Page 55 of Rejected Mate

"Your wish is my command."

I couldn't hold back anymore, besides my cock was so hard that it felt as if it was going to explode. Fagua did that to me. There was no doubt that she was my mate. She always made me crave her more than I had any other woman, and for one reason only.

I did what I did best as I used one hand to hold her firmly and the other to guide my cock into her pussy. It slid in easily because she was so wet. The tension between us was so much as I thrust gently inside her, but then kissed her like the queen she was to me. I wanted to love her and show her how much she meant to me. This wasn't just about sex; this was so much more than that.

"Fuck me harder!" she cried, as if she didn't want me to be gentle, and I loved and hated her for it. I wanted to take her deeper, not treat her like a delicate flower.

She demanded that I do it harder and harder. The more she craved, the more I growled. I pumped hard and fast into her. The bed bounced up and down on the floor with how hard I took her.

"You want it harder?" I snarled as I pulled my cock completely out of her, ready to pump her even deeper.

"Harder!" she encouraged me.

Every time I asked, the deeper she wanted, as if I couldn't satisfy her and she kept challenging me. I felt as if we were going to a different level, one that I wasn't comfortable with, so I backed away from her.

"What the fuck?" she yelled out. "Where the hell are you going?"

I grabbed my pants off the floor, leaving my shirt behind, and then like a gust of wind, she was behind me.

"You're not done. I haven't come yet."

I shook my head. "No. You haven't."

"Fuck you, Husk. I'll go find Winter. He'll know how to do it," she snapped.

She said it to hurt me as she stormed out of her room to go look for Winter. Every time we had a balance, and I felt as if we were going in the right direction, we seemed to cross that line. The one that made all the hurt and pain from the past rise to the surface. I didn't know how to stop it, but there wasn't time to work it all out. I just hoped that her magic was back to normal. That was the only way we would get through this. All the rest maybe would come in time. But I felt tired. Too tired to think about that right now.

20

Fagua

It was nearly dawn and I hadn't been able to sleep much at all after my fight with Husk. And I was too freaked out about facing my dad. I needed to get some energy out, something physical, but both Winter and Sky were passed out and sleeping.

I needed to get some fresh air. And I hadn't gone on a run in a long time. The guys would chew me out if I went alone.

Husk.

We both needed to work this out. I needed to spend more time with him. To give him another chance as he would die if I didn't. Having his death on my conscience wasn't something I wanted. I would be the bigger person and hold out the olive leaf. Though it was hard in times like this to do so when I felt like he didn't meet me halfway. Like when we had the magical moment in the woods and made love, it was so open and raw and I couldn't help myself.

Our flight was early tomorrow and this might be the last chance we had to patch things between us before going back to SmallHeath. I couldn't live with myself if I didn't at least try. So I woke him up, which he grumbled the whole time as he dressed and brushed his teeth, then I dragged him outside.

His grumpy frown took out the joy of what we were doing.

"Why do we have to freaking run first thing in the morning?" he said. "The damn sun isn't even awake all the way yet."

"What are you complaining about?" I huffed, stepping up beside him. "You've got longer legs than me. I have to do double whatever you're doing."

He gave a little snort, but I succeeded at making him chuckle. We both looked out over the track that ran around the park, stretching in both directions with wildflowers dotting along the sides in yellows and reds. The sun colored the sky in bright orange and peeked over the horizon.

"I'm so glad I have a mate who likes to run in the morning when we should be sleeping and waking up to coffee and pancakes."

I chuckled. "Of course, you are," I said. "If we weren't running together, it would be harder for you to complain about things."

We kept running, our feet moving quickly along the asphalt. Both of us took deeper breaths now that we had warmed up a bit. Now that we'd found a rhythm together even if it was with him grumbling under his breath.

It felt good to be running and get my mind off my father and since Husk hated it so much, I wanted to have him be my partner. Maybe it was payback for when he locked me up. Yeah, I was stubbornly holding onto a grudge. But this was something I could share with just him. I already know he was upset that I had mated with his brothers. How I had an ease with them that naturally slipped into place. While with Husk, it seemed forced. This was worth a try of getting out of the 'mating zone' and doing something physical together.

"You know if we shifted, we could finish your race in half the time."

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