Page 105 of Rejected Mate's Baby for the Alpha King

He wasn’t wrong. My wolf and I might not ever speak to each other, but we had our work-around. Was this his way of telling me that I would someday find my own mate? I might actually kill him if he said that.

“I need you to remember that. I need you to rely on that instinct and truly ask yourself if you think it’s possible that I’ve bonded with anyone else. To think that I belong to anyone but you. No, don’t open your eyes. Don’t give me that withering look and change the subject. I won’t put this off any longer. Not with you throwing yourself headlong into danger because you think my happiness is worth more than yours. Because you think nobody cares about you.”

That was not what I was doing, was it? A retort rose to my lips, but I heard the desperate plea in his voice, so I didn’t let it out. Instead, I focused on what I felt, and it was so hard because I already knew that I loved him. I knew that he was it for me.

And how would I know that without a bond?

“You’re not hers,” I whispered. “You didn’t form a bond with Gemma. Then why…”

“Elonso had old information. There was a time when everyone assumed that Gemma would mate with Marrow or me. Hell, when we were younger, we used to fight over her. Then, Marrow left and had a kid, and I looked at her one day and knew that we would never be more than friends. The day before she left with my parents, we had a huge fight. She wanted to go in search of her mate, and I thought she wasn’t ready. She’d been so protected by us. My parents practically raised her. She was softer than even Emily. I was not about to let her go bouncing around from pack to pack looking for her mate. When she left, I thought she’d done just that. It didn’t even occur to me that she could be dead. I just figured she was happy. I wanted her to be happy, but not because she was my mate. Because she was my friend.”

“Rhyson…”

“I’m not done,” he cut in. My eyes were still closed, but I felt him approaching. “You know you belong to me, Maya. Just as I belong to you. Even without the fated mate bond, I knew it. I loved you, and fucking everyone else knew it too. That’s how I found you. Duke knocked some sense into my head, and the bond that I’d been holding back ever since I met you formed. It reaches for you, and I know you’ll never physically feel it, but you feel it in your heart, don’t you?”

My heart slammed against my chest. “Yes.”

“You know that I am yours. I don’t give a shit who your parents are or what they’ve done. I only care who you are, and Maya, you are the most amazing woman I have ever met. Your strength and compassion shine through in everything you do and everything that you touch. One of these days, when you look in the mirror, you will see the woman who I see every day. I’m going to make that my life’s mission.”

I couldn’t keep my eyes closed anymore. Opening them, I held back a sob and launched myself into his arms. “I love you,” I whispered.

“I know, baby. It’s in everything that you do, and I swear, you will know that I love you without question. Be my queen, Maya. Be the part of me that has been missing for so damn long.”

“Yes.” I clung to him as he kissed me, and I realized that I’d never felt true joy before now. My father hadn’t taken this from me after all. I’d found him.

Straddling him, I circled my arms around his neck and clung to him as our bodies molded together. Mine. My mate. Till the end of our days, he was mine.

“I should let you sleep,” he growled, but made no move to unseat me. All exhaustion had fled the moment he touched me.

“You heal me, Rhyson. Your touch heals me. I want to feel good,” I cooed with a smile. I didn’t need to see his eyes to know that I had him. “Please.”

“You’re going to choose now to beg?” he asked with an arched eyebrow, but his hands slid my shirt off.

With a pout, I rose up so he’d have access to my sweatpants. They were drawstring, and he took his time undoing the string while he stared up at me. “Are you not in the mood, mate?”

“Maya,” he breathed, and his gaze darkened.

“You like hearing that? I like saying it.” Slipping off his lap, I pushed my pants down and twirled naked in front of him. My heart did a little dance.

“Take it easy, Maya,” Rhyson whispered as he reached for me and pulled me back. “You need to rest. I’ll stay with you.”

“Your Majesty, I need more than that. I need you.” With a twinkle in my eyes, I gently pushed on his chest until he was flat on his back, and straddled him. He was half-naked, and I loved stroking the smooth skin on his chest. “Please? I’ve been so good.”

“Now?” he growled. “Planning on driving me crazy tonight?”

“Tonight and every night after, Rhyson. You’re mine now. And I’m going to be so good.”

I pulled his pants down, mentally celebrating when he lifted his hips to make it easier for me. He was so fucking beautiful, and I still couldn’t believe that he was mine. Grasping his cock, I squeezed gently and lowered my head. As I took him into my mouth, he hissed.

“Yeah. You are so good. My good girl,” he grunted as he spread his hands through my hair and gently massaged my head. “Suck that cock, sweetheart. So good.”

I sighed in pleasure at hearing that, but I did my best not to let him know. He might be my mate, but I didn’t need to make it too easy on him.

Before I could finish the job, he pulled me up and gently moved until I was under him. “I wasn’t done.”

“I’m your king,” he reminded me.

“And my mate.”

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