Chapter Five
Time passed, and still Kelly didn’t talk to Drake about their conversation that night. She woke up the next day, intent on making the most of the peace and quiet they both had. For an entire month neither of them said a thing about his admission.
He was a virgin.
So was she.
They were destined to be mated.
Alone on an island for one year.
Yet she found they were talking about anything but what was clearly bothering the two of them.
“If you were told you were going to die in ten days what would you do?” Drake asked, looking up from a book.
Kelly was in the water once again. She loved the beauty of the waterfall, and with it getting hotter, she didn’t like wearing a whole lot of clothes. The costume she wore provided some modesty.
“Why ten days?”
“It’s a number that I pulled out of my head.”
“It seems to be an exact number,” she said.
He laughed. “Come on, Kelly, answer the question.”
“I would eat everything I ever wanted. All the chocolate and fried food I could have because I wouldn’t have to worry about the consequences.”
“There’s nothing wrong with you the way you are.”
He’d been making little comments lately about her figure. For the most part she tried to ignore it, but it was getting harder to do. Whenever she was around him now she found herself becoming highly aroused. Her nipples would tighten, her pussy went slick, and she always imagined him naked. What did his cock look like?
Pushing those thoughts aside, she looked back at him. “I’d have sex.”
This made him sit up. “You would.”
“Yeah. If I’m going to die in ten days I don’t want to go out a virgin. That’s just lame, and so not good.” She winked at him. “What about you?”
“I’d want to have sex.”
She saw his cock was getting bigger, and she smirked. “It looks like you need to cool down yourself.”
Stepping across to the waterfall, she stood beneath the flow of water, enjoying the coolness that cascaded over her.
When Drake touched her hip, she didn’t pull away. Their nights were spent together, as were their days. Many mornings she found the barrier between their spaces gone, and his arms wrapped around her.
The animosity that had once been there between them was fading of late.
She found herself forgetting some of the hurtful things that he used to say. His hand seemed large as it touched her hip. He stood behind her, moving her hair off her shoulder, out of the way. His lips grazed her neck.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“Do you have any idea what it’s like to fight these feelings that you inspire?” He whispered the words against her ear.
“I inspire?”
“You know I want you, Kelly. I also know you want me. You don’t think I hear you at night, in the bathroom, moaning, playing with your pussy?” The hand on her hip moved around to her stomach.
She rested against him, waiting, to see how far he’d go. His hand moved down over her pussy and she couldn’t help but gasp as he cupped her through the costume she wore.
“Every time I hear you moan all I want to do is come inside and watch, and then I want you to teach me exactly what you like.” He pushed the costume out of the way and then his hands were on her naked pussy.
She cried out as his fingers ran between her slit. His movements were a little unsure, but she found that highly arousing.
Covering his hand with her own, she placed his fingers against her clit. “Slow. You don’t need to rush, and you don’t need to go hard. I don’t like a lot of pain.”
She opened her eyes, and turned her head to look at him.
Slowly, Drake began to stroke her pussy, teasing her clit. She cried out as he got the spot that made the pleasure explode, but she didn’t find her orgasm. She was building up as he teased her clit. His free hand cupped her breast, pinching the hardened nipple. Reaching behind her, she touched his cock. He was long and hard. Gripping his length, through his boxer briefs she was shocked by how big he actually was.
Sliding her hand into his boxers she wrapped her hand around his cock. He was rock hard as well.
He groaned against her ear. “That’s what you do to me, Kelly. Just you. I want to be inside you so damn much, to take you, to make you mine.”
She worked her hand up and down this length. With water cascading around them, Drake brought her to orgasm, teasing her clit, pinching her tit, and making her want him even more.
It wasn’t long before he came, biting her shoulder as she worked his cock, drawing his release from him.
Neither of them had taken very long, and she was a little shaken by how fast they had found their orgasms.
Drake held her tightly, refusing to let go.
“You feel amazing, Kelly.”
She turned in his arms, wrapping hers around his neck, and kissing his lips. Closing her eyes, she felt this need to be with him, to fuck him, to want him.
It was like an itch she couldn’t scratch, a need that was so powerful there was no way to fight it.
Whenever she had been around Drake in the past there had always been this yearning, which she had ignored. He’d been her enemy, not her friend, and certainly not her lover. Now she was starting to have a lot of doubts.
He was her destined mate.
She wanted him.
She needed him.
There was no turning back for either of them. They were it for each other, and strangely, she wasn’t upset about that. Drake was changing before her, and where she had once thought he was a cruel jerk, he was showing to her that there was much more to him than she’d given him credit for.
