Page 12 of Unloved Mate

“Please don't make me say it.”

“Unless you tell me what you want. I'm sorry, I just can't figure it out. I’m not psychic.” He teased and dragged his lower lip with his teeth, a smirk lacing his lips as his eyes roamed my body. I rolled my eyes at him and got my gaze back on the road. I wanted to explore more of this relationship and that included the sexual part. I didn't want to dive into the sex right now because I didn't think I was ready to have a dick inside me. But I was ready to try something new since the kissing wasn't so bad. We could start by just simple things. My mind dwelled on these thoughts until I saw a mansion ahead of us. “We have arrived, Valor.” Zeke announced, pulling me out of my thoughts. He followed the driveway which led up to the gate where a lean muscled dark skinned man was standing. He opened the gates after inspecting me and Zeke. We drove toward the building, following the drive that led through the field. We arrived in the center of the compound where the luxuriant building stood. The car came to a halt and I let out a sigh, glancing at Zeke’s way, seeing him undo his seatbelt. He stepped down and walked over to the bonnet, arriving at the other side. As he crossed over, I saw another image from the man that chased me through the woods and the mere thought of that sent heat straight to my core. My Adam's apple bobbed as I swallowed. Zeke unlocked the door and held it open, scanning the expression on my face. “Aren’t you joining me?”

“I am. I just need a second.” I said and exhaled deeply before I rose to my feet. My eyes widened in excitement at seeing the magnificent building standing in front of us. Tall columns with intricate stonework, lush gardens and fields, multiplestories and wings. Zeke took out our luggage and led me up the stairs, which led to the entrance of the building. We walked through the large door, strolling down the foyer and appearing in the main room which had lavish furnishing, landscapes and portraits attached to the wall, rich wood paneling and plush carpets. We took the stairs and walked down the dimly lit hallway and arrived in our room. After we left the luggage on the bed, Zeke took his time to take me around the house, showing me several rooms which were expensively furnished.

We finished the tour and returned to the living room, which had a crystal chandelier hanging from the high ceiling. The same guy from the gateway sat on the expensive couch, pouring himself a glass of vodka. He smirked at Zeke, who gave him a nod as we sat opposite from him. “You must be Valor. Zeke said great things about you. Actually, you're the reason we haven't fucked,” he murmured and took a sip from his glass. I chortled and rolled my eyes at him, feeling slightly embarrassed and annoyed. “I’m Ben. Nice to meet you.”

“You as well.”

“When are the others arriving?”

“Tonight. We will sort everything out tonight. Besides, we need to help a witch find a new pack. Her name is Leda Fairfax.”

“Mm. That's why you reached out to me, isn't it?” he shrugged and kissed his teeth. “Mm,” he added and leaned back on the couch, looking over at confused me. “I’ll explain everything to you, I promise.”

“Oh, ok. I think I need to take a bath and brush before everyone arrives.”

“Great. I'll cook you guys breakfast.” Ben said, and shot to his feet and sneered at Zeke. Ezekiel put his hand up in protest, rising to his feet and walking with me to the room.

Once we were behind closed doors, I pulled him into a kiss and he purred, his wolf coming into his eyes as he deepened the kiss, our lips splaying against each other, his lips claiming mine in a possessiveness that left me to wonder what else he had in store for me. All I knew was I didn't want to stop. I didn't stop, because I loved it. I gasped as he rummaged his soft hands through my body, kissing every part of me, a growl spurting from his throat. Everywhere he touched my body manifested sparks of ecstasy, and I couldn't help but moan in delight. His hands found their way to my shirt, and he ripped it off. I let out a squeal and threw my head backward from the pleasure, dragging my lips with my teeth. He moved down to my chest, tracing every inch of my body with his tongue. He circled my hard nipples, one after the other, and sucked on each of them, sending thrills of sexual pleasure that went straight to my cock. My length was straining against my thighs, begging to be freed. I wanted to know how it felt to have his mouth buried deep on my cock. I wanted his lips to tighten around my cock and elicit growls of pleasure from me. I desired that I came inside him and filled him with fullness, and watched as he swallowed every single fucking drop of my release. Fuck, this man was driving me fucking crazy with the works of his hands on my body. I could feel the heat oozing from him, the want in his eyes, driving him and his wolf with feral need.

