Rejected Mate Chapter 10

Constance loved the outdoors.

The feel of the fresh air on her face. The scent of the forest. It made her feel part of the pack. She was joined with them through their love of the earth.

Of course, it helped to have Gage on his back, holding her h!ps as she sat straddled over his wa!st.

They’d gone for a walk nearly an hour ago, and he’d taken her by surprise as he pressed her up against a tree, lifted her skirt—which he’d ordered her to wear—and slid in deep.

He’d also given her the order to not wear any underwear, so she hadn’t.

For the past hour, they had made love, fvcked, and now, they were going slow. Gage was showing her how to take his c0ck, and she loved every single second. Riding up and down his length, sitting up, feeling how deep he sat within her.

“Do you have any idea how pretty you are?” he asked.

She chuckled. “You’re only saying that because you’re inside me.”

He’d decided not to go out today. Gage had snuck her away before any of the pack could interfere, and this was the first time they had spent all day together.

Gage had phoned the library and told them she wasn’t going to be available as he requested her presence. No one put up a single argument. Everyone was more than happy to accommodate the alpha.

“It’s not. I have found you beautiful for a long time.”

She tilted her head to the side, staring at him. “Since when?”

He smiled. “Wouldn’t you like to know?”

“Yes, you know I would.”

He chuckled. “I first noticed you when you were eighteen. All completely legal.”

She rolled her eyes. “No dirty thoughts about a young girl?”

“Gross, none.” He stroked her body, cupping her t!ts. “I saw how sad you were that you hadn’t turned. I wanted to take you in my arms, to show you that there was nothing bad about not turning. Everyone has it all wrong. Eighteen is a point, but it’s not the only time a wolf can turn.”

“Nearly everyone within the pack has turned at eighteen.”

“Let’s not talk about the pack.” He moved their positions so now she was the one on her back, her legs spread. He took her hands, holding them above her head, keeping her locked in place. “I don’t want you to move.”

“I’m all yours, Alpha.”

“You submit to me?”

“Always.”

“Good.” He pulled out of her and slammed in deep. She gasped as the pleasure rushed through her entire body. She was so aroused as he worked her. She didn’t want him to stop and told him so.

Gage knew what buttons to press, how to bring her close to org*asm without pushing her over the edge. She was so close, but he slowed down, pulling out of her pvssy.

Constance was about to growl in protest, but he lifted her up by her h!ps, and then his tongue traced across her core. He slid his tongue across her cl!t, and she m0aned his name, not wanting him to stop.

“You taste so good.” He svcked her nub into his mouth, his teeth creating a little pain as he nibbled on her flesh. Gage let her go, and she gasped as he stroked her from her cl!t down to her entrance, plunging inside.

His tongue was nowhere as big as his d!ck, but it felt so good.

“Do you trust me, Connie?” he asked.

“Yes.”

There was no doubt, no hesitation. She only felt safe and comforted with this man.

He grabbed her h!ps, and once again, his strength shocked her as he moved her until she knelt in front of him.

His hands went to the curve of her a*ss, spreading them open.

Constance tensed up as his tongue and fingers went to her pvssy at the same time, but his face was so close to her … a*ss.

Gage didn’t seem to mind. His fingers stroked her cl!t, and after a few teases, she forgot about how close he was to her bvtt. At the same time, his tongue stroked across her entrance, teasing in and out. Light thrusts as it filled her.

She was getting into the throes of the pleasure he created when the tongue at her pvssy slid, going back and then l!cking across her anus.

Constance hadn’t stopped being tense and she attempted to jerk away from him, but Gage held her still.

“Trust me, Connie. I will not hurt you. You’re going to love the feel of this, and if you don’t, I will stop.”

“Gage, that’s … you know.”

He chuckled. “I know exactly what it is, but do you think pleasure is one for this place here?” He thrust his fingers inside her pvssy, and she m0aned his name. “It’s not, and you know it’s not. One day, I’m going to want all of you, Connie. Will you give me all of you?”

“Yes,” she said. Even filled with a little fear, some excitement and apprehension, when it came to Gage, she wanted it all with him. To not leave a single moment free.

He released a growl that vibrated through her body. “So let me have this,” he said.

She relaxed as best she could within his grip.

The chuckle he released made her smile.

Gage started with his fingers first, stroking over her sensitive flesh. She kept on waiting for his tongue, but he didn’t immediately take her. He teased and tormented her until she didn’t know when he was going to touch her there.

She loved it, and it wasn’t long before she thrust against his fingers, wanting his touch.

Then, when she had kind of stopped expecting it, Gage surprised her as his tongue traced across her anus. He was we*t, and it was a strange sensation, not one she had ever experienced before in her life.

At first, she did tense as she wasn’t sure if she liked it or not.

One of Gage’s palms went to her a*ss. His palm and fingers spread out over the curves. One of his thumbs traced between her anus, touching her right against her puckered entrance.

She tensed up, and the fingers teasing her pvssy hit the spot that had her m0aning. The moment she was distracted, Gage knew as he pushed his thumb inside her a*ss.

