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Chapter Twenty Five

Rainie's POV

There were two reasons my heart had dropped to the pit of my stomach and my eyes had gone wide. One, Mason Vermont was kissing me and two, I was kissing him back.

I should have pushed him away, told him to get the hell off me, but I didn't. A part of me wanted to do that, but a bigger part of me want to see what it would be like. What it should feel like between mates.

His surprisingly soft lips were pressed against mine as he brushed circles with the pad of his thumb on my neck while his other hand tugged gently on my hair.

An excitement and heat surged through me, awaking every sensation and had my body tingling. My heart danced in my chest, pounding so hard I could practically feel it in my ears. In a second my arms had gone from hanging idly at my sides to wrapping themselves around Mason's neck, burying my hands in his hair and pulling him closer.

With his hands slowly trailing down my sides, his fingers swept over the bare skin of my stomach and down to my hips were his grip tightened. The small spark of pain from his hold caused my head to fall back and a small gasp to escape my lips, sending a further wave of lust and want over me and my wolf.

Mason pressed himself even closer to me; his body flush against mine, closing any last space between us and brushed his lips along my jaw before kissing down my neck, lightly biting and sucking the sensitive skin.

I was in complete ecstasy. "Shit, Rain." Mason's deep voice, thick with lust, had somewhere deep inside of my stomach clench. "I need you. I need you so much." He spoke between kisses. 

His words only increased my own need for him. My whole body was shaking with the blazing heat that swirled inside of me, the uncontrollable lust for his touch and the overpowering need to have him.

Being with Mason, every sensible thought and feeling disappeared with the touch of his lips on my skin, the sensation of his warm hands slipping beneath my cami and the feeling of his... excitement pressed against my stomach.    

His hands slid from my waist, down over the tops of my thighs and around where they stopped underneath my butt. "Tell me you want me." His words were barely above a whisper and his breath was ragged. I heard what he had said, but my mind couldn't function. It was consumed by Mason and the masculine scent that caused a tingling ache between my legs. "I need to hear you say it, little one."

Say what? With Mason's lips planting kisses on my hot skin I could barely remember my own name. His fingers slid underneath my shorts, pinching my butt and I couldn't stop the lazy giggle that left my lips. "Let me hear you say it." He whispered, peppering kisses along my jaw until he reached my lips. "Please, little kitten." His lips pressed against mine in a long hard kiss, only pulling away to run his tongue along my bottom lip.

There was no doubt that I wanted him. My wolf wanted him and right now neither one of us wanted to push him away. "I do." I admitted. The moan that left his throat gave me the most satisfaction I had ever known.  I didn't want it to stop.  I didn't want his touches or his kisses to stop, so with lust lacing my voice I whispered those four words in his ear. "I want you, Mason."

Seconds later I felt Mason's hands squeeze my butt and my feet leave the floor as he lifted me up, my legs wrapping around his waist.  As my mouth parted with a gasp, Mason's tongue slipped past my lips and tangled with my own, bringing so many new sensations to me.  

This wasn't my first kiss, but my God it was definitely the best.   

His hot tongue teased my own, dancing around my mouth in a way that sent my thoughts crazy and made me dizzy. My nails dug into the scorching, bare skin of his broad shoulders as I gripped tighter hold of him. One of Mason's hands stayed on my butt holding me up, whilst the other travelled down the back of my thigh, pulling me into him, grinding himself into my core.

Through the haze of kissing and, thanks to my rising cami, our skin touching, I could just about make out the movement of Mason's body carrying me somewhere. I had no idea where we were going and I didn't care. All I could focus on was the close proximity of our bodies and his lips perfectly moulding over mine in a hot, intense kiss that had the hairs on my neck stand on end. 

Slowly, without breaking the kiss, Mason lowered me onto the bed. The soft mattress dipping with our weight and the cold sheets hitting my burning skin. After running his tongue across my bottom lip, nipping it slightly with his teeth, his mouth left mine and moved down my neck. His moist tongue leaving a trail of heat that only intensified the unwavering need inside of me.

