her, fuck her, take her.
He ignored the wolf inside him, taking a deep breath
to calm his body. He wasn’t going to be going anywhere to put his woman in
danger.
Leaving the scent of her lurking behind the door, he
walked into his bathroom, closing the door. He grabbed a match and took it to
the lavender candle he kept on hand for whenever he needed to bring focus to
his thoughts and senses. The lavender helped to calm the wolf within him.
The beast inside him calmed, finally listening to
reason as he took deep breaths.
She needs to trust us.
He didn’t want a mate who was with him out of an
obligation. The mate he wanted for himself was not going to be there because
she had to. He wanted Dawn to fall in love with him, to be with him because
they were a devoted mated couple.
The fact she liked to be dominated eased his thoughts.
One of his biggest fears was to find a woman who didn’t share his need for
kink. She was not only submissive, but she liked pain. What Dawn didn’t know
was he liked to give pain so long as it wasn’t the kind that emotionally or
mentally affected the woman he was with.
Take a breath, and delve into it tomorrow.
****
Sliding under the covers, Dawn stared up at the
ceiling. She frowned as she saw the mirror above her. Kinky. Underneath the silk covers she wasn’t wearing a stitch of clothing. Gripping
the edge of the blanket, she stared at herself wondering what the hell she was
doing. When she was at home with the rest of the pack her room was half the
size of the one she was staying in. She hadn’t moved out of her house as the
pack wouldn’t accept that of her until she found her mate. Her father didn’t
trust her out on her own, and so she remained with him and her mother.
She shuddered thinking about
her mother.
Don’t think about her.
Pushing her mother aside, she focused instead on the
man in the bedroom next to hers. He wasn’t going to let her hide from him. The
pack was easier to hide from back at home. Her father was the only one in the
whole pack who demanded her presence at dinner or during a run. She rarely
changed into a wolf even though he asked for her to be there. Her father loved
her; her mother despised her. And Daniel? She didn’t know
what Daniel felt about her. There were times throughout the year where she
thought he was going to cross the line and take what he wanted. He never did,
and her trust in him began to build.
He’s our mate.
Was it worth arguing with him anymore? She couldn’t
trust herself to be around him. Her search for pain had put her in scary
situations. Other men she’d been with had considered her a freak. There was no
way she could bear for Daniel to know the truth. She was defective. It sucked
that she wanted Daniel and yet was scared because of what she had done in her
past. What would he think when he knew the truth?
Staring at her reflection she once again pushed all of
the negative thoughts aside, wishing for some kind of change within her.
Finding a mate should have awakened something inside, yet all she felt was a
consuming dread. With a mate, she’d have to finally come clean about who she
was. Daniel was a Master, but he wasn’t the kind of Master she needed. He
spanked. He was tame compared to what she needed. Part of her wondered if the
reason she couldn’t feel pain was because the men she’d been with wouldn’t hurt
her hard enough. The image of the man who’d left her bleeding entered her mind.
No, it couldn’t be that. She should have felt something.
You’re sick.
She pushed the blanket off her body and stared at her
nakedness. Would he be repulsed by the way she looked? Food had always been
part of her comfort when her emotions got so bad. She loved eating, cooking and
eating. Her legs were thick with a small hint of cellulite, but she rarely wore
anything but skirts and never revealed her skin to anyone. She kept her pussy bare, and the brown lips
of her sex glistened with arousal. Daniel’s scent