Passionate mates

I'm not yours yet

As he leaned in to kiss me, hundreds of thoughts came into my head. I held my breath and was unsure of what I should do. I know mates are expected to kiss and mate rather quickly, but I needed some more time. I turned my face away and closed my eyes shyly.

I felt his breath on my ear and neck and heard a low growl. I didn't dare to look at him, I was so embarrassed. He must be thinking what a disappointment his mate is. His big hand gripped my jaw, making me look at him. I felt so small between his big body and the counter, and the sparks on my skin seemed overwhelming. He had a stern look on his face as he eyed me.

"Why?" he said. I furrowed my brows.

"Why what?" I asked in a low voice.

"Why are you denying me what is mine?" he asked, a bit impatient. I furrowed my brows deeper and smacked his hand away from my jaw.

"I am not yours yet," I said, which is true. We don't even know each other.

"Are you rejecting me?" he asked with a growl. He puffed out his chest, and he seemed intimidating. I thought about my answer for a bit.

"No, I'm not. ", I said.

"Then you are mine," he reasoned. I tried to slide a bit away from him, but he put his arms on the counter on each side of me, trapping me in.

His closeness was warm and enticing. I had to prevent myself from melting into him, which is precisely what I wanted to do.

"No, I am not. Not yet. We don't know each other. I only know your name", I said, raising my chin and trying to act sure in my words. He seemed amused by my try to seem sure of myself. He cocked his head and straightened up a bit, removing his arms. I took my chance to slip away from him and sat on the kitchen island behind him instead.

"Okay. I'm Jax, I'm 24, and you will be my Luna. Some day you will grant me children.", he said cockily, and I gaped at him. I am NOT ready to have this conversation yet. Jeez. Am I a mating machine, or what? I was about to speak when he turned fully to me and leaned against the counter opposite of me.

"You will be coming with me when I leave here, and we'll have plenty of time to get to know each other then," he said matter-of-factly. It seemed so easy to him. I felt a bit panicked when thinking of leaving my family.

"I'm not ready to leave that soon," I said, without knowing how soon it was. I don't know the reason why he is here or for how long he will be here.

"Why are you even here?" I asked before he had the chance to answer me. I could see he was annoyed by me saying I wasn't ready to leave, but he pushed it away for now.

"I'm helping your father," was all he said.

"Yeah, that much I have figured out. With what?" I asked. He tensed up a bit, and then he smirked.

"What, daddy's little princess doesn't know?" he asked, moving closer.

I eyed him and bit the inside of my cheek. It always annoyed me when people called me that. Just because I haven't rebelled and was close to my father doesn't mean I'm daddy's princess either. When people say that, it always makes me sound like a little girl.

"No, so why don't you enlighten me, mate?" I asked, challenging him a bit. He seemed pleased to hear me call him mate and got even closer.

He positioned himself between my legs, and I swallowed by the proximity.

"Naah" was all he said. He put his hands on my thighs, stroking them upward. I looked into his eyes, trying as best as I could to ignore my wolf, who was urging me to kiss him. My eyes fell on his lips, and for a moment I got so lost in him. His hands on my thighs and his eyes seeing only me made me feel special.

"You want this," he said, cupping my hip with one hand. The tingles that emitted from his touch scorched my skin. The feeling was unlike everything I've ever felt before; both addictive and enticing.

"Yes," I breathed. Yes, I really did, no doubt. Right now, I was ready to take him to my bedroom. The tingles from his hands and the warmth of his body made me feel secure. Yet, it made me feel scared.

I came back to reality and saw the situation I was in. I was not ready to be slutting this situation up in the kitchen where we cook.

"Holy crap," I said and pushed him away. I slid down from the counter and strode outside. The dinner was almost over, and people started to move to the dance floor and the bar.

I need a drink. I found Anna and Mason, greeting them a bit flustered. What almost happened in that kitchen was so fresh in my mind. Mason gave me a drink, and I gulped it down fast. He gave me another one right away. We went to sit together on the grass, and I eyed them. We have been friends forever, so it was strange seeing them so in love. So suddenly. I envied them. For them, it was simple, they already knew each other. None of them had to switch packs. Anna saw my look and withdrew from Mason.

"Sorry, newly found love, and all," she said awkwardly. I smiled and shook my head.

"No, it's great to see, it just takes some time to get used to," I said.

"You'll find your mate someday too, you know," said Mason. I looked at the crowd and immediately found Jax, who was already staring at me.

"Yeah..." I said, not telling them that I already did.

We spent the night drinking, dancing, and having fun. We stayed close, and I was happy to see that even though my best friends were mates, we were still the same.

I knew Jax was watching me tonight, but I needed some space to wrap my head around this.

By the end of the night, I was buzzed, a bit more than usual. I usually don't drink that much, but tonight I did, and boy was it fun! I hugged Anna and Mason goodnight and went to my father after that, who was with Jax. My father hadn't seen me this drunk before, so I tried to act as sober as possible. I was 19, I was allowed to drink, but he is still my father.

I said goodnight to him and hugged him. Out of nowhere, I hugged Jax too. Like I did it on autopilot. I felt his hot breath on my neck, and I enjoyed his body warmth. I felt him breathe in my scent, and I did the same. He didn't put his arm around me, which I was disappointed at, surprisingly. I pushed myself off him, and I giggled a bit. I guess I blew my cover when I hugged him in front of my father.

And then I went before I could make it any more awkward for myself. I went to my room, changed into my cute shorts-and tank-top pajama, and went to bed. With my makeup on and everything, not even brushing my teeth. I fell asleep straight away.