I was completely lost. This wasn't me and Mason, two kids who fought endlessly, this was two mates who had given in to the powerful bond that we shared and the raw animalistic instincts of our wolves.

With his forearms resting on the bed holding his weight off me, my hands detangled themselves from his hair and ran down his bare back feeling his muscles tense as my fingers traced over each defined one. My wolf, myself and my body were all at his mercy. Tracing the tips of his fingers along my arm and down over my stomach until they reached the hem of my cami, he effortlessly slid his hand under, caressing my stomach.  

"You're beautiful," his words echoed through the haze in my mind, "I'm sorry, please accept that." 

Sorry for what? The lust and excitement that clouded my thoughts began to fade as those words repeated again and again. His lips moved to the base of my throat where I could feel his teeth gently graze over my sensitive skin. The urge I had to press my neck against his teeth to break the skin as he marked me was undeniable.

With his hand sliding down my thigh, lifting my leg and tightening it around his waist my head fell back as his not-so-little Mason pressed against me. Cupping my neck, his lips kissed their way long my collarbone and down to the swell of my breast. Sliding the thin strap of my cami slightly down my arm, his tongue swept over every inch of skin.

"I'm sorry." He whispered again. Seemingly understanding what Mason was talking about, my wolf forced herself forward and I could feel second by second the control slipping from me. My heart fluttered in my chest and my stomach was a complete mess of tingles and swirling excitement. Mason's scent was growing stronger, his body tensing, starting to shake with anticipation and his kiss becoming hotter, filled with more need and lust.

My eyes snapped open in understanding. She wanted to mate with him. Mason's hand trickled over my stomach, his fingers slipping under the waist band of my shorts and brushing over my hips. "W-what are you s-sorry for?" My words barely made it out and I was surprised to hear how rough and lust coated my voice sounded.

Lifting his lips from my neck, Mason looked up to me holding my steady gaze with an electric blue one of his own. My chest rose and fell, and my eyes were heavy, dazed by what was happening. "For everything." I caught a quick glimpse of his eyes that shone with something other than the usual over-confident, playboy glint he always had, before his lips continued their relentless, pleasurable torture on my neck. "For rejecting you." He whispered.

My wolf purred, finally hearing those words she melted into Mason, calling out for his wolf to take control. I on the other hand, didn't feel the same rush of relief and forgiveness. Instead, with the disappointment that sank in my stomach, I just felt anger. I couldn't help but wonder if this was just a last ditch attempt to seal the deal. If he thought by apologising, my wolf would over power me and he would have exactly what he wants.

Snapping at my thoughts, my wolf obviously didn't agree with me. I knew this was it for her and I had never felt her more excited or closer to the surface before. He had apologised, his wolf was probably whispering sweet nothing's to her and Mason was pushing every button to turn us on and give us pleasure we had never known. She wanted to be accepted and I've known all along that all it would take from him would be those two little words, 'I'm sorry' and all would be forgiven.

And then there was me Rainie, the human side. I felt all that hurt, pain and embarrassment as well. But I was the one who had to face everyone knowing I was the stupid, rejected girl whose Alpha mate didn't think she was good enough. I had to face Mason every day, being taunted by him and seeing and feeling other girls hanging off him, kissing and touching him and him enjoying every minute of it. Yeah my wolf went through it, but she could choose to hide away, she could shut herself off and deal with it whilst I had to pretend everything was ok. I had to lie to my pack and my family; she didn't have to face any of that. 

I wouldn't be that girl who fell for a 'sorry' or the 'it was a mistake', 'I didn't know what I wanted, but I do now' and the 'I need you' line when the damage that was caused deserved more than that. I deserved more than that and so did my wolf. "That's not good enough." My voice held all the sadness of my heart. Mason's lips stopped moving against me neck; his hands gently gripped the side of my waist as if holding me to him in one place would make this change.

"It was a stupid mistake." He spoke into my neck, each word vibrating against my throat only intensifying the endless, almost unbearable ache between my legs, "please Rain."

