Chapter Thirty-One

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Dedicated to @Loveamira for being simply awesome. Please read her story Think Again Mate of Mine

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Chapter Thirty One

Rainie's POV

Slowly lowering me to the floor, my back hit the dew covered grass as his lips continued their slow, pleasurable assault on mine. His hands moved down my arched back and slid under my shirt, his fingers stroking my bare skin.

The agonising pain that overwhelmed my body was slowly starting to subside and my wolf was reeling in ecstasy. I could feel her creeping closer to the surface, but she was still too weak from the pain to push further.

Mason's mouth left mine and started on a trail down the column of my neck until he reached my collarbone. His warm tongue lapped at my burning skin, as his teeth captured a small amount of skin, biting down gently, but enough to leave the feeling of a sweet sting.

"Are you okay?" He whispered. My voice was lost in my throat; a whimper was all I could manage in answer to him. Lifting his lips from my neck, his eyes found mine. My breath caught at the emotions flashing in his eyes and it surprised me even more that he didn't bother to hide them from me.

His lips had left my skin for mere seconds, but those seconds were too long. Wrapping my arms around his neck and burying my hands in his hair, I pulled his mouth to mine, letting out a moan of pleasure as his tongue flicked over my bottom lip.

My whole body hummed and the hypnotising trail his hand was taking around to my hip and under my shirt over my stomach, was driving me crazy.

Leaning his weight off me and onto his forearm, our legs twisted around each other. His excitement was evident as he pressed himself into me, sending a new wave of pleasure crashing around my body.

Pushing himself up and away from me, his arm circled my waist and he lifted me up from the ground until I was sat on his lap. His hands grasped hold of my waist, slowly rising and pushing my shirt up. The cool air was welcomed against my hot skin.

My gaze automatically dropped to the ground. I had no idea what I was doing or where this was going, I wasn't exactly experienced like this with guys. A hot make out I could handle, but anything else and I was way out of my depth.

Nudging the tip of his nose against mine to get my attention, my eyes fell on his. "We can stop." His words were nothing more than a growl and his breathing was heavy. "Just say the word Rain and I'll stop."

With his hands halted half way up my waist, my shirt scrunched up in his fists, his eyes were asking permission to continue. "I don't want to stop." I admitted. I had never felt like this before and the bubbling excitement that danced in my stomach was indescribable. "It's just..." I trailed off; my eyes falling on the grass around us as a blush quickly crept up my neck.

Tightening his hold on my waist, he pulled me closer. He never spoke a single word, but I knew he was reassuring me. "I've never done any of this before." There was no way to say it in any less of an embarrassing way and now the blush had left my neck and surely covered my cheeks.

"Rain, look at me." I didn't, my eyes remained firmly on the ground. "Look at me, little kitten." He urged again, this time lowering his head until he was looking up at me. Without even realising it, my body had responded and I found myself locking gazes with him. "I'm your mate. Don't ever be embarrassed in front of me. I'm the one person you don't have to feel like that in front of." My heart thumped heavily against my chest.

With the small amount of confidence his words gave me, I trailed my hands over his broad shoulders and down his arms, feeling each muscle tense as my fingers traced over them.  

The hiss that escaped his clenched jaw sent my body into another whirlwind of lust and want. Battling with the feelings that were thrashing around inside of me had me wondering how I had fought them for so long. Right now, I couldn't stop even if I wanted to.

I trailed my fingers down his stomach before I reached the hem of his jersey, lifting it and allowing his perfectly defined torso to be shown, I pulled it off over his head. Running my tongue over my lips, my eyes raked over his tanned body, watching as his chest quickly rose up and down.

His lips quickly found the base of my neck, where he gently sucked my skin before tracing his tongue over it. My hands automatically gripped his shoulders as another quiet moan escaped my lips. Pressing himself into me, he leaned over and spread his jersey out on the grass behind me.

I had no idea why and I didn't care. Every thought I had was consumed by him, from his lips working their way up my neck to my mouth, his hands running over my stomach to the small of my back and down my butt, and the mesmerising scent of him that engulfed me. All of it had my body numb with pleasure and wanting more.

