Page 14 of The Alpha's Stolen Mate

“Well, Mrs. Langston was getting frustrated with him for not speaking, and you calmly raised your hand and explained that he was a little shy,” Summer said. “Then, you asked her if it was alright if…he wrote down his answer on a piece of paper, and you spoke it aloud for him.”

“You spoke for him after that, too,” I pointed out.

“Right, but the point is that it was your idea. I thought it was sweet since it was just, uh, a nice thing to do, you know? After that, I liked you. Obviously, it started as a crush because we were seven. Over the years, as I watched you stand up for other kids getting picked on and being the class president and always protecting the people you loved…well, that crush developed into something that felt a whole lot like love.” She took a sudden breath, shocked by her own confession.

I cut her off by pressing my mouth against hers. Her lips were as soft and smooth as a flower petal. She moaned into my mouth, causing me to deepen the kiss.

Pleasure erupted inside of me. Summer tasted like the cherry chapstick I always saw her putting on, and she smelled like lemon.

She responded by grasping the back of my head and opening her mouth. Our chests were pressed together, and when I felt her nipples harden, the hard length in my sweatpants twitched.

Our tongues moved together, and when I gently bit her lip, she moaned. I tore my lips away from hers and stared at her in awe. She was the most gorgeous thing I'd ever seen. Her long, dark hair was tousled, her red lips were swollen from our kissing, and her blazing blue eyes were looking at me with such intensity that it took my breath away.

I leaned forward to murmur in her ear. “You taste so sweet.”

She whimpered.

The sound drove me wild, and in a second, my lips were back on hers.

I took my time, simply enjoying kissing her. When I needed to taste more of her, I traveled slowly down her neck, and dropped kisses along it as I nipped at her sensitive skin, wanting this moment to last forever.

“Oh, Gabriel, that feels amazing,” she whispered and leaned her head back, giving me better access to her throat.

As I stared down at her heaving chest and her slightly parted lips, an intense possessive emotion darted through me. I'd never experienced anything like it before.

“Are you mine, Summer?” I whispered in her ear, and she shivered in my arms.

“Yes,” she breathed out. “Yours..”

Her words sent a shock of electricity down to my stomach, and my dick hardened even more. I lowered my head and kissed the side of her neck, sucking and biting.

“Oh, Gabriel, don't stop.”

Summer lay back in my bed, and I climbed on top of her, my mouth never leaving her neck. My length was against the soft material of her skirt, and through the thin fabric, I could feel the heat of her warm center.

Her citrus scent filled my room, invading my senses and making my head spin. A fierce need to taste every inch of her body pulsed through me.

When I pulled away, there was a little red mark on her pale skin, and the sight of it made my mouth go dry.

“Did you leave a mark on me?” Summer whispered.

I nodded and stroked my thumb over the mark to show her.

“Good. I want to be marked by you,” she said with her eyes on mine.

My dick jerked and a fierce desire to mark her more permanently came over me.

Slow down.

It was our first night together, I didn't want to overwhelm her.

I stared down at Summer, marveling at my Mate's beauty.

Gently, I traced my hand down her cheek and then rubbed a thumb over her swollen lips. Her wide eyes framed with thick black lashes stared up at me with such trust that it nearly undid me.

I leaned down and gently kissed her cheek.

“You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, Summer. You're my sun. You brought light into my life.”

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