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“Make me forget, Alex. Make the world go away.”
I turned at the same time Colson did. Our mouths crashed together as I grabbed for his legs and sat back, making him sit on my lap. He bucked his hips and I knew we couldn’t wait any longer.
My mate needed me. Needed our bond.
“If we do this, I might not be able to stop myself from marking you, Colson. Are you sure? About me?”
He giggled, tugging at the hair on the back of my head. “I’m so sure, I’ll probably mark you first. Are you okay with that? With having me for the rest of your life?”
“I can’t think of anything better in the world, omega.”
“Good. Take me inside, alpha. I’m ready. I’m beyond ready to be yours.”
Chapter Eleven
Colson
I’d been so wrong, thinking that he wasn’t feeling the same as I was, misinterpreting his desire to protect me and keep me safe, to let me be the one to finally make the choices in my life.
He did. I could feel it in his touch, see it in his gaze. I could scent it. My alpha longed for me as I did him. I’d been so nervous shifting in front of him. My wolf was magnificent, this I knew. I’d been too prideful of him as a pup, but as my human body started getting broken down, that pride gave me strength, something to hold onto.
My ribs might be hanging out, but my wolf was beautiful.
I had scars on my back, but my wolf was beautiful.
I was covered in bruises, but my wolf was beautiful.
They shaved my head as punishment, but my wolf was beautiful.
And today, for the first time in longer than I could even begin to remember, I felt like I too was beautiful.
Lips could lie, but eyes couldn’t. And the way my mate looked at me had me feeling more confidence than I had since everything went to shit. Now, we were doing this, becoming one. My mate carried me into the bedroom, setting me down on the bed, looking at me like I was the most anticipated gift in this world.
He knelt down so he was eye level with me, still giving me some space.
“If I do anything, anything at all that makes you uncomfortable, stop me. Just give the word and I’ll back off.”
My hand trembled as I reached up to touch his cheek. I felt dishonest not letting him know that even though I hadn’t been assaulted, I wasn’t a virgin.
His hand rested on mine.
“Don’t be nervous. You’re safe here.”
“It’s not that.” I closed my eyes. “It’s just… I need you to know—” It was so hard getting the words out. “Before I met you—”
A finger tapped gently on my lips. “Look at me, omega. Omega, look into my eyes.”
It took all the strength I had to open them.
“Yes, alpha.”
“Our past is our past. And as much as I hate so much about yours and what was done to you, everything the two of us have been through made us who we are today. And I can look back and say, I wish that I could have met you sooner and taken you away before things got bad, or that I had called my parents and asked them to pick something up at the store, preventing the accident that took them.”
I took a deep breath.
“But we can’t do any of those things. What we can do now is cherish this moment, because for you and me, this is our first time. And that’s what makes it special. Understanding that anything that ever happened to us before—”
I yanked him to me, kissing him hard, needing to feel his lips on me, to explore his mouth, to taste him. He kissed me back with just as much vigor.