Constance felt stretched as he worked his digit in and out.

The pleasure came from both her pvssy and a*ss. She gasped his name, thrusting back against him. Unsure what she enjoyed the most. Each touch only served to heighten her arousal.

“I want you to come for me, Connie. Come for me and then I will give you my c0ck.”

Each touch, each promise, gave her hope this wasn’t out of pity. That he wanted her for her. She knew there was no one else in this world for her.

The crush she had on Gage was nowhere near to the strength of feeling he evoked within her.

The pleasure was intense, taking her to the next step. “Please,” she said.

“Come for me.”

She wanted to give him everything. She loved him so damn much. Spending time apart from him tore her up. There was no one else she wanted but him.

He was her everything.

Gage touched the right part of her body, and she came apart, screaming his name, not wanting him to stop.

He worked her body, making her org*asm last for as long as was physically possible until she couldn’t take anymore. True to his word, Gage moved behind her, slid his c0ck back within her, held her h!ps, and took her hard.

He didn’t stop.

Not once.

He fvcked her hard and fast, and she pressed against him. His body covered hers.

Gage surrounded her with the very essence of him. Consumed. Needy. She had to have him. All of him. More than ever before.

“You feel so fvcking good, and do you know what I love?” he asked.

She shook her head.

“That you belong to me. You’re all mine, Connie. I’m not going to let anyone else take you.”

This wasn’t a threat. This was a promise.

“And you’re mine,” she said.

“Always. I will always be yours.”

She smiled as he slammed deep inside her. The feel of his c0ck swelling as his cvm spilled inside her sent another ripple of heat rushing through her body. There was no one else she could ever want.

It would always be Gage.

He had owned her heart from a young age, but now he had her body and her soul as well. There was nothing she wouldn’t do for him.

The only real question she had now was if she should tell him.


Sneaking one day away from the pack didn’t come without its consequences. The alpha had to always be available, but for the first time in his life, he took a day for himself. He’d spent it with Connie, with her and inside her.

Seated at his desk, he got up-to-date on all the relevant emails and opened the mail that had also landed on his desk. All the while trying not to think about the big question hanging in front of him. Connie.

He loved her. Wanted to spend the rest of his life with her.

Sitting back in his chair, he glanced across the room to one of the few pictures he had of his grandfather. The man who had helped to guide him in the role of alpha. Would he be proud of what he’d done for Connie? Angry?

He couldn’t let her go. No one else would ever feel about her the way he did.

Just knowing what she went through and the fact he wasn’t there at any point to help guide her pissed him off.

Her parents hadn’t been good people, he knew that now, which was why when they had attempted to appeal his decision, the pack had united and demanded their removal from the pack. Connie hadn’t been present for their appeal. He’d handled everything swiftly, without any repercussions to come back on her.

No one put up a single argument as to his decision when it came to the two people who raised her.

They had gone against pack law in raising a young wolf. Their lack of love and understanding had rankled with him. Pissed him off so much.

He couldn’t help but think of Connie as a young woman, terrified for her first turning. Seeking guidance from an elder, only to be shot down as if she was nothing more than a pest.

Just the thought of it angered him.

Clenching his hands into fists, he glared straight ahead. His wolf wanted to go out and hurt them, but he took several deep breaths. He hadn’t hurt them physically, but expelling them from the pack was a great shame for any wolf to feel.

“Are you okay?”

He looked up to see Connie in the doorway of his office. She wore a gorgeous yellow summer dress. The straps were so thin, showing she’d not worn a b*ra with it.

Just like that, he was hard as fvcking rock for her.

“Come here,” he said.

She smiled. “I can see what you want.” She slowed her movements down as he watched her come closer. The scent of her invaded his office, but it was more than wanted.

His mouth watered.

She was intoxicating.

The moment she was within touching distance, he grabbed her hand and pulled her in close. She fell against him, wrapping her arms around his neck. He gripped her neck, tilted her head back, and k!ssed her hard.

He swallowed the m0an that escaped. She rubbed her a*ss against him, and this time, he growled his appreciation, not wanting her to stop.

“Do you feel what you do to me?” he asked.

“Yes, and it feels so good.”

The scent of her arousal flooded his senses. He wanted her again and again. That was never going to stop, and he accepted that.

With one hand on her knee, he slid up, going beneath her skirt. He found his woman had also gone without panties as he cupped her na*ked pvssy. He stroked a finger, then a second one deep within her, hearing her m0an.

“Do you want my c0ck?” he asked.

“Yes.”

“Good.” He banded an arm around her wa!st, eased down his zipper, and moved her so she straddled him. Staring into her beautiful eyes, he lowered her down onto his c0ck. She didn’t look away as he watched her take all of him. He held her h!ps, telling her exactly what he wanted her to do. “You feel so good.”

“Yes. So do you.” She gasped as he thrust in a hard jolt.

“Do you want me to do that again?” he asked.

“Yes.”

