Page 10 of Saved By My Mate


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My question elicits an immediate reaction from Jensen.It’s like I’ve punched him.He looks shocked and crestfallen.

“What did I do wrong?”

I want to take it back.I want to tell him about my mom and growing up in Idaho, but I can’t.I don’t trust him yet.And I don’t trust what I’m feeling.

Is this lust because of the mating heat?Or do I have genuine feelings for him?

Either way, I want him.I’m already wearing his mark, so I might as well reap the benefits.

“This is all a lot,” I murmur.“I don’t know what to think right now.All I can focus on is this feeling.”

“What feeling?”

“Need.I…ache.”

He licks his lips, and the tension between us fills the room.His eyes are locked on me, glowing in the dimly lit room.“Mate…”

I take a shaky breath.“I need you.”

Jensen is in motion in an instant.He stalks to the door and flips the lock.

I shiver in anticipation, sitting up in bed as he walks toward me.“Jensen, I’ve never…”

“Me neither.We’ll be each other’s firsts.”

He slides his down my arms, and any inkling of doubt about doing this disappears.I move so I’m kneeling on the hospital bed, bringing us eye to eye.My nipples tighten into hard peaks as we breathe each other in.The full moon gleams through the window behind Jensen, and I close my eyes, giving in to the mating heat.

I wrap my hands around his neck, and he grips my hips, tugging me closer.Then his lips land on mine, and I’m lost.Lost in the sensation of his hard body against mine, in his lips, in the way he makes me feel.

My pulse throbs in his bite mark on my neck as I kiss him back, opening my mouth for him.He slips his tongue inside, and I groan as I taste him.

“Mine,” he mutters against my lips.

“Need you,” I gasp.

He growls as he kisses his way down my neck.His lips brush over the bite mark, and I cry out, heat blazing through my body.

Jensen’s hands move over my body, molding my curves.The thin hospital gown is easy enough to pull off, leaving me in only my panties.

“Your turn,” I pant.

He steps back and practically rips his shirt over his head.

I drink him in, licking my lips as my gaze skims over his muscles.“So strong,” I whisper.

He smirks as he pushes his pants and boxers down.

My eyes drop and widen when I see his cock.“So big.”

“It’ll fit,” he assures me.

I eye him dubiously.“I’m not so sure about that,” I mumble.

He smiles.“It will.Are you sure you’re not in any pain?”

I blink at the change of subject.“No.No pain since I first woke up.I’m all healed.”

“Good.”