Fated

Chapter 19: Made For Her

"Well, I better go to bed. Wedding tomorrow," she said nervously.

"Right. What are we doing for that?" I asked, taking a step towards her.

"I guess you're coming," she shrugged, taking a step back. "I have to be there at noon. We're all getting ready together."

"I'll take you," I said, taking another step towards her.

"Thanks," she said, bumping into the wall behind her during another step back.

I smirked and stepped forward until our chests were almost touching. I brought my hand up and trailed the back of my fingers down her neck.

"Any time, love," I said, placing a kiss on her cheek. "Do you need anything before bed? A helping hand, maybe?"

The look on her face when I said it was so worth the annoyed look that came after when she smacked my hand away.

"You wish," she scoffed, brushing past me and heading towards the stairs.

"I do wish. You know that. You wish, too. You're just more stubborn," I said, following after her.

"I don't know that stubborn's the right word. Apprehensive because you're a stranger is more what I was thinking," she countered, making her way to her room.

I fell into stride next to her, stuffing my hands in my pockets. "Ask me anything, love. I've nothing to hide from you."

"I'll come up with a list," she said.

I almost laughed because it was as if it was a challenge. She really did not understand how much she meant to me.

"So will I," I nodded.

She looked over at me questioningly as she paused at her door. I turned and kept walking backwards towards mine, setting my hand over my chest and giving her a shocked expression.

"You didn't think I only wanted you for your body, did you?" I teased, my eyes sliding down her figure. "Trust me, I do. But I want all of you. Every dark secret, every sweet memory, and every dirty fantasy." I chuckled at the look on her face and gave her a wave as I opened my door. "Goodnight, love. You know where I am if you change your mind about needing help," I said, winking before closing the door.

I could hear the huff of annoyance from the other side of my door and I couldn't help but chuckle at it. Tonight gave me more hope winning her over was possible. I had to.

I stripped down to my boxers and after taking care of myself the best I could, considering it wouldn't be going away until I mated with Addie, I tried to sleep.

I was having dreams of her again. I teased her about the dreams but the truth was I was having them, too. She was writhing under me as I filled her over and over, my hands going over her breasts, her ass, her legs. Mine. All mine. Her whimpering drove me insane, fueling me to go hard, deeper, more. I wanted all of her. I wanted her to feel me for days and never be able to forget it.

I woke up to hear her actually whimpering. Not just a dream. I groaned and turned over in my bed, pulling the pillow over my face to try to muffle the sounds coming from her room. She was asleep, I was sure but the sounds... I closed my eyes and focused on tuning out her room. I could do this. I could...

"Oh, Xander," she moaned.

I groaned as my boxers tightened. Her breath came out harsher, sharper. God, she was destroying me. I stared up at the ceiling, trying to ignore the sound, the smell... Her dreams were just as bad as mine, it seemed. Another whimper had me twitching my hands towards my boxers.