Isabella POV
‘Ohh Jax, you know we shouldn’t be doing this, I told you before it’s just too risky!’ I whined out, yet he still kept rubbing his hands down my body, slowly inching towards the waistband of my leather jeans, whilst also leaving sweet kisses on my neck. This kind of danger thrilled him but I was not so much a thrill seeker. ‘My dad will kill us both if he finds us.’
‘Don’t let him find us then?’ He cheekily whispered. I let out sweet moans as he cuddled his head back in to my neck, slowly nipping and kissing at my skin. He grabbed me so I could straddle him whilst he lay on my bed. I couldn’t stop my worrying though so in between moans I said ‘I don’t want you to stop Jax, but you know it’s too risky you being here, being in my room, what if he comes home early? He will smell your scent?’
‘Relax Is’ he responds. ‘You already know I’d be outta here before he could even sniff me out, just chill okay?’
I’d never had Jax visit my home before so it was putting me on edge, we normally went to his apartment, or a hotel where we were always alone. I hated that we had to love each other in secrecy. I couldn’t wait for the day all this sneaking around could stop.
I tried my best to loosen up after his reassurance. I wanted him, we’d been apart for a while and this was the first time we’d been able to touch in months as he’d just come back from a short ‘vacation’ with his brother Samuel. It wasn’t that kind of vacation, but he would travel out of town with his family to feed every couple months. They ensured dead human bodies weren’t popping up all over our town so they were always quite clever about their feeding habits, this was so they wouldn’t ever jeopardise being known. No one knew of their existence in this town, apart from us of course.
Suddenly all thoughts about someone catching us went out the window as he started sucking at my neck and fondling my breasts. It felt so good, but I was also quite cautious about how long he’d been sucking at my neck for. He wasn’t sucking where his fangs were apparent but it was just too risky sometimes. I don’t know how we both managed to have so much control, I’m guessing it was our love that helped fight the urge. We shouldn’t really risk the temptation though. If either of us accidentally bit one another it wouldn’t end well. He could sink his fangs into my skin and drain me of my warm blood whereas I wanted to bite him to mark him and my werewolf toxins could fatally end him.
So I took the lead.
I put my hand through his hair, tugging at it and fiercely kissed him, he loved when I took control like this. I started unbuttoning his shirt, exposing his beautiful body, and my tongue made its way down his muscular pale chest all the way to his snail trail. Now it was his turn to start moaning, I could already feel over his jeans how hard he was. It turned me on.
He flipped me over so he was now straddling me this time. His hands made there way back to my jeans. ‘These need to come off, NOW’ he demanded, in the dominating way I liked. He unbuttoned them and began undressing me. After relieving me of my clothing he started cupping my breasts and sucked on my nipples. I let out a small growl.
Jax’s touch was too much for me, it had my knees weak and it was like my body paralysed at his fingers, succumb to his touch. It was like a wave of euphoria washed over me. He could do anything to me and my body would just let him. His hold over me was insane. I’d missed his touch so much.
Jax began placing kisses all over my naked body. He knew what he was doing to me, the tease! My breathing became ragged as my heart beat started racing, my body language was basically begging him for more.
He finally undressed himself and continued his sweet kisses, all over my thighs getting closer and closer to the spot I needed him the most. He brought his head back up so it was level with mine and wasted no time in pushing himself inside of me, I was so wet for him. He pounded and pounded himself in to me, going deeper and deeper each time, whilst I began to shake because of how good it felt. I let out a loud growl as I came undone and he began moaning and quickly followed suit straight after. It was always over very quick when we’d been apart for some time.
We met each others lips with a sweet kiss and then he collapsed on top of me. We both cuddled, trying to catch our breath. We lay there inhaling each others scents, it was an indescribable feeling, one I can only sum up as smelling like home, his scent made me feel safe. It was so strong and addictive. I savoured this moment.
Suddenly a wave of sadness washed over me, it was getting light out now as the sun began to slowly rise which meant my family would be home soon and Jax needed to get back to ensure no humans would accidentally see him. Which meant our time tonight was coming to an end. Our time together always felt so short and sweet, we were putting up so much risk with this relationship. It was so worth it though, he was my mate after all.
