Unloved Mate (Wolves Of Night Shade Pack)

7

Valor

The vehicle pulled into the mansion, settling in on the large acre of land. For most of the journey, I was sleeping, and we didn't stop at all. Ezekiel drove all night, and he was still awake until now. I woke up from my slumber a few hours from sunrise and all I could see since then was trees, making me believe we had already left the city since last night. I was happy to be here with Zeke. I smiled over at him and asked, “Don’t you think I should take the wheels? You've been awake since last night.”

“Don’t worry about me, Valor. I'll be fine. We are just a few kilometers from home.”

He answered and gave me a wink. There was a sudden flash in my memories and I saw myself kissing a man in the woods in the middle of the night. This man wasn't Zeke. I shook my head to get rid of the thoughts and Zeke asked me if I was alright. I gave him an awkward smile and ran my hands over my thighs, letting out a deep breath.

We drove for a few more minutes, time that I spent watching the green of the forest, the blue of the skies and the golden yellow of the sun rising from the horizon. Being out here with Zeke was all I wanted. Nothing would ever separate us again. Sometimes I had to blame myself for not picking up the signs of him having affections for me that he had to leave, but that was in the past. We were together and where ever he goes, I go. I glanced at him again and gave him a warm smile. “I want us to try something.”

“What?”

“You know what.”

I said, heat suddenly burning in my cheeks.

“What?”

He pressed.

“Please don't make me say it.”

“Unless you tell me what you want. I'm sorry, I just can't figure it out. I’m not psychic.”

He teased and dragged his lower lip with his teeth, a smirk lacing his lips as his eyes roamed my body. I rolled my eyes at him and got my gaze back on the road. I wanted to explore more of this relationship and that included the sexual part. I didn't want to dive into the sex right now because I didn't think I was ready to have a dick inside me. But I was ready to try something new since the kissing wasn't so bad. We could start by just simple things. My mind dwelled on these thoughts until I saw a mansion ahead of us. “We have arrived, Valor.”

Zeke announced, pulling me out of my thoughts. He followed the driveway which led up to the gate where a lean muscled dark skinned man was standing. He opened the gates after inspecting me and Zeke. We drove toward the building, following the drive that led through the field. We arrived in the center of the compound where the luxuriant building stood. The car came to a halt and I let out a sigh, glancing at Zeke’s way, seeing him undo his seatbelt. He stepped down and walked over to the bonnet, arriving at the other side. As he crossed over, I saw another image from the man that chased me through the woods and the mere thought of that sent heat straight to my core. My Adam's apple bobbed as I swallowed. Zeke unlocked the door and held it open, scanning the expression on my face. “Aren’t you joining me?”

“I am. I just need a second.”

I said and exhaled deeply before I rose to my feet. My eyes widened in excitement at seeing the magnificent building standing in front of us. Tall columns with intricate stonework, lush gardens and fields, multiple stories and wings. Zeke took out our luggage and led me up the stairs, which led to the entrance of the building. We walked through the large door, strolling down the foyer and appearing in the main room which had lavish furnishing, landscapes and portraits attached to the wall, rich wood paneling and plush carpets. We took the stairs and walked down the dimly lit hallway and arrived in our room. After we left the luggage on the bed, Zeke took his time to take me around the house, showing me several rooms which were expensively furnished.

We finished the tour and returned to the living room, which had a crystal chandelier hanging from the high ceiling. The same guy from the gateway sat on the expensive couch, pouring himself a glass of vodka. He smirked at Zeke, who gave him a nod as we sat opposite from him. “You must be Valor. Zeke said great things about you. Actually, you're the reason we haven't fucked,”

he murmured and took a sip from his glass. I chortled and rolled my eyes at him, feeling slightly embarrassed and annoyed. “I’m Ben. Nice to meet you.”

“You as well.”

“When are the others arriving?”

“Tonight. We will sort everything out tonight. Besides, we need to help a witch find a new pack. Her name is Leda Fairfax.”

“Mm. That's why you reached out to me, isn't it?”

he shrugged and kissed his teeth. “Mm,”

he added and leaned back on the couch, looking over at confused me. “I’ll explain everything to you, I promise.”

“Oh, ok. I think I need to take a bath and brush before everyone arrives.”

“Great. I'll cook you guys breakfast.”

