Kidnapped by my mate by Annie Whipple

Kidnapped by My Mate Chapter 17

Sweet relief from the pain that I had dealt with for the past several days came crashing into my b*dy, and I let out a s ob.

Grayson wrapped his arms tightly around my middle and then shifted them to beneath my butt so he could lift me.

Waist and clung to him for what felt like dear life.

I wrapped my legs around his

“I’m so sorry,” he whispered into my hair. “G od, I’m so sorry.”

I nodded my head to show that I understood, and pressed myself closer to him.

“I’m sorry too,” I whispered into his n*eck.

He squeezed me gently. No more words were needed.

We stayed like that for a few minutes, just holding each other and breathing each other in.

It was pure bliss, and I never wanted it to end.

But then Grayson moved. I panicked. Was he going to put me down? Was he going to leave me again? He must have sensed my panic because he ran a hand soothingly up and down my back as

he walked.

“Shh,” he said. “I’ve got you.”

He carried me past the room I’d spent the last few days in and into the room next to it.

Without letting go of me, he closed the door and then made his way over to the bed.

He laid us down so we were both on our sides facing each other with our bodies entwined.

Our foreheads touched, and for a while, we just stared into each other’s eyes.

Our breathing became in sync and everything felt so…right.

After some time I brought my hand up to touch the dark bags under his eyes.

“When was the last time you slept?” I asked him.

He shrugged his shoulders a bit. “About the last time you did.”

I furrowed my brow. “I’ve slept a lot over the last few days.”

He pulled me closer, tightening his hold on me.

“No, you’ve passed out. And never for more than a few minutes. There’s a difference between passing out and sleeping.”

“How did you know I passed out?”

“Because I felt it. I felt everything you went through.”

“You did?” I asked, surprised.

He nodded slowly and ran a thumb over my cheekbone.

“Our bond is stronger than the average werewolf couple. I’m not sure why. I can feel your strongest emotions. Usually that doesn’t happen until after you’ve completed the mating process.”

I shuddered when he reached a hand under my shirt and ran it up and down my back.

“Do I even want to know what the mating process is?”

He smiled slightly.

“I’m probably not the best person to tell you. But I promise you’ll enjoy every second of it. You’ll be begging me not to stop.”

His eyes drifted between us, roaming over my b*dy. He licked his l*ps hungrily.

I scoffed and shoved at his shoulder lightly. He growled playfully and squeezed me tighter to

him. His teeth nipped at my ear.

“S-so, um,” I stuttered when he leaned back to look at me. “The mating process. It, uh, has to do with, um”-I cleared my throat a bit―”that?”

Grayson’s eyes glittered with amusement. “Do you mean S**, mate?”

My cheeks blushed a dark red. I nodded my head.

Grayson licked his l*ps and smirked.

“Yes. It has to do with lots and lots of S**.”

His voice was deeper than usual, and I noticed that his eyes were slowly becoming darker the more we talked about the topic. I shifted uncomfortably thinking about Grayson and me having S**. He noticed that I was moving farther away from him, and he immediately pulled me closer.

“Nuh-uh, you are not getting away from me. I don’t care how nervous S** makes you.”

I looked anywhere but his eyes. He didn’t know it, but I had never had S** before. I just hadn’t

had the time for boys when my dad got sick.

The thought of having S** for the first time with someone who seemed as experienced as Grayson made my stomach turn into knots.

Grayson’s hand went under my chin, and he lifted my head until my eyes met his.

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“You have nothing to worry about, beautiful. Nothing will happen until you are one hundred percent ready and comfortable. Even then, I will take care of you. I’ll always take care of you.”

I relaxed a bit, even though the idea still made me nervous. Hearing his words, I wanted to melt into a puddle. He pressed his forehead against mine again, and we stayed like that for a while. It was interesting to stare into his swirling black eyes. It was almost as if they were sucking me in.

I found myself reaching up and cupping his face. I ran a thumb under his eyes.

“That’s your wolf?” I asked quietly.

Grayson placed his hand over mine and turned his head to k*ss my palm gently. “Yes.”

“Are you going to turn into a wolf now?”

“No, don’t worry about that. He’s just watching you. I mean, he’s always watching through my eyes. He’s just more present now because we’re so close to you.”

I continued to stare into his eyes as the black swirled around like a mist in his irises.

It was mesmerizing.

“What is he doing right now?”

“He’s worrying about you. He doesn’t enjoy seeing you so sad. He also continues to remind me of the fact that you haven’t eaten or slept in days. He’s mad at me for not taking care of you.”