‘I have to get back now Is, my family will be wondering where I am. The suns beginning to rise so I don’t have much time to get home. I feel like Samuel is already clocking on to us too , well not us as such but he knows somethings up.’ Jax said.
‘I know’ I grumbled I always hated this part. The goodbyes. ‘I better clean this room anyways and try and get rid of your scent before my family get back.’ I sulkily reply.
It took us a while before one of us finally made a move and sat up. Having to do this after seeing each other was so painful every time. I hated being away from him, in fact being away from him physically hurt me. This was the joys of being mates, our bond became weak when we were apart.
We both couldn’t believe it at first, what nonsense a vamp and a werewolf being mates, but there was no denying it in the end. My moon goddess really set us up here. I felt like she was out to get us.
I found him not long after I first shifted when I first turned seventeen, I sniffed out his scent and when we first touched I felt all these sparks and tingles. It was crazy, no other person had ever made me feel the way he did. It explained why I’d never felt any kind of attraction to any of the other wolves my father had previously tried to set me up with. I thought there was simply something wrong with me, or that maybe I just wasn’t attracted to males. How wrong I was.
When we first met, as I was still only seventeen Jax had me wait until I’d turned twenty until he’d become romantically involved with me.
And so he left me for three whole years, to give me enough time to truly make up my mind, and choose if this is what I really wanted. He knew it was such a risk, for both of us. He said I was still so young and had a lot to experience, it was true he was wiser beyond his years, he had been a vampire for over a century after all.
But in the end there was no choosing when it came to having a mate, there wasn’t anyone else I wanted. And besides it would be just too painful for the both of us if we kept ourselves separate for any longer than we already had. So as soon as I had my twentieth birthday, I sniffed him out and found him again. We both still couldn’t truly believe a vampire and werewolf had been destined to protect and love each other for eternity. This was just so unheard of and absolutely forbidden.
No one would ever believe us if we told them we were mates, and even if they did believe us they wouldn’t like it. We’d never have anyones support. I hated that I couldn’t tell anyone about my soulmate.
My family are so high up on the werewolf hierarchy and because I’m my fathers oldest child I am due to be next in line of being the new alpha of our pack, taking my fathers place, once he had retired of course.
They would no doubt kick me out of our pack for this kind of betrayal. I couldn’t possibly mark a vampire and become his Luna. There was no such thing as a vampire alpha and there was no way they would ever let him take charge of our pack. They would simply kill him.
The stereotypes about both our kinds had always been true, after all. Werewolves and vampires have hated each other for all of eternity and I don’t think anyone truly knows the real meaning why but the hatred runs so deep and has done for centuries. I know we could kill one another but we’ve never given our species the chance to mingle. We’ve always kept our distance and remained some what civil.
‘I don’t want you to leave Jax. I’m sick of all this hiding.’ I began tearing up. He walked over to me and wiped my tears away. ‘I know darling, I too am sick of it all. Just wait a little longer and soon our secret will be out.’ He gave me a sweet but unpromising smile. This was something he really couldn’t promise me about, we just couldn’t see the possibility of being truly free with each other.
‘I need to leave you now beautiful. I don’t want to meet the wrath of your father when he eventually returns home.’ He kisses me. ‘I’ll see you very soon my love.’
‘I love you’ I whisper and before I get the chance to say anything else, he’s gone. My heart stings as it feels him leave me, further and further as he makes his way through the woods, past where my pack resides and to the opposite side of our town.
I made a quick attempt to tidy my room and dispose of any kind of his scent, including the scent he’d left on me. I showered off his smell and his touch, I hated this part, I didn’t want to have to shower it away every time, but I also couldn’t just risk anyone being able to get a whiff of his scent on my fur.
I was an emotional wreck as I lay in my bed after my shower. I didn’t know how much longer I could take all of this. I didn’t know how much longer I could possibly hide this big secret of mine, it was literally eating away at me. My mind was ticking away and I struggled to wind down. I needed some sort of distraction to help me sleep so I plugged in my headphones and dozed off listening to my favourite band, The Fray, whilst my mind also consumed him yet again…
