"I kept running all my life, Jaxon." I looked up to him as he sat on the chair with his fist clenching his jeans, shivering with anger. "I never knew why he called me a rabbit. But it took years to figure out that I was just that predator's prey. I even tried to file a rape case against him before I left for California. But I never got an answer from anyone."

He clenched his eyes closed as he controlled his anger but I went on "I hardly had any peace being back in New York because when I saw him, I ran to Maple Town."

I smiled as I remembered "When Patty took me to see that match, you had an imprint on me. I couldn't stop thinking about you when I came back to my hotel room. Thought I was crazy to fall for someone in seven minutes. But I did, I fell hard. I tried to forget you because I knew there was no chance of us. But then I saw you outside my hotel door. I ran into you and I knew there was something about you that made me crazy. That made me feel protected. I kept having dreams about this beautiful wolf with red eyes, it protected me from my nightmares. It protected me from my thoughts." I cried "And when I found out I was your mate, I cried that night too. Because this beautiful man had love for me in his eyes. But I still kept my distance. I loved all your kisses but I didn't let you take me. I couldn't without thinking of those horrible days. After Dean, you're the first man to take me, Jaxon. It's not that I never tried with anyone else, I did but I always ended up in panic attacks."

He looked at me with glossy brown eyes. I looked down at my hands "When you took me for the first time, I was hesitant but because of how much you loved me, I had forgotten everything about what happened, I had forgotten about how tainted I was. I basked in happiness of us together, every moment of my moans was truly me without holding back. And when you marked me and when I called you mine, I can't begin to tell you how happy I am, Jaxon... with you. You tell me I'm your solace but that's a lie."

I rose from the bed and kneeled in front of him. My tears running free but I don't stop them. I wanted to be vulnerable. I need him to know everything that I feel about him. "Jaxon Moon, you're my solace. You're my happiness, you're my freedom,... you're my heart and my soul." I put my hand on his heart "This belongs to me and only me while I belong wholly to you. You possess everything and I can't be happier about it. Jaxon Moon, I love you and I'm the luckiest girl to have you as my mate." My hands go to his cheek as he kisses the base of my thumb and I cry "I love you so-" he didn't let me finish, as he grabs my arm and lifts me, setting me in his lap and capturing my lips. I cry into his loving kiss. He pulls back and kisses the tears away. His eyes red as he makes a promise to me again "Dean Russo will be in front of you, on his knees and you will be the one to behead him, Caroline. I promise you that."

I didn't want him between us. Not now.

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I grabbed his hair by the nape of his neck and gently pulled on it, making him lean his head back. My head dipped as I ran my tongue on the hollow of his throat and clamped my lips down on his vocal. His throat bobbed in my mouth and I heard a purr from his chest. He whispered my name "Caroline." But I back away, looking at him with a smile, not caring if the tears were running down my face. I climb down from his lap and sat kneeled on the ground between his legs. I pulled his shirt up, revealing his stomach as I gently kiss on each of the eight packs. I could feel his muscle tighten beneath my lips but he grabs my shoulder and gently pushes me, hovering over me breathless "What are you doing?" Answering him honestly "I'm trying to get rid of his filthy touch, Jax. And this helps me in more ways you can't even imagine." My hands when to his brown belt as I unbuckle it "It helps me get rid of him from my mind and from inside me." Unbuttoning his jeans and pulling the zipper down "It helps my soul." I put my hands in his jeans and as I touch the hardness of him, he hisses. I capture his lips and say "I love you." Before gently pushing him back on the seat.

Parting his legs with my shoulder and with my hand still inside his boxers, I grab his hand that was resting on his thigh and ask him for permission "Please." His eyes glow red but he nods with his approval and I take him out. Straight, thick, and long. Gently stroking my thumb across the head of his member, he shudders with his teeth clenched. He truly was beautiful in every way. I trail down my soft kisses the side of his length- to the pulsating vein and this was the first time I genuinely heard him whimper. He whispered my name "Caroline." with his eyes closed and I slowly take him in my mouth. His hand tightens around mine and the other one has its claws buried inside the arm of the couch. Rippling through the red fabric. I let his hand go and put my hand to the bass of his member while the upper tops slide in my mouth, I gently bob my head with my hand. He groans in my pleasure and his other pair of claws ripples in the fabric of the couch too. I smiled and let my teeth gently graze him, feeling him shudder in my mouth. My hand tightens around him and my lips too as I bob a little harsher than before and by his reactions, I could tell he was loving every minute of this. I pick my pace, taking him harder. He groaned and moaned my name. He purrs once and twice before his eyes pried open and he looks at me again. He furrows his brows, red, lust in his eyes, bracing himself for the climax that was about to hit him like a ton of bricks. I taste him in my mouth and before he could climax, he pulls himself from my mouth but lets my hand do the rest of the works. He spurts with a roar. His canines extending, his eyes were red like blood. He moans my name with his thick voice but I don't stop. Not until he comes down from his high as he does with me.

It takes him seconds to gather his sanity as he watches me on my knees with a smile on my face. His eyes disbelieving at what happened mere seconds ago before he grabs me by my neck and pulls me towards him, kissing me hard and rough.

He lifts me to his lap and I gently lower myself on him, careful not to hurt him at all. He grips my sweater from the hem and pries it off my body and doesn't wait to take my bra off but pull the cup down and latching his lips around my nipple. His hand playing with the other one, twisting it between his thumb and index finger. I frame his face and let him stay there, sucking my breast, making my back arch.

