He takes a step back and grabs the scruff of his shirt, pulling it over his head. “Come here.” He puts his hands out for me to take. It isn’t a question but a demand.
“Darius, I have a mate. I can’t do this.” I am crying. I can’t stop, he is going to make me do it. Just like he makes me do everything else that he makes me do.
He rolls his eyes. “Like I care. I said you were mine and you will be mine. You know that no one wants you anyway. Your mate is going to reject you, might as well save yourself the trouble. Now get over here.” He growls, with a dark glint in his eyes. He tried to make it sound like he was doing a favor. I know he isn’t though. There is no way this is for my benefit.
I walk into his waiting arms. What’s the point, he will make me come anyway. “That’s my good girl.” He purrs as he encases me in his arms. “Now you are going to mark me. Keep being a good girl for me.” I’m still crying. I don’t want to do this. His hands tighten on my hips as a warning that I better do as I am told. The bruises are just starting to fade from the last time that I didn’t listen to his demand.
I lean forward with my eyes blurry from tears. I extend my canines and bite right where his mate mark will be. My tears don’t stop when I pull away or when I feel the mark change to something permanent. The mark’s magic flowing through my body as it does his too. I just lost any chance of finding my real mate. I am stuck with him for the rest of my life. Wolves mate for life.
He tucks hair behind my ear. Cupping my face. “That is my very good girl. You did very well. Now, you are going to be a good little mate. I want no problems out of you. You are never to tell anyone what happened here. As far as anyone else is concerned you are my mate. So I expect you to dry those tears and put on a smile.” His voice is stern, like I better get this lesson or I will be in trouble.
I try, I try again. They just keep coming. “It isn’t that bad, Soph. I will be a good mate to you. As long as you do what I say.” He puts his finger under my chin and makes me look at him. “Do you know how many she-wolves would kill to be my mate? I chose you.”
I sob. “Why didn’t you pick one of them then?” I break down and he scoops my body up. I feel like a mess, but what does it matter anymore? It’s not like he is really going to care. He just wants me to act like the perfect little mate. I feel him lay my body down on the ground, then he lays next to me.
“Soph, don’t cry any more. You don’t need to. I am here to take care of you. None of the other wolves will ever look down on you again. The only wolf you need to please is me.” He pulls my body closer to his. “Look at me little mate.” His voice has gotten less stern and seems to be softer.
I look up at him. I still fear him, but the look he is giving me. It’s a look of concern. I have never seen this on his face before. “Stop crying please.” It’s almost like he is begging me to stop.
This time I do. He smiles and dries my tears. “That’s my good little mate. Now you get your reward.” His lips meet mine. I don’t like it. Only because it is Darius. It’s not the way he is kissing me. There is nothing wrong with it. My body even seems to relent and go with it. My mate mark made me want to pull him closer. Even though I am still repulsed in my mind. He is not my mate. I don’t care what this mark says. He is not my mate. I will never have my true mate. All thanks to Darius.
He stops kissing me for only a minute. “I am going to finish making you mine. You understand little mate?”
I feel panic hit my system. I know exactly what he means. I have never done that with anyone and I do not want that person to be Darius. I violently shake my head. “You can’t. I have never.” I pray for once in his life he actually listens to me.
He shakes his head back. “Yes I can, you are my mate now. That is what we are supposed to do. I need you to have my scent all over you. I need every wolf to know that you belong to me. Then I can take you to my father and let him know that I have found my mate.” He is licking my skin, appealing to the mate mark.
His hand starts to snake up my skirt. Suddenly I wish I had worn jeans today. “Now, be a good little mate and make me happy.” He purrs against my skin as he caresses my skin with his lips. “I am going to make you happy.” His fingers grip on my panties and he starts to pull them down. “I am going to make you very happy.”