Page 26 of You're Not My Mate

There was so much for him to make up for.

Taking hold of her shirt, he tried to do it nicely—to remove it from her body without tearing it—but he wasn’t a patient guy, and within seconds, he had torn her shirt in two.

“I liked that shirt,” she said.

“I’ll get you a new one.” He winked at her. What he would do was get her a shirt that was owned by him for her to wear. He’d love to see her in his clothes.

Boyan and Wolfe’s mates were always wearing their clothes, and he knew the brothers loved it.

Next, he helped with the skirt, and this time it fell to the floor without any trouble. Rose stepped out of it and he captured her hips, pulling her against him.

She still wore a bra, and he tore it from her body, knowing he should take a little extra care, but also not caring at the same time. Running his hands over her body, he loved her curves, and it was like she was designed to fit him, exactly as he hoped.

She moaned his name, and he was never going to forget that precious sound. He was going to treasure it always.

It was in that moment, when he held Rose in his arms and heard the noises she made, that he knew she was everything to him. It was a miracle he was even getting to hold her now. He had no doubt that if it weren’t for their wolves Rose wouldn’t let him anywhere near her.

He would have to work to make it up to her.

Rocco pulled her against his chest, which broke the kiss, but he started at her neck and slowly trailed his lips down, stopping at that zone on her pulse, and nibbling down toward the curve of her shoulder.

She let out a little moan, and again those sounds were awesome. He knew he was never going to get tired of hearing her.

Putting his hands on her waist, he took his time, sliding them down toward her hips, and then slowly drawing them up, going toward her nice, full tits. He cupped them in his hands, and they were more than a generous handful.

Touching the nipples, he teased the full peaks, as he kissed along her neck, and then going to the opposite side, trying to learn what made her tick. He wanted to learn every inch of her body so he knew what to do to drive her wild.

The scent of her arousal filled the air, and although he wanted to spend every waking second on those gorgeous tits, he knew he wanted to feel her sweet pussy. He kept one hand at her tits, and the other began to trail down, going between her thighs.

Cupping between her legs, he groaned her name and then slid a single finger between her slit. He traced across her tiny nub, and then stroked back and forth, hearing her moan. She shook within his arms, and Rocco had a feeling Rose had never been touched before.

“Rose?” he asked.

He knew he was running the risk of ruining this by just speaking, but he needed to know the truth.

“Yes.” It was so breathy and sexy.

“Are you a virgin?” he asked.

“Yes.”

It was an answer he wanted, and he knew he’d been given a gift he didn’t deserve.

Rose was his. All his. And she was the true gift, which hewas only just seeing.

Stroking between the lips of her sex, he focused on her clit, wanting to bring her as much pleasure as possible.

Each time she filled the air with his name, it was like a gift he had been given. He didn’t want to ever hear her stop.

Rocco didn’t know if it was because they were mates, or that by some magical touch he knew her body, but he stroked her in such a way that she melted against him, and with a few strokes of his fingers, she came apart, screaming his name.

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“I don’t like this,” Alpha said.

“You know the first snow is going to come. Those cages are not the place for a human,” Rose said.

“He’s not entirely human anymore. Are people forgetting that?” Alpha asked.

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