My Arrogant Mate
Chapter 32

"I know exactly why I don't want to be at that stupid party, but why are you?"

I looked questioningly at Bene and thanks to the few street lamps around us, I could see his thoughtful look at the house very clearly.

He carefully reached for the champagne bottle, took a good sip and then turned his gaze back to me.

"Quite simply, I don't like these arrogant people at all. My sister just sits at home and doesn't step outside the door, and that's only because she's a bit fat and she's ashamed. You'll only be accepted here if you perfect. It just pisses me off." He took another sip and then took a deep breath.

"But the worst thing is that you're never accepted for who you are..." he added with a pained undertone that made me feel sorry for him without even knowing why.

I glanced over at the front door and then took a deep breath to bow my head.

"They will never accept me either, because I'm a lower one and in their eyes I will always remain one," I murmured just as sadly and now I felt really miserable...

"Silvan accepts you. The rest can be stolen from you," he said encouragingly, whereupon I immediately looked at him confused. "But you too."

He smiled and shook his head, handing me the champagne bottle and then leaning back on his hands.

"He doesn't really accept me. I refused to be his beta, he'll never forgive me for that. Besides, he doesn't really know me... nobody does."

I looked back at him thoughtfully and slowly he made me really curious.

"What do you mean?" I asked quietly and handed him the bottle when he leaned forward again, which he accepted with a smile.

"I'm gay, Jade, and if anyone of the pack replaces out, I'm sure I'll be kicked out," he suddenly blurted out the truth, and I tried not to show my surprise, but because of my slightly open mouth and the big eyes that I made, I certainly didn't succeed. "And that's why you didn't want to be a beta either, because you need a mate for that rank," I breathed more to myself than to him and then glanced into his green eyes before nervously looking down at my hands, which rested calmly on mine knees bent. "Yes, that's exactly why," he answered and then drank almost half the bottle.

I was really sorry he had to keep this a secret. Even among us, homosexuals were not accepted, so how did it have to be here, where only everything perfect was really accepted?

"Am I the first one you told that to?"

He shook his head in the negative.

"My sister is the only one who knows, and you now."

I nodded, not sure why he confided his secret to me, whom he had known so briefly. Probably because I didn't belong either and had no reason to betray him. But one thing still nagged at me.

"I think Silvan would accept that. He let me get away with so many things. He's not a bad person," I tried to somehow defend my mate and to my surprise, Bene nodded in agreement.

"I'm sure of that too, but with Silvan it's not about what he thinks, it's about what Nathan thinks."

"Who is that?"

"His father. The one who is still secretly in charge."

"And-"

Our conversation was interrupted when the front door across the street opened and the music was loud even outside.

Of course it had to be Melania, who walked out the door smiling with some other woman and then looked over at us in amusement.

How I would have liked to throw the bottle at her head, but I had promised Silvan that I would stop.

"Oh, how sweet," she slurred slightly and came towards us with the other blonde. With their tight, short dresses, both of them looked as if they urgently needed it. I would best show them the way to the hunters....

At this actually horrible thought, a dirty grin appeared on my lips, but that disappeared immediately when the two came to a halt right in front of us.

"It's probably not enough for you to embarra*s Silvan in front of my eyes. Now you're sitting out here with someone else. A little whore," she laughed and then looked at her friend, who also laughed out loud. F**k it all!

I got up angrily and snatched the bottle from Bene's hand, which unfortunately I couldn't throw because of a loud growl.

"What's going on here?", I heard Silvan and not a second later he was already standing next to Melania and looked back and forth questioningly between me and Bene.

"Your companion probably has other hobbies than cleaning," said the blonde and then hooked her arm in amusement.

I will kill her!!!

"At least I have to-"

"Pssst. Nobody wants to know what you have to say," she boldly interrupted me and laughed at Silvan, whose eyes only radiated pure anger.

He would surely kill Bene or me right away, because in the meantime the other party guests were already standing curiously in front of the front door and watching us.