“Fuck, Ezekiel.” Was all I could muster, the tension of pleasure in the air, growing thicker. We backed into the bed and he playfully tugged me forward. I fell against the bed and he unbuttoned his shirt and removed his belt. He climbed onto the bed, straddling on me and taking my lips into a kiss. “I want to take your cock into me and know how it feels to have you at my mercy.” He whispered against my ears, his fangs brushing on my earlobe. My mouth formed into an O as he traced his tongue from my neck until he got to my groin. His hands pulled downmy trouser and set my aching length free. He wrapped his hands around it, his eyes holding a glint of pleasure, as he ran his tongue over the slit, swiping off the pre-cum.

“Tell me if this is ok.” He asked with a smile and took me into his mouth, his lips tightening around the base of my dick. I threw my head backward from the zap of pleasure I felt, my fist tightening against the bedsheets. I braced myself for the feeling of thrill each time he gagged on my cock, stroking and sucking, driving me to the edge until I came.

“Ezekiel.” I hissed. His eyes glinted their golden color, and he narrowed his gaze toward me, my come dropping from the corner of his lips.

“You taste so good, Valor.” He smiled and climbed onto the bed, pulling me into a cuddle.

“You are safe with me. You know that, right?” He sounded like he was trying to convince me to believe him. When I looked into his eyes, there was an expression of genuineness in them, and I knew he was telling the truth.

“Yes.” I grumbled, sleep slowly taking me.

I woke up later in the day and found myself alone in the bedroom. Groaning, I stretched and rustled out of the bed, finding my way into the bathroom still half awake. I almost bumped into the door frame when I regained my complete sense of direction. I walked through the door and headed for the sink, twisting the faucet and letting the water pour into the sink. I put my hands under the warm water and splashed water across my face, keeping my hands on the sink and facing the vanity mirror. I groaned, this time from the ache as I remembered the words of the stranger from the woods.

“I came to kill you.” He said, and I pulled back from the mirror, rubbing my eyes to get rid of any traces of sleep. I grumbled lazily and headed into the shower, washing up andchanging into new clothes. I was about to leave for downstairs when I had another flash, like my memories were forcing its way back to my head, like someone had tampered with them.

I headed out of the room, walking down the hallway and carefully slipping through the parlor and kitchen area but there was no sign of Ben or Zeke. Something was definitely wrong. You know that feeling I get. Besides, where the hell was Zeke and why did I feel a sudden pull toward the trees by the lawn? I sneaked out of the house and headed toward the forest entrance where I felt some sort of connection beckoning to me. The tether grew stronger as I sauntered closer. I just couldn't resist it.

As I crossed the tree line into the forest, my heart hammered against my chest, and I kept walking until I was halfway into the woods alone and unable to know if I had made it out of the property. As I regained my sense of self and turned to walk back to the house, I stumbled into the arms of a man. And I remembered him. Kane.

8

Valor

I stood there, realizing that somehow Zeke had altered the memories in my brain. I remembered everything now, how Kane chased me through the woods with the urge to claim each other, taking hold of us faster than we both expected. This man wanted to kill me, but even from that moment when he made his goal clear, he still had that look of captivation in his eyes. Even now we were standing in the middle of nowhere on the Eclipse's property. He still looked at me the same way.

I had questions for Zeke because he had manipulated me into believing he was Kane and I followed him out here. If he had just told me the truth, I would have followed him anyway because we still had unresolved issues between us, but with this happening, I was doubting how true everything that occurred from the start was. I let out an exhale of frustration and Kane just stood there watching me. Kane’s presence excited my wolf, Leo, and I had to shut him off after several telepathic warnings. This wasn't the time to get back to becoming obsessed with an Alpha. I had to think with my head not with my dick. “I need to get back.” I told him and gestured toward the path, but he stopped me even before I took three steps forward.

“I came here to ask you for a favor.”

“What could I possibly have?” I was saying and turned on my heels to leave, but he reached out and tightened his grip around my wrist. His expression unreadable, his eyes still holding that look in them.

“Everything, little wolf. You have everything.” He remarked with a smile.

“I just want you to leave me alone.”

“Look, whatever Zeke has planned for you isn't good. What do you think would happen to you when he figures out that you know? I'll protect you, Valor. I just need you to come with me.” He declared, a hint of fear lingering in his eyes. I shuddered and turned on my heels. I didn't even know what to do at this point. Trusting this stranger seemed like a better option than going back to Zeke. Besides, he would be too busy with the Eclipse to even notice I was gone. Kane put out his hands for me and I sighed with contemplation and took it. Before I could tell what was happening, he shifted into his beastly form, ears slanted, claws and fangs drawn, black fur coating every part of his body. He picked me up and carried me like I was the most precious thing in the world and made a run for the woods. He looked at me with yearning burning behind those beautiful crimson orbs. And it made me wonder what he saw in me. Of all the wolf shifters in the world, he saw me.

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