Ben said, and shot to his feet and sneered at Zeke. Ezekiel put his hand up in protest, rising to his feet and walking with me to the room.

Once we were behind closed doors, I pulled him into a kiss and he purred, his wolf coming into his eyes as he deepened the kiss, our lips splaying against each other, his lips claiming mine in a possessiveness that left me to wonder what else he had in store for me. All I knew was I didn't want to stop. I didn't stop, because I loved it. I gasped as he rummaged his soft hands through my body, kissing every part of me, a growl spurting from his throat. Everywhere he touched my body manifested sparks of ecstasy, and I couldn't help but moan in delight. His hands found their way to my shirt, and he ripped it off. I let out a squeal and threw my head backward from the pleasure, dragging my lips with my teeth. He moved down to my chest, tracing every inch of my body with his tongue. He circled my hard nipples, one after the other, and sucked on each of them, sending thrills of sexual pleasure that went straight to my cock. My length was straining against my thighs, begging to be freed. I wanted to know how it felt to have his mouth buried deep on my cock. I wanted his lips to tighten around my cock and elicit growls of pleasure from me. I desired that I came inside him and filled him with fullness, and watched as he swallowed every single fucking drop of my release. Fuck, this man was driving me fucking crazy with the works of his hands on my body. I could feel the heat oozing from him, the want in his eyes, driving him and his wolf with feral need.

“Fuck, Ezekiel.”

Was all I could muster, the tension of pleasure in the air, growing thicker. We backed into the bed and he playfully tugged me forward. I fell against the bed and he unbuttoned his shirt and removed his belt. He climbed onto the bed, straddling on me and taking my lips into a kiss. “I want to take your cock into me and know how it feels to have you at my mercy.”

He whispered against my ears, his fangs brushing on my earlobe. My mouth formed into an O as he traced his tongue from my neck until he got to my groin. His hands pulled down my trouser and set my aching length free. He wrapped his hands around it, his eyes holding a glint of pleasure, as he ran his tongue over the slit, swiping off the pre-cum.

“Tell me if this is ok.”

He asked with a smile and took me into his mouth, his lips tightening around the base of my dick. I threw my head backward from the zap of pleasure I felt, my fist tightening against the bedsheets. I braced myself for the feeling of thrill each time he gagged on my cock, stroking and sucking, driving me to the edge until I came.

“Ezekiel.”

I hissed. His eyes glinted their golden color, and he narrowed his gaze toward me, my come dropping from the corner of his lips.

“You taste so good, Valor.”

He smiled and climbed onto the bed, pulling me into a cuddle.

“You are safe with me. You know that, right?”

He sounded like he was trying to convince me to believe him. When I looked into his eyes, there was an expression of genuineness in them, and I knew he was telling the truth.

“Yes.”

I grumbled, sleep slowly taking me.

I woke up later in the day and found myself alone in the bedroom. Groaning, I stretched and rustled out of the bed, finding my way into the bathroom still half awake. I almost bumped into the door frame when I regained my complete sense of direction. I walked through the door and headed for the sink, twisting the faucet and letting the water pour into the sink. I put my hands under the warm water and splashed water across my face, keeping my hands on the sink and facing the vanity mirror. I groaned, this time from the ache as I remembered the words of the stranger from the woods.

“I came to kill you.”

He said, and I pulled back from the mirror, rubbing my eyes to get rid of any traces of sleep. I grumbled lazily and headed into the shower, washing up and changing into new clothes. I was about to leave for downstairs when I had another flash, like my memories were forcing its way back to my head, like someone had tampered with them.

I headed out of the room, walking down the hallway and carefully slipping through the parlor and kitchen area but there was no sign of Ben or Zeke. Something was definitely wrong. You know that feeling I get. Besides, where the hell was Zeke and why did I feel a sudden pull toward the trees by the lawn? I sneaked out of the house and headed toward the forest entrance where I felt some sort of connection beckoning to me. The tether grew stronger as I sauntered closer. I just couldn't resist it.

As I crossed the tree line into the forest, my heart hammered against my chest, and I kept walking until I was halfway into the woods alone and unable to know if I had made it out of the property. As I regained my sense of self and turned to walk back to the house, I stumbled into the arms of a man. And I remembered him. Kane.