“He can talk to you?”

Grayson shook his head. “No. He doesn’t speak. He is a wolf, after all. But somehow we just understand each other. We are the same being. My wolf is me just as much as I am him.”

“Huh,” I breathed out, intrigued by everything that Grayson was saying. It was all so interesting.

“He likes that you’re curious about him. He enjoys having your attention.”

“He does?”

“Yeah, you make him really happy.” He tucked a piece of hair behind my ear. “You make us both really happy.”

I wasn’t sure how to respond, so I just stayed quiet.

“Belle,” Grayson said, “I need you to know how sorry I am for all that you have been through

cince vou mat ma I know how ccory and overwhelming this whole thing has been for you”

since you met me. I know how scary and overwhelming this whole thing has been for you.”

He squeezed my waist. “And what’s even worse is that I’m the cause of all of your distress. It kills me to see you so upset. I wish I could’ve done all of this differently. It was just the circumstances in which we met that made all of this so hard. Just please know that it was never supposed to be this way. I am so unbelievably sorry.”

He looked so pained-like he might break down at any moment.

I leaned into him more. Then I paused for a moment.

What am I doing?

I realized that I was seeking to comfort him.

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The more time I spent with Grayson, the less scared I felt. In fact, I was actually starting to trust him. As strange as it sounded, trusting him felt natural. It felt easy.

Just like being in his arms.

And standing there, so close to Grayson, there was nothing I wanted more than to just be with

him.

“I’m sorry too,” I whispered.

He scrunched his eyebrows together. “Why are you sorry?”

I sighed. “I never gave you a chance. I was afraid and refused to listen. Even after you were so sweet to me, I refused to listen.”

Grayson smiled slightly. “As happy as I am to hear you say that, you had every right to be afraid. I can’t imagine being in your shoes.”

His thumb began to trace circles around my hip bone as he held me by the waist. I inched closer

to him.

“You were right,” I said.

He raised an eyebrow. “About what?”

I looked deeply into his eyes. “I found my way back to you.”

His smile widened until it took over his entire face. He said nothing, just pulled me closer, placing his forehead against mine. He gently rubbed noses with me and hummed out his

contentment.

I breathed him in and basked in how it felt to be in his arms.

“Grayson?” I asked after a few minutes.

He lifted an eyebrow in response as his hands continued to dance across my skin.

“Can, um, can we try something?”

He paused for a moment. “What do you want to try, baby?”

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I took a deep breath and looked deep into his eyes. They were so intense as he waited for me to speak.

“Um… I, um, well, can we…?”

He took my hand in his and threaded our fingers together.

He gave them a gentle squeeze, telling me to go on.

“Never mind,” I blurted out.

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“Well, that will not do,” Grayson said. He moved in, so that his face was hovering just inches over mine. He placed a hand on my waist. “Tell me.”

I shook my head. “No. It’s not important.”

His hand drifted under my shirt. I tried to stop him but he said, “Are you ticklish, gorgeous?”,

I gaped at him. Was he planning on tickling me? “I’m not ticklish at all,” I said quickly.

He leaned down until his l*ps were brushing up against my ear. “I can sense your lie, baby,” he whispered. “Just tell me what you were going to say and I won’t do anything.”

“Seriously, it doesn’t matter! I promise!”

“Yeah, I don’t believe you,” he stated.

He moved his fingers against my skin in a way that left me laughing hysterically. I squirmed and grabbed at his hands, but he just kept tickling me without mercy.

“Stop!” I yelled out between laughs. “Grayson, stop!”

“Just tell me what you were going to say and I’ll stop!”

“No, no!” I laughed. “I’m not going to tell you!” I tried pushing him off of me, but he really wasn’t budging.

He laughed along with me.

“Just tell me!” He began tickling me with extra force, and I almost peed my pants from laughing

so hard.

“Okay, okay!” I finally gave in. “I was going to ask you to k*ss me!”

Grayson immediately stopped and leaned back.

I slapped a hand over my mouth. I could not believe I’d just said that.

so hard.

“Okay, okay!” I finally gave in. “I was going to ask you to k*ss me!”

Grayson immediately stopped and leaned back.

I slapped a hand over my mouth. I could not believe I’d just said that.

“What?” Grayson asked in shock.

I couldn’t even look at him. I was mortified.

“Well, I, um, I didn’t mean I, you know, wanted you to k*ss me, I just, um-

Grayson’s face was suddenly directly in front of mine. “Thank G od,” he whispered.

And then he k*ssed me.