He thrust inside her, the hard jolt touching deep into her pvssy, hitting the hilt within her and making her take more.

Connie was such an amazing, responsive woman. She gave as good as she took.

He couldn’t get enough of her. He was addicted to her, in love with her. She was the woman for him.

The mating bond strengthened between them with every passing day, and he knew the potential mating she had with Tanner was fading fast. Her wolf responded to him, not just because he was the alpha, but also because he was her mate.

They were meant to be together.

He felt it. He had to have her. There was no doubt about it in his mind.

Whatever intervention had occurred that had put her within Tanner’s path, it had only been the necessary journey to bring her to him.

They were bonding. He felt it. The connection to her. The need to constantly know where she was. Even now as her pvssy tightened around him, there was no breaking what they had built together.

Lifting her in his arms, he carried her over to the sofa and laid her down gently. He stared into her eyes, no longer fvcking her.

Gage took his time making love to her, wanting her to feel every inch of his c0ck, but going deeper than that. To feel the possession he felt of her. The need to make her his, to mark her, to claim her as all his.

He k!ssed her l!ps, biting down just a little.

The wolf within him emerged, taking his breath away. Gage jerked back enough to look at her.

Mark her.

Bind her to us.

He pressed his face against her neck, breathing in the sweet scent of her, filling his senses with all that she possessed.

His teeth elongated, the wolf needing this. Not wanting to give her up, but sensing the risk that another could take her away.

Ours.

Take her.

You want her.

He struck, sinking his teeth into her flesh, marking her in a place so that the whole pack would know who she belonged to. As he marked her flesh, it was like her body went into overdrive. Her org*asm flooded her body, and her cunt squeezed him tightly, begging for his spunk. Much to his surprise, he gave it to her, coming hard and deep within her.

Her body milked him of every single drop.

He felt the connection. Before this, it was a thin thread, easily breakable, but now it felt as strong as steel. They were bound together, not just through wolf and pack, but united together as mates.

Tanner had no claim to her. He had no right to her.

Connie now belonged to him.

Gage let go of her neck, l!cking at the wound and healing it with his alpha saliva. He lifted up enough to stare into her eyes, and he saw tears there, but he couldn’t quite read her expression.

She had a right to be pissed at him. He’d taken the choice out of her hands. He had acted like a selfish a*ssh0le.

Neither of them moved, staring into each other’s eyes, waiting.

“You’ve … mated to me?” she asked.

“Yes.”

“That means I now belong to you, doesn’t it?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

She didn’t know?

He opened his mouth to say something just as there was a slam within the house, making them both jerk.

“I’ve got to go and take care of this,” he said. Gage knew what was happening.

She nodded.

Tanner had been in the house. He would have felt the severing of the mating. Being the mate to reject rather than on the receiving side of it, he would feel the loss where Connie wouldn’t.

Quickly buttoning up his pants, he helped Connie, putting her dress into place, aware his cvm was right now spilling out of her pvssy. All he wanted to do was push it back in.

He held himself in check. It was next to impossible to do, but he did so.

Cupping her face, he stroked her cheek. “I will be back.”

“I’ll be waiting.”

He smiled at her but took off, going toward Tanner’s room where he found his son on the floor at the base of his bed. Knees drawn up to his chest, covered in sweat.

“You don’t need to tell me what happened. I felt it.” He rubbed at his chest. “Why am I feeling this way? I didn’t fvcking want her. Even when I needed to be around her, I hated myself. I was disgusted with my obsession. I don’t fvcking want her.” He jerked his foot out, shattering the chair that had been a few inches from him. “Fvck. It shouldn’t hurt like this. I don’t want her.”

Gage closed the door. The wolf wanted to attack to tell his son what an a*ssh0le he’d been to let her go. To think for even a second that she wasn’t worthy of him.

Connie was a keeper, and now she belonged to him. He was under no illusion that the difficult part of their mating was over. He knew they were only getting started. Connie would doubt his intentions, and he had to reveal the reason he mated with her was because he loved her.

“This is the consequence of your choice, Tanner. I have warned you time and again you will have to deal with the actions of your choices. This is merely one of them.”

“It hurts.”

“I know.” He reached out and put a hand on his son’s shoulder. Even now, he wanted to protect him. He did love his son, so very much.

“I’m sorry, Daddy,” he said.

Gage pulled his son into his arms. “I’ve got you, Tanner.”

His son bvrst into tears. This was the first real pain his son had ever felt. He didn’t care that his mother had left. Years ago, he tried to have the conversation with him, but Tanner hadn’t cared. He had once said that the woman meant nothing to him because she couldn’t even be bothered to send Christmas or birthday cards. He didn’t care about someone who clearly felt nothing about him.

Gage had wanted to give his son everything, even the love of a mother, but that was never going to happen. “I’m sorry,” Gage said.

“Do you love her?” Tanner asked.

“Yes. So very much.”

“Then I don’t care. You love her when I couldn’t.”

He held his son, knowing one day he would be okay.

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