For them I had once again made the Alpha look bad. For her, I wasn't worthy of being near him at all and Silvan would certainly prove that by beating us up.

My gaze fell to Bene, who was still sitting on the floor and returned my gaze wistfully.

"If you interrupt my mate again, you can replace a new pack!"

Completely unexpectedly, Silvan snatched his arm from the shocked looking blonde and came over to give me a soft kiss on the cheek. I was completely frozen because I had expected a lot, but certainly not that he would stand by me in front of everyone. "Also, I told Bene to take her out for a bit. Do you think I can't hear you guys talking about her?! I never want to hear another bad word about my mate, whose name is Jadelyn, by the way. And stuff like that you have to name them from now on!" Haha... Inside I was proud. Not at me, but at Silvan and smiling, I looked at Melania, who seemed to have lost all facial features.

"Come on in. I'll say goodbye to the others, then I'll come after you," he then turned to me and when Bene had stood up, I followed him with my head held high, past the people inside, where luckily there was nobody but us was present.

"Did he really tell you to come out with me?" I whispered to Bene, who sat down on the couch shaking his head.

"No, but it was a good lie not to make us all look bad."

I nodded in agreement and then sat down on the other side of the couch to listen to the music with my eyes closed and enjoy my triumph.

Thanks Sylvan.

It was quite a while before Silvan came back into the house, where soft music was still playing. The meager light from a single overhead light shone down on him, and he eyed me thoughtfully as he grabbed a full glass from the kitchen island. I also scrutinized him very carefully, because I didn't know if an announcement would come after all.

He avoided my gaze, sipped at his glass, then aimed at Bene.

What was going on in his head?

"Bene, leave us alone," he said calmly, but decisively, and immediately I nodded goodbye to him and watched him get up and walk past Silvan out the front door.

My gaze fell again on Silvan, who was still standing in the middle of the room with his dark clothes and eyed me intently before he slowly walked up to me and put his glass on the small coffee table in front of me.

"That was probably the shortest party I've ever been to," he said with a slight grin and fell onto the couch next to me. It lifted my heart because he really didn't seem angry.

"And my first and hopefully last," I said quietly and he immediately looked at me in surprise. His dark eyes darted in disbelief and my face, while he suddenly got up, ran to the music system and turned it up louder, which was now playing quieter music. I didn't know the song but it sounded really nice.

"If this was your first party, then you have to catch up on some things."

He smiled at me and walked towards the kitchen, amused. The moment had come when I could no longer judge what he was up to. I nervously tugged at my white sweater and watched him come back to the couch with a bottle of liquor and two small glasses. "At every party you should at least take part in a drinking game," he explained happily and then handed me one of the small glasses that I accepted, confused and hesitant.

"Do you think we're going to play truth or dare?" I asked embarrassed, then immediately noticed his eyes darken. Pure desire lay in them and I blushed at the sight of him. My heart started beating faster and I imagined things that made my hands shake slightly just from my imagination.

"Well, only if you want that at all."

I looked him deep in the eyes fleetingly as he sat down across from me and then nodded in agreement.

Either this would all escalate completely now, or I finally had the chance to learn more about him.

"Do you want to start?" he then asked, pouring shots into the glass in my hand.

"Okay, truth or dare?"

"Duty," he said like a shot from a gun and I looked thoughtfully at the glass between my fingers. "What's the point of drinking?" I wanted to know first and he smiled at my shy-sounding question.

"In case someone doesn't want to fulfill their duty," he answered and then leaned forward a bit.

Well, I'd probably end up drunk under the table at some point.

"So what should I do?" he then grinned, biting his lower lip so seductively that my whole body heated up from the gesture.

Where did I get into...

I listened to the quiet music for a moment and then put my glass down on the table to get up and offer my hand to him, which he looked at in irritation.

"Dance with me," I smiled and immediately he put down his glass and took my hand. Just this touch made me feel the most beautiful feelings again and slowly we stepped together into the middle of the large room, where he let go of my hand and put both hands on my hips.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, got so close to him that nothing could have fit between us and then laid my head sideways on his chest to listen to his heartbeat with my eyes closed.

