Chapter 26 – Kidnapped by My Mate Novel (Belle & Grayson) Online Free by Annie Whipple

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I found myself lifting my hands from between us and running them over his face. I caressed the frown lines and traced his jaw, mouth, nose, and eyes.

His face was gorgeous, and I found myself wanting to memorize and touch every part of it.

He relaxed a little bit, but his breathing was still coming out in quick pants. I leaned my forehead against his.

“Grayson, wake up.”

He stirred a bit but didn’t open his eyes. I groaned. Man, can this guy sleep.

It would have been kind of adorable, but I really needed to go to the bathroom. And Grayson squeezing me definitely wasn’t helping.

So I did the only thing I could think of: I placed a gentle kiss on his neck. And then I continued up to his face—to his jaw and around his lips.

I felt guilty kissing him without his consent, but I didn’t stop. I mean, I was molesting the guy while he slept, but I loved the feeling of his skin on my lips.

It sent electric shocks through my system and made my brain all foggy. Plus, I was sure that he wouldn’t have minded if he were awake.

I finally kissed his lips. Fireworks exploded as I moved my lips against his. It took my breath away.

And then, suddenly, I was on my back and Grayson was on top of me, kissing the living daylights out of me. I groaned.

Well, I guess he’s awake now.

I had forgotten that my goal in all of this was to wake him up. I’d been too consumed with kissing him to even pay attention to his reaction.

God, this mate bond thing must be really getting to me.

Grayson grabbed onto my legs and wrapped them around his waist, taking full control of the situation. Then he moved his hands to grip my waist under my pajama shirt.

His thumbs were grazing the skin right beneath my breasts.

I was running out of breath from our intense kissing. Noticing this, Grayson removed his lips from mine and moved them down to my jaw and neck, then to my collarbone and around the collar of my cotton shirt.

He paused just long enough to grab the bottom of my shirt and yank it up.

Unable to stop myself, I lifted my arms, allowing him to remove my top.

Grayson stared at my exposed upper half for a long moment, his eyes trained on my breasts. His gaze turned dark and stormy as it moved over my body, seemingly memorizing every part of it. The heat of the moment left me and was replaced by shyness. He was staring at me so intensely, and I couldn’t help but hope that he approved of what he saw.

I had never been self-conscious of my body before—I’d had other things to worry about—but now I felt myself shifting and squirming in discomfort.

Grayson noticed this immediately and returned his gaze to my face. His expression softened. He reached a hand up and caressed my cheekbone gently.

“Every day I wonder how I got a mate as beautiful as you, how I got so lucky.”

I blushed and squirmed some more, not knowing how to react to his compliment.

No one had ever spoken to me like that.

He smiled at me and lowered his face to mine to give me a slow but passionate kiss.

It wasn’t like the kiss from before, which had been hot and demanding.

No, this one was sweet and loving and left my toes curling.

“By the way,” Grayson said, lifting off of me just the tiniest bit, “I expect to be woken up like this from now on.”

I laughed. “I had to pee and you weren’t waking up. It was the only thing that I could think of. I didn’t think you would mind.”

He leaned down and kissed me again.

“I give you full permission to kiss me whenever you want, conscious or not.”

I laughed again and rose up to kiss his lips. He growled softly. When we pulled apart I asked, “What were you dreaming about?”

He leaned back. “What?”

“It seemed like you were having a bad dream. You were growling and almost squeezed me to death,” I said.

He sighed. “I was dreaming about your stepfather. He was hitting you and I couldn’t get to you.”

“Oh,” I said. I loved how protective he was of me. “But I’m okay now. You saved me.”

He ran his hand over the bruise on my cheek. “I’ll always save you.”

It was crazy how connected I felt to the man on top of me. It was like I’d known him my entire life. I couldn’t believe that only yesterday I’d been plotting to leave him.

Today, I couldn’t imagine my life without him. I would probably have had a full breakdown if he weren’t with me. Maybe our mate bond was getting stronger the longer we knew each other. I felt Grayson stroking my bare side, leaving pleasurable sparks running through me.

“What’s got you thinking so hard, beautiful?”

I smiled. “I…” I hesitated. Would it be weird to say something like this so soon in our relationship? I guess Grayson had already told me he loved me. How much more serious could it get?

“I was just thinking about the mate bond, as you call it. I think it’s getting to me.”

Grayson’s eyes sparkled with happiness.

