Passionate mates

I suggest you stay perfectly still

I was slammed harshly on the door. I dropped all my bags and let out a small yelp. I looked up to find Jax, with black eyes and an angry look. He had a tight grip on my shoulders, pressing me into the door, and I was sure my back couldn't get any closer to it. I gave him a surprised look, and I wanted to yell at him for scaring me and tell him to let me go, but because of the look of anger on his face, I kept my mouth shut.

"Where the hell have you been all day?" he said. Well, practically sneered. All day though? I was gone barely 4-5 hours. I looked confused up at him—both at his question and at his behavior.

"Answer me!" he almost yelled, using his Alpha voice on me. It was so overpowering, unlike anything I have ever felt from my father. I felt compelled to answer him but also annoyed that he used it at all. But eventually, I succumbed to the need to answer him.

"I've just been to the city with my friends!" I sputtered. He growled loudly, which took me by surprise. He was so angry, and I didn't even know why. I laid my hands on his arms in an attempt to relax him. I've seen mates do this to each other, and it seems to calm each other down. He looked at my hands and closed his eyes for a moment.

"Don't you know how dangerous that is?" he asked, visibly trying to control himself. His voice was strained, but the low growling from his chest gave him away.

"It's not. We go there all the time", I answered. He tightened his jaw, and the grip of my shoulders was even harder. It started to hurt, so I laid my hands on his chest. He didn't say anything, he just gave me a stare filled with so much intensity that I was embarrassed about how my body responded to that.

"I'm safe. I'm here," I said in a soothing voice. It was so weird trying to calm him down and please him after being mad at him for so long today. But yet, my instinct told me this was what he needed now. Okay, I was a little annoyed anyway, but I ignored it. He took a few deep breaths and finally let go of my shoulders. He turned his back at me and went pacing in the room. I stood there and watched him pace for a while, unsure of what to do or say. But at last, I mustered up some courage and finally said something.

"Why are you so mad?" I asked, taking a few steps towards him.

"You leave without notifying me, and then you are gone for several hours!" he said, stopping in his tracks. I let out a snort. As if I have to notify him. I crossed my arms over my chest and stared at him.

"I have no obligation to you. You can't come here and decide what I do," I said, reasoning with him. Surely he had to see that? My wolf is making googly eyes at the fact that he wants us safe and takes it as a compliment. I mentally told her to shut up.

"You are my MATE, Kira! I have waited for one for so long, so is it really that weird that I want you to be safe?" he yells, with his arms in the air. He starts pacing again. I looked at him, shaking my head at the overreaction. I had just been to the city, and I wasn't even alone. We always made sure to go together to have safety in numbers.

"Surely you must understand that there is a reason why your dad invited an Alpha from one of your strongest neighbor packs? It isn't safe to recklessly roam around!" he continues. I let him ramble about safety and dangers until he is done. I leaned against the door and followed him with my eyes. There are so many words, and I just want it to end, but he goes on and on and on. After a few minutes of his rambling, I gave in just to shut him up.

"Fine! I understand. Dangers and all that. But I still go to the city whenever I want. You could come with me", I said, making him stop his pacing. He actually looks pleased, that i***t. I didn't think he would be happy about that. Most guys hate shopping. I feel good about pleasing him, too, I notice. Not sure what I think about that. After all, he is the one who gave me a reason to be mad in the first place, and somehow it ends with me giving in to his wishes?

He takes a few moments to come down from his anger-rush, and I see his body relax more. He walks up to me and embraces me, and puts his head in the crook of my neck. I hear him smelling my scent. Whenever he does that, I feel powerful. Important. I put my arms around him too. I may not be too happy right now, but I enjoy his closeness too much to push him away.

All of a sudden, he lifts me up, and drags my legs so that they are around him. I squeeze him with both my arms and legs in fear that he will drop me. He puts up a smug look on his face, and I scowl at him. He walks us over to the enormous couch nearby and sits down with me, straddling him. Holy cow, if someone saw us in this vulgar position now, I thought.

My wolf is excited by our closeness, and she wants more. I put her in the back of my head cause I'm already struggling with my own thoughts. His body feels hard and sturdy against mine, but his hands on my body feel soft. Careful, even. He looks up at me and rests his palms on my thighs. He let his hands slide to my butt and eyed me for my reaction. My thoughts are running wild. All the things we could do now and all the places his big hands could touch me. I gasp when he squeezes my butt, and he gives out a little laugh. I don't stop him, though, and I feel a bit confused by that. His hands wander over my back, leaving sparks everywhere.

"What you said to the pack today.. it wasn't fair," I said silently, trying to distract us both from his hands. His hands rub my neck a bit before they travel down again. I let out an involuntary moan and hid my face on his shoulder so he couldn't see me.

"I know," he said, his voice a little hoarse, still sliding his hands over my back before they traveled to my thighs again.

"I was furious at you," I said, still focusing on everything else but his hands. But now I can also feel his chest against mine, and I'm not sure if it's my own heartbeat I feel or if it's his.

"I know," he says once again. The hoarseness in his voice sounds sexy as hell, and that combined with his hands... Damn. I feel myself sinking into him and leaning all of my weight on him. One of his hands is on my stomach, slowly rising towards my breasts. I stay still and enjoy his body and hands, anticipating what's next. Right now, I feel incredibly content and safe. I feel myself getting wet down there, and I wish I were tough enough to touch him too. I know I'm entering shaky grounds right now, but I don't want to part from the feeling of his hard and warm body against mine.

I feel his hands stop, and when they don't start moving again, I straighten my back and look at him. I see his nostrils flare, and his eyes are closed. I lifted my hand and touched his cheek as if asking what was wrong.

"Don't" he says, without opening his eyes. I furrow my brows and shift uncomfortably in his lap, letting my hand drop.

"Don't," he says again, gripping my thighs and keeping me still. I looked at him, not understanding what went wrong. A few seconds ago, everything was fine, but now he shuts me out. I try to move off his lap, but he tightens his grip on my thighs even more.

"I can smell you, Kira. And if you don't want me to rip your clothes off right now and take you, I suggest you stay perfectly still", he says with a low, dark voice. Oh. I try to squeeze my thighs together as best as I can while straddling him. I feel my cheeks getting hot and red. And that's not the only thing I feel. I feel him beneath me.

He opened up his eyes. They are all black now, and he is biting his teeth together to gain control. My eyes meet his, and we sit like that for a moment, just staring at each other. I feel so self-conscious right now; I don't like the thought of him smelling me, and I sure as hell don't want him to take me yet. Well, a part of me does, a part of me wants to wait. I dwell on this for a moment before I gather myself and decide that I want to wait like I always have planned. I just didn't think it would take so much self-control to keep myself away from my mate. I didn't expect this level of attraction that I am feeling.

"I should go," I whispered. It was almost a question, and I could hear my voice coming out unsure.

"You should," he answered with a gruff voice. I bit my lip and glanced at him, before steadying myself on his shoulders while rising from his lap, trying not to wiggle too much. Before I could change my mind, I went upstairs to my room.