My Human Mate novel Chapter 46

"I'm taking the couch while I stay here, so I'll have another nap and wake me up when you get up," I dismissed his with a small wave of my hand.

"You're not sleeping on the couch. We can both share the bed, it's a double." He scoffed almost outraged at me suggesting I take the couch.

"Sleep together?" I questioned not sure on how to feel about it. As I said, I'm not a graceful sleeper and I kick a lot when I sleep. I don't want to actually injure him, but the thought of sleeping in Michael's arms sounded really tempting.

"I can't sleep by myself when I know you in my house with me, just come to bed Alana." He groaned tiredly obviously not in the mood for arguing at such an early hour.

"Nah I'm all good here," I murmured already half asleep once again. I heard him huff and walk away to where I'm assuming his room is and I closed my eyes once more.

Two seconds later, I wasn't tired anymore and felt cold. My brain was well aware of Michael being in a separate room and my body was craving for his natural heat and comfort so I could sleep. Mentally scolding myself I turned over and faced the direction with the TV and closed my eyes once again willing myself to a sleep that never came.

All I wanted was Michael and a few more hours sleep.

"Fucking mates, fucking bond, fucking sleep, stupid fucking wolf." I heard as Michael mutter as he angrily stormed back into the living room not even 10 minutes later. He made his way stomping over to me with a light blanket and I looked up at him in curiosity. Leaning myself up on my elbow I observed him unfold the light sheet roughly and watched smugly as he plopped himself down on the couch with me.

As he lay down on the squished space while cramming our bodies into the small space, one of his legs were falling off the couches side as he lay on his back. The other one was straight out in front of him and leaning on the armrest which caused it to stick straight up and into the air. Clearly not amused, he gently moved me at a brisk pace so my head was on his chest that was substituting as a pillow and spread the blanket from our waists down.

I couldn't help myself as I laughed slightly at his scowl and his long body not fitting properly on the couch. His arm wrapped around my waist as he turned his head facing me slightly and I wrapped an arm over his torso.

"Glad I can be of some amusement," he muttered while wiggling his body to get comfortable which I just laughed louder to. The sight was hilarious and when my laughter died down the smile remained on my face.

"Nawww, is Mikey not happy?" I teased him in a baby voice and poked him slightly in the hip.

I felt Michael place his hand on my butt, lifting me up to straddle his legs and I happily complied. Impatiently, Michael nibbled and licked at my bottom lip, groaning in frustration when I decided to tease him slightly. I didn't part my lips at all, smirking slightly when a small growl came from Michael.

"Alana," he growled impatiently and squeezed my butt causing me to gasp but I pulled away smirking at him, not giving him the satisfaction he wanted. "If that's how you want to play it," he said in a low voice sending chills up my spine.

Softly, I felt his lips attach themselves to my neck, softly sucking and nibbling on the skin causing small waves of pleasure to sweep throughout my body. I tilted my head to the side to give him better access which caused his movement to become hungrier.

A harder bite was made at my neck and I moaned softly, running my hand through his hair. His assault kept coming, but each small bite was cured by licking over and kissing the painful spot, causing bliss to invade my senses.

Roughly, I tugged his head back up to mine and crashed our lips together in a very hungry and passionate kiss. I opened my mouth straight away, only for Michael's tongue to instantly dart out and battle mine for the dominance of the kiss. My hands left his hair and slipped down and under his tee shirt and I ran my hands over his sculpted body. My fingers traced all the prominent muscle lines from the hours of hard work that he did to achieve the hard body he possessed.