We moved slowly, like this song was made for our pace, and then when he rested his head on my shoulder, it felt like we'd been dancing here together all our lives.

It was beautiful... like we were floating.

Unfortunately, this beautiful song then stopped and an absolutely loud and horrible techno song came out of the system, whereupon we both had to start laughing.

I slowly pulled away from him, looked shyly up into his eyes and received a soft kiss on the cheek from him before he then pulled me back to the couch.

We sat down again, looked at each other embarrassed and then it was probably my turn.

I was pretty sure actually that I would take truth, but something in me, probably the same thing that made me do forbidden things again and again back then, drove me to say "dare".

His surprised look told me that he hadn't expected it either, and immediately the smile appeared on his lips that had turned my head so often.

"Kiss me," he said with a twinkle in his eyes and he shouldn't have asked me to do this because since we were dancing I wanted nothing more than to taste his lips anyway.

I stood up determinedly and took a step toward him, then straddled his lap.

Wow, I think the alcohol really worked.

I ran a hand through his dark hair once, felt his hands on my waist and for once, I was the one who looked down to meet his eyes with desire.

Carefully, almost agonizingly slowly, I leaned down, closing my eyes to place my lips on his.

As soon as our mouths touched, this firework broke out in me again and I wished it would never go out.

I gently stroked his cheek, gripping his hair with my other hand, making the kiss intensify. He sucked furiously on my lower lip, asking me to let his tongue in, which I was only too happy to do.

Our tongues danced, just like us, only they were wilder, more unruly, and when his hands wandered to my bottom, I let out a soft, almost inaudible moan.

He pulled away from my lips for a moment, running a hand down my cheek and circling my lips with his thumb. I got so hot that the word -melt away- took on a whole new meaning for me.

His eyes looked darker than usual. They were full of desire and I knew I was looking at him the same way, with exactly the same aura.

We were made for each other and today he had proven for the first time that he really cared about me and that made me incredibly happy.

Suddenly we didn't need any more words and without any problems he grabbed my waist and got up with me. I clawed at his body, wrapped my legs around his waist and put my lips on his again while he walked with me to the stairs and then carefully climbed them.

At the thought of disappearing right into his bedroom with him, the adrenaline raced through my veins at a rapid rate... but I was no longer afraid, no longer doubting... there was only desire and lust left in me, that was it had to be tamed.

But was I really ready?

****

Still caught breathless in that passionate kiss, we arrived in his room wrapped in one another and he carefully lowered me onto his bed, laying on top of me without taking his lips from mine.

My heart was pounding in my throat and, trembling with excitement, I tenderly stroked the back of his neck, causing him to hug me even more into the bed and I could feel the goosebumps forming under my fingertips on his skin.

A warmth spread deep inside me that completely took over me and when he broke away from my lips for a moment to examine me in fascination, it was all over with me.

I lost myself in the depths of his dark irises, certain I wanted to feel him and almost greedy for more, my hands wandered to his waist to grip his black t-shirt tightly. He understood without words what I asked of him and pulled the t-shirt over his head with one hand and then just threw it away.

My eyes darted curiously over his muscular torso and, holding my breath, I ran my hands over the lines of his tattoo before looking shyly back into his eyes.

He sensed through our connection how ready I was to surrender to him and didn't waste a second to get up a bit and clutch my sweater. I leaned forward a little and let him undress me so that only my black bra was in the way between the skin of our upper bodies. His gaze darted over my bare skin and it was the very first time that I really wasn't ashamed of anything about myself. On the contrary. He eyed me with an expression that made me feel like the most beautiful creature in the world, which made me happily pull him back down to me.

My lips found his again and I savored the feel of his skin against mine, sending goosebumps all over my body.

I had never felt anything so intense before... Its effect on me was stronger than I could have ever imagined.

He switched positions, gently sliding off me to lie on my side. I didn't know what he was up to until he kept looking me in the eye and slowly ran his hand down my stomach to the waistband of my pants.

