Page 53 of Rejected Plus-Size Mate

"What happened? The day you left, what happened? You said they pushed you too far?"

He nodded. "They had brought up the fact that you were getting older and that I wasn't getting younger. And they brought up that the pack wouldn't care about the age and that we needed to focus on breeding and the importance of growing the pack." He sighed, pinching at his eyes. They wanted me to take you out and make a move. Well, their exact words were to take her out somewhere and get it done. We're tired of waiting."

I frowned. "They said that to you?"

He nodded. "My father was angry I had waited. My mother explained that the pack would understand because we were mated. No one would care about your age, and I was thinking about it too much."

I thought back to when I was fifteen and my plans. I remembered telling his folks my dream about having a career and having a life rather than being a mother. And yet, they were trying to convince Cayden to knock me up instead.

I couldn't believe this. His parents had made it seem they cared about me, but they didn't. Because if they had, they wouldn't have said anything to him. They would have understood what I wanted.

I suddenly wished I'd spent more time at home. But I always thought my parents were overbearing while April's were chill. My folks wanted me to pursue the same careers they had, but I wasn't sure what I wanted.

"So you left?"

He nodded. "I couldn't be around the toxic mindset anymore. Everyone was so focused on having babies rather than letting people grow up and think about anything else." He smiled at me. "So, I know what you're going through and how it feels. But trust me, it will get better. It just takes time."

I stared at him in shock and in love. Cayden had been thinking about me since the very beginning. He had been thinking about my feelings and my future long before I even knew it. He'd been caring for me long before I thought he had. All those years, he'd been standing and waiting for me.

Brad hadn't done anything like this. Not even when we first started dating. I tried to think of what Brad had donethat came close, but there wasn't anything. There was nothing anyone could do that came close.

It brought tears to my eyes, and I felt like I couldn't breathe. Cayden truly did love me. He cared about me, and this is what it felt like to have someone on your side.

I knew I should feel guilty, considering how long Brad and I had been together. I should have felt bad that I was moving on so easily, but I didn't. This was effortless, and it felt right. Maybe if Brad had cared about me more or treated me better, I would have felt bad, but I didn't.

I leaned forward, quickly jumping against him, and kissed his lips. Cayden jumped, shocked. I wrapped my arms around his neck and moaned against his mouth as he kissed me back.

"You are so amazing," I said, leaning back slightly. "Do you even know that? Do you know how amazing you are?"

He smirked. "You think so? Do tell me how amazing you think I am," he teased.

I nodded, reaching down and pulling at his belt. "I do. You've waited years to be with me. I would love to show you just how much that means to me."

Cayden's hands quickly grabbed mine, pausing them. "Riley, hold on a second. You were the one telling me you didn't want to have sex. Let's not jump because I was telling you the truth."

"Yes, I did say that, and I'm taking those words back."

Cayden scowled at me. "What do you mean you're taking the words back?"

"That was all before."

"Before what?"

"Before I realized you've been on my side for so long." I looked up at him. I ran my nose over his chin, batting my eyelashes. "Are you saying you don't want to?"

He made a face, his fingers loosening over mine. "No, I'm not saying that, but I want to make sure that you're sure about this. Riley, you were the one that stated you needed to find yourself. You were the one that took sex off the table. I just want to make sure you're sure about this."

I smiled as I leaned forward, pressing my breasts against his chest. I felt his fingers let go of mine, so I continued to undo his pants. I unzipped them, making sure to kiss his lips as I did. I reached my hand in, sliding my fingers over his cock. His cock was already hard, and it pulsed against my palm.

Cayden inhaled sharply, and I kissed his neck. "Would you like me to stop? Because I can if you want to continue talking?"

He shook his head, and his hands clutched my hips. "Nope, we're good. You wanna put sex back on the table, I'll gladly take it."

I worked my fingers up his cock, being sure to tighten my grip slightly as I pulled it down. Cayden inhaled sharply once more, and I pressed a kiss on his throat. I pumped my hand slowly over his dick, listening as his voice changed with each stroke.

"You have done so much for me for so long, Cayden, and you don't even know how amazing you are. You waited for me. You fought for me. And I want to return the favor."

His eyes met me, and I smiled, jerking my hand slightly, tightening my hold ever so slightly. I wanted to make him cum so badly.

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