My Mate Is Seeing Someone Else novel Chapter 24

"Not too bad, uh?" He said smugly

I shook my head. He was enjoying this way too much. Well, two can play at that game.

"No, but I have seen better," I said.

He didn't seem to like that. His hands formed into a fist and his body began to shake.

"You have seen another man shirtless?" He asked with anger in his voice.

That's what he gets for not wearing a shirt. I sat up on my knees in front of him and put my hand on either side of his face. His breathing began to calm down and his body relaxed.

"Have you?" he asked seriously.

I smiled at his jealousy.

"No I haven't," I told him

He let out a sigh and smiled.

"Good," he said and he pulled me to his chest and laid back on the bed so that I was startling him.

I giggled and he weaved his hand in my hair and brought my face down to his. His lips brushed lightly up against mine and something inside me snapped. I intertwined my fingers around his neck and crashed my lips on his. He bit my lower lip for entrance and I immediately let him in. We both explored each other's mouth but John broke the kiss.

"Someone is coming," He said and at inhuman speed I was back under the sheet and John was on the side of the bed when Dr. Wright came in.

"Ah Morgan I see you are up. How are you?"

"Better thanks to you," I replied

"What's a 'mate's kiss'?"

"Oh, well, male wolves use to tell their mates when they were hurt that a kiss from them would heal them. So their mates would most likely believe them when really they just wanted to sneak in a kiss,"

"Oh, well that isn't that bad wouldn't they just give him a kiss?"

"Well the kiss would be anywhere on their body where ever they got hurt," he explained, "For example if your heart hurt I would kiss you right here," he said outlining his mark.

I closed my eyes his touch felt so good against my skin. He trailed his finger along my skin leaving a trail of goose-bumps behind it. He stopped right at the base of my throat and kissed me where his finger had stopped. I arched my head back giving him more room and felt him shift on top of me. He continued to the side of my neck and grazed his teeth along my skin which sent shivers down my body.

"Your mine," he whisper and kissed me on the lips.

It wasn't a soft or a sweet kiss. It was a passionate one; he broke through my lips and explored me as I did him. He tasted so good. I wanted him so badly. He seemed to feel the same way since he pressed my body up against his and I could feel his little friend right at attention. He slid his hand underneath my tank top and I tensed. Was I ready for this? I want him to claim me. Why do I feel this way? I trust him. I love him.