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“What did you lie about?” he asked, sounding confused and strained at the same time.
I took a deep breath and let it out. The reality was that I was scared he was going to be angry with me.
“I lied about being with other guys,” I confessed nervously while watching him for his response.
For a moment he just stared at me and then he surprised me by smiling. I expected him to be angry so the fact that he wasn’t threw me off guard.
“You’ve never been with another guy?” he asked with that stupid grin on his face. He wasn’t angry.
“Never,” I answered, shaking my head, confirming that I was a virgin.
“Why did you lie about it?” he asked with curiosity as he cocked his head to the side and watched me twist my hands in my lap.
“It was hard thinking about you with all the other girls you’ve been with…and I wanted you to know what that felt like,” I replied truthfully. I dropped my gaze, unable to face him. “Even though I knew you’d find out the truth when we mated.”
“Scar,” he said as he reached for and lifted my chin. “I wished you hadn’t lied to me.”
Had I read him wrong? Was he still angry with me?
“I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you being with other guys and to be honest…it was hard,” he admitted in a serious tone. His smile had faded.
“I understand why you did it. But I want you to understand that from the time I first met you, all the girls before you ceased to exist. You are all I want and need,” he declared softly, taking both my hands in his.
Everything inside of me turned to mush at his beautiful words.
“Do you understand that?”
I nodded my head, unable to form a response.
“Come here so I can show you how much I want you,” he instructed gently, but I could see a hunger in his eyes. Still mesmerized by his words, I moved closer to him and he pulled me onto his lap as my legs wrapped around him.
“I don’t want you to be scared,” he whispered as he feathered a gentle kiss to my lips.
“I’ll take it slow, okay?” he said against my throat as he feathered another kiss. Any coherent thoughts I had were fleeing out of my mind at the feel of his lips trailing down my throat and I arched my neck to give him better access.
“You need to understand that I’m also going to have to mark you with a bite to complete the mating,” he said, pulling his lips from my neck and cradling my face in his hands.
“Where?” I asked.
His fingers trailed from my neck to the place where my neck curved into my shoulder. At that point he said, “Here.”
“Okay.”
And with that one word I gave him my consent to take my virginity and mark me as his.
That night he brought me to life with his body and just before we reached our peaks together, he brought his mouth to the point that he’d shown where he would mark me and I felt him press a kiss to the spot.
Then he opened his mouth and I felt the gentle graze of his teeth against the sensitive skin before he sank his teeth into me. I bit down on my lip from the pain.
I was still breathing hard when he rested his forehead against mine. His bite still throbbed, but it didn’t hurt as bad as I thought it would.
“I’m sorry, Scar,” he whispered to me. My heart fluttered at the remorse he felt for hurting me.
“It’s okay,” I whispered back and kissed him.
No matter how strongly I’d felt for him before, there was no disputing the feelings that now were bursting from my heart for my mate. I loved him and I would do whatever I had to in order to keep him safe.
I saw my intense feelings mirrored in his eyes. He felt the same.