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Drake wished he had more self-restraint, but when it came to Kelly, he had none, none at all. He ached for her, yearned in ways he didn’t think were possible. Lying down beside her on the blanket he’d laid out on the ground near to the waterfall, he ran his hand over her stomach. She reached out, taking hold of him, keeping him in place.
“My whole body feels heavy,” she said, giggling.
“Do you think other mated couples felt this way? This peaceful?” he asked.
“I don’t know. They’re stronger for it. I’ve seen them with the pack. They’re always so close, and they have that kind of bond that says they know each other so deeply.”
He tickled her stomach, running his hand up to cup her breast. She didn’t bat his hand away as he touched her.
“What are you thinking?” she asked.
“After a year alone together there has to be a bond that’s formed. You start to know each other so completely, you know?”
“Yeah, I guess. I never thought of it like that.”
They were silent for so long. The sun was high in the sky.
“I love Christmas,” she said.
“Why are we talking about Christmas right now?”
“Well, we’re all alone. I love Christmas. The bright lights, the food, the family. Do you think they have Christmas stuff back at the house?”
Drake shrugged. “Let’s go and find out.” He stood up, took her hand, and together they made their way back toward the house. They went toward the bedroom looking in all of the closets, and when they couldn’t find anything in the storage rooms, he grabbed a ladder, which he’d found in the kitchen closet, and went toward the loft hatch.
If Kelly wanted Christmas, then that was exactly what he would give her.
“Can you see anything up there?” she asked.
He’d opted to go into the attic, seeing as she was terrified of spiders. He didn’t care about creepy crawlies.
“There’s some boxes. If I hand them down, can you grab them?” he asked.
“Sure.”
There were three boxes, and when they were down, he sat on the bed, opening them up. They were Christmas decorations.
“This is so cool.” They were old fashioned, and looked to be a little dusty.
“We can put them up right now if you wanted?”
“Nah, it’s just great to know they’re here. I don’t know why I thought of Christmas. You must think I’m crazy.”
“I don’t think you’re crazy at all.” He took her hand and pressed a kiss to her lips. “This is all new.”
“Are you sure you’re a virgin?” she asked.
“I’m totally sure. Believe me.”
“I don’t know, I thought the way you touched me out there, it was pretty … great.” She squeezed his hand.
“Just great?”
“There’s always room for improvement.”
“Well, well, well, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were flirting with me.”
“Maybe I am flirting with you. Would that scare you?”
“Not at all. It’s about time you flirted with me.” He cupped her cheek, staring into her eyes. He wanted all of her. “Do you trust me?”
“No,” she said, giggling.
“Not even a little?”
“Maybe a little.” She held her fingers close together, and smiled at him.
He stood up and got her to do the same.
“What is it? What’s wrong?”
“Nothing is wrong. I just really want to do something right now.”
He pushed his boxer briefs down, and he heard her gasp.
“You can’t do that.”
When he stood up, she had a hand over her eyes. Taking her arm, he pulled it away, and smiled at her. Putting his hands on her shoulders, he began to ease the costume down.
She didn’t stop him.
The tension in the room seemed to rise. He watched as she licked her lips, and he saw that he was making her nervous.
“Trust me,” he said.
“This is a lot of trust.”
“I’m not going anywhere.”
He removed the costume from her body, helping her as she stepped out of it.
Her eyes were closed, and he got a good look at her curvy body. This was the woman that he had spent years denying himself. Her tits were large, her stomach rounded, and she had full hips and juicy thighs. Wrapping his arms around her, he pulled her close, and held her. Her body against his—it was all he wanted.
Closing his eyes, he felt a warmth from her.
“Drake, what’s going on?” she asked.
“I just want to hold you. You don’t need to be afraid of me, Kelly.”
“I’m not.”
“That asshole that I was, it’s gone. I’m done.” He couldn’t fight these feelings anymore. Being alone with her, finally having her near, it made everything else inside him disappear. It was like he could finally accept that she was his. She belonged to him and him alone. No one else was ever going to know her sweetness, or see how beautiful she looked in the morning. Her orgasms were all his own. Her pleasure belonged to him.
Everything that she was, it was all his, and he wanted that.
Pulling away, he stared into her eyes, seeing the questions there.
“I just wanted to hold you where nothing is between us,” he said.
Tears were in her eyes, and he smiled at her.
“I think you’re beautiful, Kelly. I’ve never told you. Or I’ve not told you enough times. I’m going to make up for that.”
“You are?”
“Yes. We can fight this if you want to, but I’m telling you now, I don’t want to. I don’t want to fight these feelings, nor this mating. When this year is over, I’m going to be your mate, willingly, completely. No one else has ever held my interest.” He pressed a kiss to her lips. “Kelly, I give myself to you.”
He meant every single word.
Even if she didn’t believe it yet, she had his love as well.