The Alpha's Younger Mate
"I know you want me." I whispered in his ear.
"Katalina." He warned. I loved the way he said my name. It made me press myself into him more. He hissed and tried to move. I grabbed his shirt and pulled him closer.
"What's stopping you, Lucas?" He looked into my brown eyes. Lucas narrowed his eyes at me. He looked pissed, but his eyes were telling a different story. He wanted me just as much as I wanted him.
"You're too young. I'm twenty-six, and you're only seventeen." Lucas tried to look away.
"That's not it, Alpha." His eyes snapped to mine.
"Katalina, stop." His body pressed against mine.
"It's her. She's stopping you, huh? She's not yours, Lucas."
"She's not your Kitten, Alpha." I knew I took him to another level by the growl that came out his mouth. Did I care? No. Lucas Hale was mine. He was my mate, not RoseMary's. Who cared about the age difference? I sure as hell didn't, and apparently he didn't at the moment.
"You're in trouble little mate." Lucas grabbed me lifted me. I wrapped my legs around him and crashed my lips to his.