“Do you now? And why do you think that?”

“I just”—I looked away from him—“this whole thing is crazy. I only met you a couple of weeks ago, but despite that, I still want to give this a try. Which is insane and I know that.

“But I don’t care. I just like you. A lot. I enjoy being around you and, um…touching you. I want to be with you no matter how crazy it is.”

Grayson grabbed my chin and turned my head to look at him. His smile was huge.

“You have no idea how happy that makes me.”

I smiled back at him hesitantly. “Really?”

He nodded and caressed my face. “Yes, really. And trust me, love, all of those feelings are more than mutual.” He leaned down and growled against my ear.

“Especially the touching part.”

He kissed my mark and I gasped. But he didn’t stop there. He kept moving down.

And down.

And then his mouth was on my breast. Half of me was ecstatic, loving every bit of what he was doing, but the other half—probably the more sane one—realized at that exact moment that I wasn’t wearing a shirt. How did I forget that?

I wasn’t even wearing a bra! I was just so comfortable around him, I hadn’t noticed that my upper half was completely exposed. I’d had an entire conversation with him while I was half naked!

I gasped and pushed him away from me. Thankfully, he allowed me to, and I grabbed the sheet and pulled it up to my neck, successfully covering myself.

Grayson growled and pouted when he could no longer see my exposed upper half.

“I’m sorry,” I said, feeling embarrassed. “I forgot I wasn’t wearing a shirt.”

I was way too comfortable around this guy.

Grayson chuckled softly and then sighed. He ran a hand through his hair, looking a bit pained, as if he were restraining himself.

“It’s okay, love. I was just hoping you wouldn’t notice and would let me have my way with you. I really don’t think it’s fair that I’m shirtless all the time while you’re fully clothed. I think you should stay shirtless too,” he said.

I raised an eyebrow. “Okay. I’ll just never put a shirt on again. I’ll just go out in public topless from now on. I bet all the men around us would really get a kick out of that.”

A loud growl left Grayson’s mouth, and he quickly grabbed my shirt that was next to him and put it over my head. I laughed.

Grayson lay down beside me once I had my shirt on and took me into his arms so that my head was on his chest. He kissed my forehead gently.

“You know, you have nothing to be embarrassed about. Your body is mine. All of you is mine.”

I rolled my eyes at his possessiveness. “Uh-huh, sure,” I said in a joking tone.

He squeezed my side in warning and I laughed. I nuzzled my face into his neck, simply breathing in his scent and enjoying being in his arms. We stayed like that for a few minutes.

Everything just felt so peaceful, so right.

But then I took a deep breath. “There’s something else you should know,” I whispered.

Grayson moved me slightly so he could see me. “Okay,” he said.

I could already feel the blush spreading up my neck and into my cheeks. Grayson ran his hand up and down my back in a comforting way, obviously noticing my anxiety.

“I’ve, um”—I hesitated—“I’ve never done anything like, um, that before.”

Grayson raised an eyebrow. “That?”

I shifted and shut my eyes tightly. I had no clue how he would react to what I was about to say.

“I’m a virgin!” I blurted out.

I opened my eyes slowly when I didn’t hear Grayson respond. He had an amused smile on his face.

“And you’re worried about how I’ll react to this?”

I nodded slowly, confused by his reaction. “Well…yeah.”

Grayson’s smile widened as he brushed his hand across my cheek. “I already knew that, baby.”

“What?” I asked as I sat up. “How could you possibly know?”

He shrugged. “I can smell it.”

“You can smell my virginity?” I asked in shock.

Grayson nodded. “A male wolf can smell the virginity of his female, or the lack thereof.”

My jaw dropped. “So you’ve known this entire time?”

“Of course,” he said. “And it makes me happy to know that I’ll be your first.” He pulled me closer to him and rubbed his nose lovingly against my cheek. “And your last,” he whispered.

I laughed nervously and tried not to reveal how much his words were affecting me.

Hot sparks were traveling through my body at the thought of what he was implying.

“You’re very presumptuous, aren’t you?”

His lips were hovering over my mark as he said his next words: “You don’t think I’ll be taking your virginity?” he said seductively.

The truth was that I was pretty sure he would be the one. But I didn’t need him knowing that. I wasn’t ready, and I didn’t want him confusing my agreement with being ready.

Plus, he didn’t need a bigger head. “Well…I, I don’t—”

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