You are Mine,Only Mine novel Chapter 65

Weston laid me on the bed, kissing me painfully slow. He took off my inside shirt, massaging my breasts through my bra and moaning loudly against my mouth. He pressed his whole body against mine, keeping his weight off of me at the same time. He left my mouth again, leaving kisses all the way down to my hips which caused me to buck my hips forward and moan.

When he returned to my face, I trailed my hands really low, tracing the edge of his jeans. His hips bucked forward, grinding against my bottom half.

He grunted, keeping his firm strong hands on my hips. Every place he touched me was set on fire. His body was flushed on mine. I shivered with delight under his touch and kisses. He too, felt the same. I knew. And I was sure now that I wanted him.

I tugged on Weston's belt buckle. He pulled back a pained expression on his face, his hands tracing my face softly. "Are you sure?" He whispered in a pained voice, his eyes a steady black.

I nodded and I was sure my eyes held the same darkness. It reflected the same want in his eyes. That was all it took before his lips crashed down on mine. Our clothes were shed and were now on the floor, our naked bodies flushed together.

"I love you so much, Ells," Weston whispered in my ear, smiling against it. Before I could tell him I loved him too, a loud cry of pleasure took its place as Weston started mating with me.

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My phone beeped, waking me up from the best sleep I have had in my entire life of sleeping. I smiled, stretching and feeling the pain in between my legs. However, it was all worth it. I felt tons more closer to Weston and making love to him was indescribable.

I loved him so much.

Weston groaned as I sat up, trying to reach my phone on the table lamp. I laughed as he tried to pull me back next to him. "Where are you going?" He said groggily, still not opening his eyes. "Two times in one night didn't make you exhausted? Holy crap, I got myself a winner - "

"Shut up," I squeaked, feeling the blood rush up my neck and into my cheeks. I pulled his arms around my waist off and stumbled out of bed. I pulled on my jeans and shirt, grabbing my phone on the way out. "I got to call my mom before she worries. No service in here. I'll be back in a few."

Weston groaned, flipping so his face was buried in the pillows. I rolled my eyes at him and slipped on my shoes before walking out in the cold night air. My face flushed again as I realized we stayed in the whole day.

Unlocking my iPhone, my phone froze.

"Danny, whatever you do, don't come looking for me," my mom warned, looking straight into the camera. Her eyes held determination and meaningfulness.

That was until she had to squeeze them tight and let out a scream of pain as the bucket that hung above her spilled its contents. She hissed and screamed, making me jump and want to drop the phone. Her skin began to bubble, steam emitting from her skin. Patches of skin became red. In two seconds, her skin went back to normal.

Wolfsbane.

She opened her eyes again, looking hatefully at something or someone behind the camera. She spat blood out. "What makes you think I will tell my daughter to come here?"

There was no reply and she chuckled dryly. "You're pathetic," She spat, almost springing from her seat and tearing the ropes tying her down with her nonhuman strength. However, the wolfsbane was spilled onto her again. I shut my eyes tight, letting her scream that died at the end from her sobs of pain numb my ears.

"Go ahead," my mom hissed out from gritted teeth. "Kill me." She then looked straight at the camera, her eyes dilating and patches of fur wanting to come out of her skin. I could see the muscles moving under her arms and on her face. The wolfsbane was holding her wolf back. A single tear spilled out of her eye before she said, "Danny, I'm sorry. I love you and Darren both. Please don't come after me. I would rather die than to live with the thought of my baby girl buried. I'll be fine. I'll find a way to get out of he-"