He then suddenly rises to his feet, as I wrap my legs around him, not letting go of my breast, and throws us on the bed behind. He unlatched his mouth and looks down. Grabbing the start of my jeans, he rips it apart in two and throws it away, followed by my underwear and bra being ripped apart next. My eyes widen as I ask "Did you did rip apart my favorite pair of jeans and underwear?" He rolls his eyes "I promise I'll buy you another one. Expensive ones." He lays on his back next to me and grabs me by the arm, making my heat hover on his face. He warns "You might want to hold the headboard." I do just that and slowly I feel his tongue thrusting inside my core. My back curled and I moaned "Fuck. Jaxon." His arms curl over my thighs and he pulls me down on him, his tongue sliding in deeper than before. My hand goes in his hair and the other one grips the headboard for dear life. He thrusts his tongue once or thrice before licking up to the clit and taking that bundle of nerves between his lips, sucking. He didn't dare let me move. I looked down, barely able to keep my eyes open and I found his eyes red and on me the whole time. His mouth working on me as I'm almost near the edge of losing my sanity.

Almost there.

I moan his name as he hits the perfect spot with the perfect rhythm "Right there. Don't stop." He doesn't, he keeps going and I was afraid that he won't stop no matter what.

Almost there.

I throw my head back as I yell his name "Jaxon!" I hear a muffled growl from underneath me but he doesn't let me go. His lips still sucking my most sensitive part. The arms curled over my thigh, pulled me tighter on him. My body thrashes but he doesn't let go of his hold. He keeps sucking till I forget who I am. Who I was and what I went through. He kept sucking till his name is the only thing I can remember. My body shakes and as I feel my face heat and sweat run down my brows. Only then does he let me go.

I stay limp beside him, trying to catch up my breath. Looking at him, he appears to be fine. His breathing was calm and all. I turn to my side with my core still throbbing with pleasure and he does the same. There's a smile on his face and I kiss that smile, tasting myself on his mouth- on his chin. He wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me closer, his hand grabbing my leg and draping over his hip. He says breathless "Are you able to do this?" I nod and slowly he slides himself inside of me. Every inch moans escape my mouth. I wrap my arm around him, holding him as I moan on his lips "I need it rough. Please." He starts thrusting roughly, hitting the perfect spot and again with the perfect rhythm. I bury my face in his neck as my nails dig deep in the middle of his back, digging in his skin. He moans loud and turns us over, me under him. He thrusts again, rougher. And goes down to my shoulder. He licks his mark and I moan with a pre-wave of my climax. He licks it again and I tighten around his length. He hisses and licks it again and that's when I come undone. Whimpering at the pleasure this beautiful man provides me. My back arches and I tighten around him again, moaning his name countless times. His body is shaking but he keeps thrusting. I hold his face between my hands as I make him look me in the eyes and say almost possessively "You're mine." His eyes clench as I pull him into a kiss. Drinking his moan as he spills his seed inside of me. He pulls always to catch his breath as I shudder as he twitches inside of me again and again.

He thrusts in one more time as I feel more of his seeds inside of me. And then pulls out. Laying beside me as we look at the ceiling in this comfortable silence, trying to catch our breath. He says with his voice deep "For the first time in my life, I am not able to go for round two." He looks at me "You wear me out, you know." I chuckle and say "The feeling is mutual." But I couldn't get enough for him. I wanted this- needed this badly again.

I straddle his hip and grab his member, and gently lower myself on him. His back arches and I ride him. Even though I knew we're not gonna last long, I still ride him. Just a thrust or two till we reach another climax together this time.

I stop and watch with him with a smile on my face. His eyes clenched, his chest gasping for air. Sliding my hands in his shirt, I say "I wish I was a werewolf. I wish I could mark you too." I felt him twitch inside me again. He looks at me with a smile and says "I don't wish you were a werewolf. I never do. You're perfect just the way you are. Human- my human mate. And I love everything about you." His hands slide up to my stomach, over my breast, up my neck, and cups my cheeks. Gently pulling me down for a kiss as he says "You can bite me though if you want. Bite me as hard as you want." He pecks my lips but I ask "Will it hurt?" He shrugs with a smile "Probably."

"Will it leave a mark?"

"Hardly for a couple of hours."

The smile on his face was almost sadistic because he wanted this. He wanted to enjoy this. My eyes squint as I ask "How many girls have bitten you?" His smile widens and by the way, he pulls his lips between his teeth, I knew he wouldn't tell me. I pumped myself on him twice earning a hiss, wiping that smile, and ask again "How many?" He moaned "A couple." He then confessed "But I never let anyone of them bite me on the shoulder. That place was always reserved for my mate. Always." I lean down towards his exposed shoulder, blowing gently on the part I was about to bite. His twitched again and before he could take another breath to brace himself, I bit his shoulder as hard as I could. His body shivered and he let a moan out in my ear, and become hard inside me again. One hand wrapped around my shoulder and the other held my hip. He pulled me closer enough to lick his mark over and over again as he guides my hips to ride him again.

His arm that was around my shoulder moved and went down to my stomach, his ring and index finger parting the lips of my core while his middle finger gently rubbed strokes over the clit.

Too much- this was too much to handle. One more thrust and I stopped it all. I couldn't take this much, I just couldn't. I pulled back and wiped the tear that fall down my cheek and looked back down at my work. My teeth marked his shoulder but never pierced his tan skin. His eyes looked droopy with lust and I couldn't help but watch him all disheveled under me.

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