Page 67 of His Rejected Alpha Mate
Not for the first time, I wished that Dakota and I had more time together before the pregnancy. Time to fall in love without him worrying I was only with him for security.
It simply wasn’t true. My mate was everything I wanted in a man. Strong. Smart. Capable. Dakota fit into every group that he met. He was loyal, kind, and so very loving. The Luna had brought me a man that I could truly fall in love with and walk beside as an equal.
Resting my face on my paws, I wrapped my tail closer around me as I apologized to my fox. They deserved better than me. I needed to trust their judgment more. Use those superior senses. I felt the affection my fox felt for me along our bond. They understood and forgave me.
I fell asleep there, safe under a charcoal wolf’s gaze.
“Kota?”
“Hmm?” He was reclining on the sofa bed he’d had installed in the room above the garage, the phone propped in front of him.
“I need to say sorry.”
“For what?” Dakota sat up to give me his full attention. It was difficult for me to share what I needed to say, since he was shirtless. Acres of tanned, slightly furry skin on show. I wanted desperately to run my fingers through that hair and trace the trail to the waistband of his jeans.
I was sure I was drooling. My focus dragged itself back to what I wanted to say. “For how we started off. I went about everything wrong. I should never have rejected you. We should have communicated. I guess, well, I just reacted.”
He settled back against the pillows. “And I get that. It’s fine. We got there, didn’t we?”
“We lost so much time, though!”
“Did we?” He cocked an eyebrow at me. “I have to believe that this is where we were supposed to end up.”
“So, it’s okay that everything was such a mess to start with?” I sat back on my bed, worrying at a thread on the comforter.
“Okay? I’m not sure if it’s okay. It was our beginning and they aren’t always smooth. We’re just going to have a ton of stories for the great-grandkids.”
“Great-grandkids?”
“I plan on us being around for a very long time.” A smile played at the corner of his lips. A far away look in his eyes. “Kade’s kids are going to be the same age as our baby. Chances are they could have kids around the same time if The Luna blesses them the way she has us.”
“I never thought about how weird it must be for him to be having kids at the same time as me. This little man will be Kade’s babies’ uncle!” The thought had a grin flitting across my face until Dakota’s words turned it to a scowl.
“So you’ll be a hot papa and grandpa at the same time.”
“Kota.” I warned.
“Jas?”
“If you want me to do anything with this toy that Poppy went to all this effort to make for us, then you’ll stop with the grandpa shit right now.” Just thinking about using it was getting me hard. Stupid hormones had me on a hair trigger to arousal.
“Is that right?” His smirk was devious. He knew I wasn’t turning this opportunity down. A way to feel him inside me after our all too brief visit last week? Yeah, I was pretty sure that he could say almost anything right now and I’d be onboard.
My hormones were all over the place. My earlier sadness and doubt swept away with need. I was horny for my mate and he was too far away. “Jeans off.” I commanded.
His smirk returned full blast. I missed those lips on mine. His facial hair was a little longer than he usually kept it. I imagined it would feel amazing against my inner thighs. “You are so sexy.” I told him as I removed the sleep pants I’d been wearing. Then I threw my shirt on the floor. I ran a hand down my body to my aching cock, giving it a couple of tugs.
“Slow down, sweetheart. We don’t want you to finish and then fall asleep on me now, do we?”
That was fair. Maybe that had happened once or twice and Deke had to carry me through from the bathroom where I’d jerked off with my mate on screen. Privacy was at a premium in this house. I’d at least wiped myself off and covered my body before he found me passed out.
I took my hand off and wandered my fingers lower, tracing one digit around my hole.
Dakota ran a hand down his body. “I’m imagining my fingers are your lips, kissing a pathway down my body before wrapping your hand around my dick.”
“It’s such a handful.” He was girthy. Long and thick, with a slight curve up and to the left. Perfect for hitting my spot, which made sense since the goddess had made us for each other.
I ran my finger around my hole, slipping it inside to the first knuckle. “This is your tongue tracing around my entrance and dipping inside. Tasting the slick I’m making for you.” I was pretty wet already, my finger sliding in and out easily.
