My Human Mate novel Chapter 47

A soft moan came from Michael as we broke apart for air. Michael's lips travelled back down my jaw and down to my neck. "Alana stop," he muttered between kisses. His hands unconvincingly tried to move mine and small kisses were still being placed lazily on my neck.

"Alana, he growled. "If you don't quit I'm going to mark you." His voice was strained as if he was desperately fighting with his wolf to gain back control of his body, not wanting to do something both he and I would regret. My hands slid to a stop, still resting on his firm stomach as I looked into his intoxicating brown eyes that were flashing red. He was biting his swollen lip, looking as sexy as ever.

"Then do it," I practically whispered. "Mark me."

As soon as the words left my lips his eyes stopped flashing and stayed on the bright red, indicating that his wolf was out. Instantly his lips went back to my neck, sucking and kissing preparing me for what was about to happen.

I know that I was very against the idea of him biting me, but I'm not sure if it's the mating bond or being caught up in the moment but my body was craving for it. I wanted to be marked as his, I wanted him to place his mark upon me.

"This will hurt for a second," he muttered into my skin. I nodded my head but slightly tensed as I felt his sharp teeth graze just above my collarbone. "I'm sorry, Mate," he said before sinking his teeth into my flesh.

Instantly it was just pain that could be felt. Excruciating pain that I wanted nothing more than for it to stop. My eyes were clenched tightly closed and my breathing was irregular and tears sprung into my eyes. A small cry of pain left my lips, and my fingers were instantly grabbed by Michael's rough ones, intertwining his fingers in with mine.

I squeezed his hand tight, and if he weren't a werewolf then his hand may be broken. But slowly, the pain subsided into pleasure.

The cries of pain turned into soft moans and the feeling I wanted to stop suddenly felt so good that I never wanted it to end. The tears instantly disappeared and my head fell backwards as another wave of pleasure coursed through out my body.

Slowly, I felt the teeth leaving me, and his tongue softly lapping up the blood and clean away the teeth marks. A few small kisses were placed on top of the wound and then lips softly trailed up to my mouth once more, placing a lingering kiss on my lips that took my breath away.

Slowly I opened my eyes and was greeted by Michael's deep brown ones that were no longer the bright red. He rested his forehead on mine and was panting just as heavily as me.

"Alana," he growled happily. "Mine, my mate."

As the day went on, I grew more and more tired and was sick of folding clothes and putting on a smile while I was talking to people browsing in the shops. All I wanted was to go home and sleep, or head out to the ocean and have a relaxing surf to calm me down.

There was only about half an hour left and I was working the full shift today from opening to closing. Jacob had left and Sarah was in her office ordering and checking out stock and whatever else managers do.

Lenny who was working on the floor was on the other side of the room, helping a younger boy and the mom pick out a wetsuit for the little boy. There was wetsuits everywhere and the boy was grinning at the thought of finally getting one.

I was oblivious to my surroundings like I was on auto pilot and was blankly folding clothes that I didn't notice a man approach me. When he cleared his throat, I snapped out of it and turned to face him with a smile. One that instantly faded as soon as I saw his face.

"Hello love, I see your heads healing." A sick smirk was forming on his lips as I stood face to face with the man who intentionally surfed over me on the mal board.