There was the line. Cupping my hands either side of his strong jaw, I lifted his face. "No Mason, this right now is the mistake." Pulling his hands away I pushed him back and swung my legs off the side of the bed. "You can't just say you're sorry in the heat of the moment and expect everything to be put right. It doesn't work like that."

Heaving a heavy sigh, I felt the bed shift beneath me. "You want me Rain, I know you do." The confident tone to his voice was back.

There wasn't a point in lying anymore. "Of course I do. I want you more than I've ever wanted anyone in my life, but saying sorry doesn't change what happened, it doesn't mean anything." I took a deep breath and turned to face him. "Why are you saying this now?"

His hooded eyes were blazing and solely focused on me, his lips were red and a little swollen from kissing and his tousled hair stuck up at every angle thanks to my roaming fingers. He was beautiful, there was no doubt about it. The most beautiful guy I had ever seen. "Why have you never apologised for rejecting me before?" 

"I don't know." He answered. "I loved my life before this happened Rain and I didn't want it to change. I'm not going to be one of those guys who say I rejected you because I didn't want you getting hurt or that I was protecting you because it wasn't like that. A mate was the last thing I wanted."

I'm not going to say it didn't hurt to hear him say that, but I understood everything he said. "I know that Mason, I get it I really do." I said honestly. I wasn't the type of girl - like Emma - who constantly searched for her mate and planned our happily ever after. Yeah, of course I would have loved that, but that wasn't my one goal in life like it is with most femmes. "Are you going to tell me what happened between you and Jude?"

Pinching the bridge of his nose, he shook his head giving a snort of dry laughter, "It always comes back to him, doesn't it? Here's your mate Rain, right here in front of you. Why are you so worried about him?"

My nose scrunched up, "I told you, because he's my friend and as much as I know so far, you had no reason for nearly killing Carmen."

Mason watched me. "He's more than a friend." His lips lifted into that smug, almost evil smirk. "Come on sweetheart, you don't kiss friends." At his words my heart stopped. "Oh, you thought that was a secret?" he snorted again, his voice turning cold and clipped. "As soon as that jerk came back from being with you he didn't waste any time telling me about it. You were the grand prize revenge against me."

How dare he? He can go around having sex with girls, but I couldn't kiss one guy. "This isn't about me and Jude," My anger bubbled; he always turned this around on me and somehow made it my fault, "this is about me and you. You want things to be ok between us? Tell me why Carmen is lying half dead in that room and why none of your pack did anything to help her!" My voice was raised, but I didn't care.

For a while he didn't say anything, neither of us did. Why was everything always full of drama and complication? "Mason, are you going to tell me?"

Letting his head fall forward for a second, before lifting it up again, his eyes met mine. It was hard to believe we had just been locked in the hottest make out I've ever had. "No." No longer where his eyes blazing, no longer was his body shaking from excitement and the hot, intense atmosphere was now cold and distant. My heart hurt, the sharp spikes of pain were robbing me of my breath and the tightening was making me feel dizzy. If he wanted me, truly wanted me he wouldn't lie to me, would he? He wouldn't continue to constantly hurt me in ways that were unfixable.

"Then I guess we're done." Tears filled my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. I swore Mason Vermont would not be the reason for my crying and I'd be damned if I went back on my word. Turning my back I started towards the door.

Mason reached his hand out and grabbed my wrist, "Rain please, wait." I didn't wait. I couldn't, there was no way I could stand there any longer without breaking. I was stupid to let it go this far. My wolf was going crazy inside of me, my head pounded and I could feel the cracks in my heart being torn further apart. "Just sta-" The words died in his throat at the sound of banging on the door. Now, not only was Mason losing his calm demeanour, but he was losing his patience. "What?" His voice bellowed out across the room.

"Dude, your dad wants to speak to you." The deep voice was muffled through the door, but I think it was Cole.

Mason was furious. "You've got to be kidding me." He mumbled, getting up from the bed and moving towards the door. "What does he want?" He shouted back.

"I don't know, man."

Mason groaned, running his fingers through his hair. His eyes were dull and tired looking; in fact he had never looked so torn in all the time I've known him. "Tell him he can wait."