The warmth of his hands moved around to my hips and slowly slid up the side of my stomach, the tips of his fingers leaving a tickle that forced a lazy giggle to slip past my lips.

His lips captured mine as he used his tongue to tease my own. If I thought our last kiss was perfect, this one had me lost for words. We broke apart only for him to take my shirt off and throw it to the side of us. "You're beautiful, Rain." He whispered and a second later his lips were back on mine in a blissful assault. 

With one hand cupping my neck and the other tightly gripping my waist, I could feel my wolf becoming restless. She wasn't feeling his wolf or Mason enough and for once, I completely agreed. Seemingly feeling my wolf's agitation, both of his hands lowered to my hips again. Grabbing hold of either side, he moved my pelvis back and forth over the very visible bulge in his sweats, my sensitive area running along his length. 

Whether I had confidence or not didn't matter. I was too caught up in us and what was happening between us.

Pressing the palms of my hands against his chest, I pushed him until his back touched the ground. Straddling him in our new position, my libido rocketed. Slowly I started to move my hips back and forth, grinding myself harder in to him. I had absolutely no idea what I was doing and only the deep, husky moans from Mason told me I was doing something right.

Urged on by his reaction and huge bulge I felt pressed against my core, I slid my hands down to his stomach and ground myself harder, but still just as slow as I had been before. With his hands grabbing my thighs, his head fell back as an animalistic growl ripped through his lips. "Fuck."

My body was shaking with anticipation and the unfamiliar feelings that only Mason was able to give me. Lightly slapping his hands against my butt, he squeezed and in seconds he was hovering over me and I was underneath him. Leaning his weight on to his arm, his right hand slid up the side of my waist and stopped below the curve of my breast. My heart raced so fast I was sure it was going to explode out of my chest.

He began to move his face away from mine again and I knew it was for him to ask my permission to go further, but he didn't need to. I wanted him to. Lifting my lips to meet his, I captured his mouth with mine. Understanding my consent, slowly his hand crept over the cup of my bra and up my shoulder towards the strap. Inching it down slowly, his lips moved across my shoulder blade and followed the path his hand had taken.

My head fell back. It felt as if a fire was blazing inside of me as his tongue ran across the swell of my breast, nipping the sensitive skin with his teeth. There was no doubt it would leave a mark, but I didn't care. It was too good of a feeling to care.

Staring down at the fresh love bite he had made on the swell of my breast, a full smile formed on his lips. "You're mine now, little kitten."

Giggling, I snaked my hand around to the back neck and pulled him closer. "Is that so?" I teased.

With eyes burning into mine, he slowly nodded his head, keeping that sexy smirk in place. "Absolutely." He winked, before crashing his lips to mine again.

There was no way making out with Mason Vermont would ever get boring. That I was sure of.

Taking his bottom lip between my teeth, I bit down gently, hearing him growl in pleasure.

I could feel the heat rising to my neck and cheeks again as he continued to gently suck and nibble the sensitive areas of my body. My chest rose and fell heavily. One hand was buried deep in his hair whilst the other clenched the grass beside me. My back arched allowing him to skim his hand down the hot, moist skin of back and down to my butt, squeezing it and lifting me until my pelvis was moulded against his.  

Lifting his arm to the side of my head, he moved his body across mine until his weight had shifted, then with his other hand - his mouth continuing its mind-blowing torture - he unclasped my bra, throwing it to the side of us.

With my arms now circling his neck, he shifted his weight once more until his body completely covered mine and both forearms supported him. Our naked torsos stuck to each other as the heat from his skin poured onto mine. My head spun and the feelings raging inside of my body were too much to put into words. I was intoxicated by everything he was doing and I wanted more. The pain I felt just a few minutes before was non-existent and all my body had to deal with was the incredible pleasure that was surging through it.  

Kissing and licking his way from my neck to my lips, he pressed himself into me. "Please accept it." His whispered beg was lost in the haze of my mind and all I could focus on was his lips gently peppering kisses along my jaw. "Please, baby."