I flinched slightly when he undid the button on my jeans, but didn't stop losing me in his eyes for a second.

These were moments that would be burned into me forever. I would never forget the way he looked at me that evening. I would never forget what it felt like to be touched by him for the first time. It was all meant to last forever...

Then, as I felt his hand slowly replace its way under my pants, I opened my mouth slightly and felt the usual heat in my cheeks while he didn't stop watching me with my overflow of feelings.

And then the moment came, the strong tingling sensation that made me groan and close my eyes, because the feeling of his hand on my middle was so intoxicating that everything in me contracted.

I enjoyed it with all my senses. Listened to his rapid breathing while sniffing his familiar scent, then felt his fingers move in slow, circular motions over my waist, robbing me of the ability to think clearly. Again and again I moaned out of pure lust, arched my abdomen under his hand and then opened my eyes again to be able to look at him under my heavy breathing.

His eyes were so full of desire, his fingers moving over me... It was pure bliss and then without warning it came over me. I clutched the sheets with one hand and held my groin with the other, then groaned and let my head fall back in total surrender to this climax. I felt like I was about to be ripped apart by the force of my emotions and he seemed insane watching me as he immediately pulled his hand out of my pants, sat up and practically ripped them from mine Legs still shaking from the overwhelming o****m. "You're driving me crazy," I heard him whisper in a trembling voice, which sent a pleasant shiver down my spine. Still out of breath, I watched him take off his pants and suddenly lay completely naked next to me.

A reach into his nightstand and he ripped open a condom wrapper with his teeth, which I watched in fascination. He wanted me so much, I couldn't believe the feelings I made him feel.

"You're quite sure?" he then asked still unsure and without saying anything back to him, I lifted my buttocks a bit to get rid of my underwear.

He gaped at me, then turned his gaze back to my face to approach me cautiously.

Careful not to hurt me, he settled back between my legs and lowered his body gently onto mine, kissing tenderly along my collarbone as he did so.

"I want you," it suddenly came out of my mouth and he immediately looked up at me, put his hand on my cheek and looked deep into my eyes.

He didn't say anything, just took his hand and wrapped it around his c**k, which he then placed right on my middle. I held my breath for fear of pain and dug my fingernails into his shoulders in preparation for something I didn't know how it would feel. "I'm going slow," he whispered as if reading my mind, then rose slightly to look down at me and cupped a hand firmly on my tiny waist.

My breathing quickened uncontrollably and then, heart racing, I felt him slowly push himself inside me.

"Silvan," I breathed and closed my eyes, but I immediately felt his hand on my cheek, which made me open my eyelids again.

"Look at me," he demanded in a whisper, then pushed all the way into me, causing me to snuggle even closer to him, trembling.

He dropped onto me, cupped my waist and traced a line of soft kisses down my neck to give me time to get used to him.

It hurt, but the desire was greater than the pain...much greater...almost insatiable...

When I got used to him, the pain completely disappeared and I stretched out my abdomen towards him, he looked at me again full of lust and started to move rhythmically in me again and again.

Every time he thrust into me, my senses were dulled...

It was wonderful. I was his and he was mine and he showed it by placing his lips on mine, taking my mouth wildly and also his hips moving faster and faster to take me in completely.

I moaned into his mouth again and again, letting myself go completely and when I felt my second climax coming under his hard thrusts, I wrapped my arms tightly around his trembling upper body and clawed at him with my eyes closed.

My muscles around his c**k contracted several times and my abdomen burned like unbridled fire while everything inside me seemed to vibrate. It was the best feeling on earth...there was no doubt about it...

After I freed myself from his kiss, overjoyed and satisfied, to catch my breath again, I also felt the twitching of his member inside me, after which he groaned and let himself fall on me.

"You feel so incredibly good," he whispered out of breath, kissing my cheek gently before slowly pulling himself out of me.

"And you first," I replied with red cheeks and then exhaustedly clutched my wildly pounding heart, which I knew would only beat for him from now on.