked and her eyes widened as she stared into his dark onyx hues. "I'm not," She deadpanned and his brow shot up in a challenge. She was scared and a nervous wreck but in no way was she backing down. "But you just said you're my mate, didn't you?" He said coolly, taking a step towards her and involuntarily she stepped back. If she hadn't stepped back his body would've flushed against hers.

I kiss my mate on his hand and run for the bathroom, I quickly do my business, wash my hands and face and run back to my mate's side. I'm holding my mate's hand just staring at his face, I've convinced myself that if I stare at him long enough he'll wake up as if my staring at him will somehow magically alert him to his mate being here. I think I'm losing my mind. He is so goddam handsome, even covered in cuts and bruises he's the most handsome man I have ever laid my eyes on.

She held my hand again and guided it over her nipple which was now getting hard. After a little while of playing with her nipple, she turned to face me. She cupped my chin and looked into my lustful eyes. The whole world stopped and I wanted to be buried right into her eyes, they were too beautiful to move away from. “My feelings for you scare me. They are too intense and…I can’t even explain it but…” “It is the mate bond that pulls you to that person, nothing else matters more than them. He becomes your rising and setting sun.” I explained.

Especially with his girlfriend here! "Look, Alexa…" Jacob grabbed my hand, but I yanked it away. He tried to grab it again, and this time I just kept silent. But I didn't lower my guard as he couldn't move my hand, so he had to accept it. "I know this will sound ridiculous and maybe shock you, but you can't be with Nicholas because I’m your mate." "Your mate?" I gasped, feeling it was absurd. Yesterday, his girlfriend said that she and Jacob were destined mates, but now Jacob said I was his mate. What's wrong with these dogs?

I patted his back and planted a kiss on his head, which was resting on my shoulder. Stephen stood upright and took my hand in his. "It's late. Let's go to bed." He said. My lips twitched. Late? It was still evening! But Stephen dragged me toward his room before I could argue with him. We entered his room, and he locked the door behind us. "Come, let's play a game!" He said excitedly. I tilted my head, wondering if I heard him wrong. Wasn't he all emotional earlier? How could someone change so fast?

It would be nice to have my best friend by my side to run off all the hussies who just want to be queen. I burst out laughing as I nodded. ‘I would totally keep your bed hussy-free.’ ‘I know. Big bad, Tawnie De Sangre! Killer of men and women!’ he teased. ‘Shut up,’ I giggled in his head. “Alright,” I grumbled, crossing my arms over my chest as I settled back against the seat. “If neither of us finds our mates in this search, I will agree to be your chosen mate, but just so you know, I want the whole bed. You can sleep at the foot of the bed like a loyal little puppy!”

I stared at him, an unexplainable sadness stirring within me. "Then, would you be willing to become my fated mate?" I asked. He froze, surprised by my sudden question. He fell silent. I knew then that he was hesitating, struggling. He only desired to keep me as a toy, but he wasn’t willing to pay the ultimate price. "What? Not willing?" I laughed, "Your ‘love’ is worthless after all." "James, stop insulting me with your hypocrisy." I said coldly, turning to leave. "Emily!" He called out urgently, "Don’t be so unreasonable! I’ve humbled myself; what more do you want?"

Damien We keep laying there in postcoital bliss until our breathing comes to normal. I thread my hands lazily through her hair and put it behind her ear. "You were so fantastic tonight, baby," I whisper into her ear and her face breaks into a smile. "And so were you," she replies and then turns her head so that she can look at me. I lean on my elbow and let her have a better look. She looks so damn sexy right now with her messed up hair and her gorgeous breasts are on display. My body stirs awake for another round.

Swaying on my feet, my body finally gave up on the fight of staying awake and I lost consciousness. ... I woke up with hands wrapped tightly around me. I followed the hand that led me to the most handsome face I have ever seen before. He looked so peaceful when he was asleep, almost like an angel. A wide smile spread across my lips as I stared at him like a creep. I couldn't believe that this fine specimen was all mine. It felt too good to be true, like a dream. But this was my life now. I had the perfect mate and we were madly in love with each other.