Page 61 of Breakneck
I needed to soothe him.
Hold him.
Because he’s your mate, silly.
Breathing hard, water dripping from my hair and clothes, I wavered. I spread my legs to stand more stably.
Violet eyes gazed at me, determined yet vulnerable. He was so beautiful. So very alpha.
I gulped.
This man, thisdragonwith his loud presence, his quick mind, his restlessness, his massive body, his strength, his crooked smirk, and that damned attitude… Was he now tied tome?
Bonded. Forever?
“I’m sorry. I’m…in shock, I think.”
Lothair sighed and placed the hoodie on the bed. With his hands outstretched as if he were approaching a wild animal, he stepped closer to me.
“This isn’t what you wanted, I know. I’m not what you wanted. I get that. I just… Dammit, Terry. I can’t have you reject me. So if that’s what you’re about to do, I have to leave, okay? This fucking hurts enough as it is.”
No, it wasn’t what I’d imagined happening to me. Not in my wildest dreams.
But it was happening.
“If I go now, maybe we can stop it.” His eyes glittered, and his mouth curved down. “The bonding has only just started. I’m sure it’s weak.”
“Reject you?” I mumbled. I couldn’t do that. I couldn’t push him away. I was barely holding on to my composure now, watching him struggle.
“You don’t want me,” he said, gritting his teeth.
Nothing compares…
I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out.
This man was now my mate. Overnight, we were bound for life.
Out of nowhere, my eyes flooded with tears. I wasn’t even sad. I had no idea what I felt.
Lothair’s expression hardened. “I don’t actually need topack,” he said in a low, suspiciously calm voice. Then he walked out of the room.
I glanced at the mess of clothes strewn about. It was so typically him, jumping from one course of action to another. Everything in me screamed to follow him, but I needed a moment tothink. It was all starting to make sense. How I couldn’t quit even though he was driving me nuts. How I missed him on Sundays after I’d been following him around for the entire week. I was ridiculously attracted to him, more than to any omega I’d ever dated or fancied myself falling in love with. And the taste of his cum was enough to make me want to fall to my knees and beg. For what, I had no idea.
He was such a fucking handful. A high-maintenance brat. And he was also lonely, hurt, and hiding grief under the playful, cocky veneer.
I would never have imagined that someone like Lothair would be in any way good for me. Yet holding him in my arms, kissing him,fucking him, had been perfect.
However much it pained me to admit it, Lothair had brought me out of my shell. I’d never had so much excitement and plain oldfunbefore I moved in here. I could pretend he irritated me no end, but in reality, I couldn’t wait for the next stupid shenanigans he invented.
When he wasn’t next to me, I felt empty.
Blinking awake from my stupor, I darted down the hallway and toward the stairs.
“Lothair!”
At that exact moment, an engine roared outside.
That stupid orange convertible. I could tell by the absurdly loud rumble.
