The weekend and next week flew by. The days consisted of constant trips to Mason's territory where we hung out with all him friends or sat in his office while he began teaching me my future duties as Luna or attacked each other with physical affection at every turn. When I wasn't seeing him at his house or at school, he was showing up in my room- a goofy smile on his face and a heavy drive to snuggle and kiss me.
Despite my fear that one of my pack members would find out about his visits and report my "adultery" to Conner, I pined for my mate's affections. Mason's "surprise" visits shot butterflies through my stomach every time, without fail. I couldn't possibly tire of him. He makes me love life again- like I wake up actually excited. I don't have to live in fear with him as my other half. I love him. I love Mason. I didn't think I'd be able to trust, let alone be completely in love with another man after Conner. I thought he had for sure ruined me beyond repair. But Mason has shown me love. True, real love. He hasn't said it yet, and neither have I, but I can practically feel it- in the way he looks at me, touches me, protects me. God... I love him.
Speaking of my mate, I left school over 4 hours ago and haven't seen him since. I'm slowly becoming mildly concerned since we usually don't go 20 minutes without at least mind-linking. Maybe he's in a meeting?
To keep my mind occupied, I pull out my homework and lay it all out on my bed in neat piles. I sit cross legged on my bed and hold a pen between my teeth as I rearrange the stacks into 5 different orders before changing my bodily positions for the 3rd time. I groan loudly as I come to the conclusion that I can't take my mind off Mason. My curiosity will one day be the death of me.
Knowing I won't get any work done, I push my books and papers to the end of the bed and scoot to the top. I find an old rerun of a comedy tv series and put all my focus on the idiotic main characters.
To my luck, time flies by without me checking the clock every half a second and in no time it is past 10 in the evening. Considering it's a Friday night, I don't really care about sleeping but as I realize the time, my mind frantically shoots back to Mason. Our link is closed as it has been most the day, obviously his aim is to kill me inside since I'm already completely mad over him.
As I begin to panic internally, my window slides open and Mason pops his head into my room.
His grin is already on his lips, almost bringing a smile to mine but I fight it.
"Why is the link closed Mason? And where have you been? I was worried!" He smiles wider as the words leave my lips.
"Aww baby, you missed me?" Of course I missed you dumbass. I love you too much not to.
I groan and fall back on the bed to avoid looking at his cocky face. To my hidden pleasure, he climbs over me, sheltering my body with his. He nuzzles his nose in my neck and peppers kisses over my neck and collarbone.
"I missed you Sage. I'm sorry I cut you off. I had to head a meeting regarding some of my neighboring packs and my dad was there to evaluate me so I couldn't have distractions."
"Why didn't you tell me?" I pout, reaching up to wind my arms around his neck.
"I'm sorry Princess, I guess it just slipped my mind. Forgive me?" He trails kisses up my neck and cheek to the corners of my lips, instantly causing them to break out in a smile. He smiles back down at me in return, making my heart swell.
I lean up to connect our lips, moving my own slowly against his and enjoying the way his body weight feels pushing against me.
"I'll take that as a yes," he breaths after pulling away from my kiss. After hovering for a second, he reconnects our lips, urging me to kiss him faster, harder.
I match his feverish pace, even pulling his shirt over his head before smashing my lips back to his. My hands roam his chest and abs, tracing every outline of muscle. He tenses where I touch, grunting quietly while my hand meets his lower abdomen. I smile against his lips, moving my hands back to his neck.
He pulls away from me again, his eyes glowing with lust.
"Sage?"
I arch slightly against him, basking in the sound of my name coming from his lips when his voice is slightly huskier than usual.
"Sage I want to mark you." I drop like dead weight to the mattress, not expecting him to say that.
"You wouldn't want that?" He asks, suddenly timid when I don't respond for a long while. He begins to move off me, the feeling of rejection clear on his handsome face.
I grab his biceps to stop him, pulling him back over me and connecting our lips again. He kisses me hesitantly now but I pay no mind, simply picking up his slack until he finally starts kissing me hard again. When he does, I pull away slightly and move his face to my neck, tilting my head to the side to give him the best access.
"Wait, are you sure?" He breathes, his warm lips already sucking and nipping at my skin in search of my soft spot. I nod even though he probably doesn't notice. My body tingles and goosebumps raise on my skin as his lips find one particular spot on my neck. He smirk in victory before his canines gently scrape over the same spot, drawing a barely audible moan from me.
"That's the spot," he mumbles, a smile easily detectable in his voice.
Before I have time to overthink why I'm doing this while still Conner's girlfriend, his piercing canines are lodged deep in my skin. I start to shriek but muffle myself upon remembering which house I'm in. I whimper behind my hand while he keeps his jaws locked in me.
Slowly, he pulls back and as he does the intense pain turns to satisfaction. My hand drops from my lips as I sink into the bed in bliss.
Exhaustion creeps in, darkening my field of vision. I had heard that the marking makes a female immensely tired and drained of energy but I didn't think it'd be that quick.
"Sage?"
"Ya Mason?" I answer groggily.
"I love you."
I smile widely at that in my high state and lean up on my elbows so I can connect our lips softly and quickly.
"I love you Mason," I pull him down into the bed with me and lean my forehead against his, wrapping one arm around his neck to keep him in place.
"Get some sleep baby," he says after some time has passed. He pecks my lips longingly and then rolls onto his side. I automatically curl my body into him, the darkness lulling me under. His arms wind around me and our legs tangle together and then I am completely out.
~•~
I woke up alone. The spot next to me was cold.
My stomach sunk and a feeling over rejection washed over me. After last night, I needed the reassurance that he was happy with me. But he had left.
Before I could sulk even another second, the bathroom door opened. My head swiveled to look at the steamy doorway and I was completely relieved to see my mate walk out. I relaxed back against the bed...that is until my eyes trailed over his amazing body. All he had on was a towel, loosely hung dangerously low on his hips.
My body immediately tensed and as hard as I tried to keep my thoughts elsewhere, thoughts of he and I still made their way into my mind.
"Babe, you got some drool right there," he points to his lip and laughs at me. I sit up in the bed so my feet dangle over the edge. Yes I'm that short. Leave me alone!
I take a minute to compose myself and even then come up with a shitty response. "It's nothing I haven't seen before."
"Damn right," his follow-up wink sends a light blush to my cheeks but also brings a grin to each of our faces. He walks over to me, still in just a towel, and grabs my chin. Our lips interlock and Mason grazes his tongue across my bottom lip. I deny him entrance, frustrating him to no end. He growls threateningly at me, but it has no frightening effect on me.
"I love you," I mumble against his lips, giggling at the end. He growls again, but with less harshness. I trail my finger down his chest and playfully mess with the towel. He groans into my mouth and I pull away to laugh and breathe. Mason continues peppering kisses across my jaw and then leaving wet kisses down my neck until the curve of my neck where he puts an open mouth kiss on my fresh mark. He slowly pushes me back until my back hits the mattress and then he climbs on top of me slightly. He continues sucking on the skin, instantly driving my wolf crazy.
"I love you too Sage," he finally responds, standing up and grinning down at me.
What love sick fools we are...