Accept it. My wolf chanted in the backdrop of my mind. Accept what?

Moving a few inches away from me, I didn't silence the growl of annoyance that he was no longer kissing me or hide the frown on my face. Why had he stopped?

"I'm sorry, little kitten. After this I promise I won't stop again." He soothed, brushing his fingers along my neck and burying them in my hair. "Please Rain." Looking straight into his eyes, I noticed they were no longer the electric blue I had come to dream about, but were now dark and inky blue. His wolf was becoming stronger.

I waited for my wolf to object to him stopping, but nothing came. She didn't utter a single word to me and I realised it was me who was disappointed he had stopped. "Accept what?" My voice was laced with the lust that ran through every inch of my body.

A sexy smile of satisfaction formed on his lips. "Listen to him."

I was about to ask him what the hell he was talking about when I heard it. It was something I had never experienced before and it was the most beautiful sound I had ever heard.

His wolf was calling to mine.

Opening my mouth to speak, Mason placed his finger over my lips to silence me. "There's nothing I can do to make up for what I've done, but I promise you will have everything you deserve and everything I have to offer. You're quickly becoming my world Rainie Harper, but you've always been his."

A single tear ran from the corner of my eye and disappeared into my hair. "I've got to prove a lot to you, I know that, but please accept him." His face came closer to mine as he whispered. "Accept me."

My wolf howled in delight from somewhere deep inside of me. For once I didn't think about the past and what he had done, I didn't think about the future and what might happen. Instead I chose to think about what was happening in that moment.

There was no doubt about it; I would give him the same answer every single time. Smiling, I nodded.

The two inky blue eyes that stared back at me held all the emotions I was sure was reflected in mine. "I, Mason Vermont accept you, Rainie Harper as my mate."

Now, it wasn't just a single tear that escaped. "You're beautiful," He left a kiss on the tip of my nose, "you're smart," another kiss on my forehead, "you're the sweetest little thing I've ever met," he smiled, leaving a kiss on my left cheek, "and I'm proud to call you my mate." He finished by planting a final kiss on my right cheek.

In front of me wasn't the jerk who rejected me or the heartbreaker who succeeded in breaking my heart, it was my mate. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I said the words I never thought I would. "I, Rainie Harper accept you, Mason Vermont as my mate." 

Not half a second later he was kissing me again. "Now you're definitely mine, little kitten." He whispered, his lips brushing against mine, before capturing them once more.

My heart rate soared and my whole body felt heavy with the affects of the endless satisfaction he was giving me. Slowly inching his hands lower down my body, his fingers came in contact with the waist band of my jeans. Trickling his fingers across the bare skin of my stomach, he quickly loosened the button and slowly undid the zipper. Arching my back, I urged him to end the excruciatingly mind-blowing agony.

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Mason's POV

Long, soft brown hair sprawled out above her head as her body - covered with my jersey - nestled against mine. Resting her head on my arm, with my other around her small waist, her chest rose and fell slowly. The sky was losing its colour and the breeze had turned cold and sharp. I didn't want to wake her; seeing her asleep in my arms stirred familiar feelings inside of my chest and stomach. My eyes were heavy, but I just couldn't take them off her. My wolf was quietly soothing hers, completely in his element of being the protective, attentive mate he always wanted to be.

The only thing that wasn't silent was my heartbeat. It felt like a drum in my ears. I couldn't even take a deep breath to calm myself because whenever I did, that incredible mix of vanilla and roses attacked my senses and the last thing I wanted was to wake her just so I could kiss her again. Even the idea of that had every inch of me craving her.

Her moans of pleasure had me weak at the knees and watching her convulse beneath as I  massaged her soft, sensitive skin had me feeling like the proudest wolf in the world. Every inch of her had my body tingling, no girl had made me feel the way Rain did and I couldn't get enough of it.

I couldn't get enough of her.

Not only was the scent of vanilla and roses driving me crazy, but when I kissed her bare skin, I got the most mouth-watering taste of coconut. Hell, who was I kidding, everything about this girl was mouth-watering.