Fixing my cami, and trying to pull my shorts down my legs - I didn't want to walk around the house looking like this now that people were awake - I walked over to him. "Don't worry I've got to go anyway. My mom will be up soon and she and dad will freak if they find out that I'm not in my room." I was babbling and I knew it, but I didn't know what else to do. I'd never experienced a one night hook up, but I'm almost certain the embarrassment I'm feeling would be pretty much the same. How some guys and girls could do this all the time I had no idea.     

Nodding he unlocked the door. "Give me five minutes and I'll take you home."

"It's fine. I'm going to see if Carmen's okay before I leave." He didn't look to happy to hear that, but he never said anything. Not that it mattered, whether he liked it or not I was going to see Jude.

Walking over to his closet, he stepped inside and come out carrying a dark grey hooded jacket. "Here, put this on."

I didn't hesitate in taking it from him, there was no way I wanted to walk around dressed in small booty shorts and a skin tight cami. Slipping it over my arms, the strong scent of Mason's cologne wrapped around me.

As we walked out of the bedroom all I hoped for was that no one saw me and I could make it back to Jude without being caught. The air was still thick between us and I knew Mason was still livid. His lips were set in a straight line as his jaw clenched.

Rocking back and forth on my heels, I suddenly become very aware of how close we had just been and how I was now wondering what to say to him, if there was anything left to say. I could feel the heat as a hint of blush crept up my neck. I quickly looked up from the floor to find two electric blue orbs burning into me. Not being able to hold his gaze my eyes dropped to my hands as I played with the cuff of the jacket.

"Listen," Mason leaned against the wall, one foot crossed over the other and his hands tucked into the pockets of his sweats which he had put on just before we left his room. "You want to know the truth? Why I would allow a member of the pack to be treated like that? You should ask him."

It didn't need a genius to know who 'him' was. "Why can't you tell me?"

Briefly looking behind him down the long, empty corridor he turned his attention back to me. "My fathe-"

I held out my hand, cutting him off. "No don't give me that Mason. I know you said your father ordered you not to say anything, but how would he know? No one would know you were the one who told me."

"And you think Jude would let that slide?" He asked incredulously. "He'd love that Rain. That's all he's waiting for; me to screw things up and you can bet your sweet little ass I won't be letting that happen."

There was no point. Mason wasn't going to tell me anything, I was just wasting my time. "I should go." Fastening the zip I turned on my heel.

Suddenly two hands gripped hold of my hips and pushed me against the wall, causing a small 'oomf' to leave my lips. Mason's face was inches from my own, his cool breath fanning my face. "This isn't finished, sweetheart." He leaned closer, his lips brushing against my ear. "What we started in there was just the beginning. You can push me away as much as you want little kitten, but we both know where this is going to end up."

My breathing hitched from his words. I hated how one guy could practically turn me into a pool of liquid on the floor.

"You know as well as I do what just happened in there will happen again and you can deny that as much as you want sweet cheeks, but your mine." His deep voice whispered in my ear. "I want you and I always get what I want."

"W-what makes you think this will h-happen again?" Damn my stuttering and stupid shaky voice. Damn Mason for making me like that.

"Because you want it to just as much as I do." Taking my face in both of his hands, he pressed his lips to mine for a second long kiss.

Finding a small ounce of confidence within me and hoping it was enough, I settled my lips into a bored smile. Closing the gap between us once more, his mouth came in search of mine, but instead I turned my cheek causing his lips to hit the skin. "You're an idiot if you think that Mason. I've already told you it's not enough, no matter how I feel it isn't enough. You're apologies don't mean anything to me."

A possessive growl ripped through his throat. "Mine."

Pushing back from me, his gaze travelled over my body, "You always have been and always will be mine. Don't doubt that for a second little one." He turned and walked away leaving me fighting to control my breathing and my legs quivering beneath me.

No matter what he said I wouldn't let what happened between us happen again. I was sure of it. Mason thought he could have me whenever he wanted?

He was wrong and if I had to prove that, I would.