My hands begged to be running over her soft body again; my lips ached for the tender flesh of her inner thighs, the need to kiss her almost forcing me to lose control of myself.   

There was no doubt I was becoming addicted to the tiny little kitten in my arms and there was nothing I could do to stop it.

She started to stir in her sleep, turning around to face me, but her eyes were still closed and her breathing was heavy so I knew she wasn't ready to wake up yet. Tangling her arms around each other, she nuzzled closer into my chest and my hold on her instinctively became tighter.

My fingers traced circles on the small of her back and my lips left light kisses along the delicate, pale skin of her bare shoulder. I realised just how excited I was to be able to have her waking up next to me and I couldn't stop myself imagining what it would be like to wake up like this every day. My wolf, purring in complete contentment, obviously appreciated the images my mind was playing with.

You're going to wake her. The concern from my wolf was evident, so was his anger that I was disrupting her sleep.

I have to. I had no problem with staying like this all night, but I don't think her parents, mine or her Alpha would have appreciated me keeping her from the dinner. "Wake up, Rain." I whispered, lifting my hand to run my fingers through her hair. Mumbling something incoherent, she buried her face in the crook of my neck. "You've got to wake up, beautiful."

A soft groan vibrated against my neck, "No."

My chest rumbled with a chuckle, "We need to be on time for the dinner or our parents will go crazy and the last thing we both need is to be barked at by two Alphas." I could feel a slight shudder against my body.

Lifting her head, I finally got to look at her. Huge, emerald eyes stared at me, the hint of sleepiness left in them. "I don't want to go." She admitted sheepishly. My stomach jumped knowing she wanted to spend just as much time with me as I did with her.

"Trust me Rain," I lowered my head and kissed the tip of her nose, "Right now all I want to do is take you to bed and do exactly what I've just done, over and over." Her tongue darted out and ran over her top lip.

Before I knew what I was doing, my lips came within centimetres from hers and my tongue followed the same path hers had seconds before. "You taste nice, little kitten." I could feel her back arch as her stomach pressed against me and her legs - already tangled around mine - tighten.

It took every ounce of self control not to forget about dinner, take her back to the house and spend the night with her.  "Mason, please stop."

"Stop what?"

"Thinking like that." Her chest rose and fell a little heavier than before and her eyes burnt into mine, shifting from emerald green to black. "If you don't want us to be late for dinner, I suggest you stop."

There was no chance of me stopping myself from laughing. "Now you know I feel when your mind plays its own little movie of us." I winked, chuckling at how quickly her cheeks can be covered with an apple-red blush.

Pushing herself up, she kept tight hold of my jersey around her naked body, her hair falling over her right shoulder. Man, what I would give to have that view every damn day. Not being able to resist any more, I sat up, wrapping my arms around her waist and kissed all the way up from her shoulder to her neck, loving how her head tilted to give me better access to her delicious skin.

Dropping my jersey, she reached for her own shirt and slipped it over her head. My wolf subtly growled, but he kept back and left me in complete control. He didn't like that she was moving away from us, but he knew he couldn't push it with her. I had screwed up enough and now it was my chance to make things right. Acting like a Neanderthal wouldn't do either of us any favours.

This was enough for him and even though it almost killed me not to be able to mark her in the way I want, I still got to leave a reminder that she was mine on her body. No one would see the love bite on her inner thigh and I was pretty sure even she didn't realise what I was doing, I know it's there and that's good enough for me.

Once she had put her jeans back on and fastened them, she turned to me. "Come on, playboy." She giggled, pushing herself up from the ground and brushing herself off.

My sweats were still on so I didn't have the worry of anything being on display, not that it mattered anyway. I was hers to look at however she wanted. Quickly throwing my jersey over my head, I jumped up and grabbed hold of her hand, spinning her around to face me. Leaning forward I whispered in her ear, "You're wrong."

"About what?"

I nibbled the sensitive area below the lobe of her ear. "About me being a playboy."

Tilting her head around until our eyes met, a smile played on her lips. "What would you call yourself then?"

My smirk lifted one side of my mouth, "A mate who was promised a date." Her

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