Page 24 of The Alpha’s Seer (The Shifters of Stormhollow #1)

Chapter Twenty-Four

CALIX

“You are my mate; I just need you to see it,” I whisper, stroking Blair's cheek gently. “You're meant to be mine; it's written in the stars. Do you not feel it?”

My heart seizes in my chest when she nods, her throat bobbing.

“I do feel it. I thought it was just an animalistic attraction—”

I raise my eyebrows, trying not to laugh at her choice of words. Her cheeks flush scarlet, and she rolls her eyes.

God, she's so gorgeous.

“You know what I mean!”

I chuckle. “I do.”

Our hands find each other and our fingers entwine, and I can't stop the hope from soaring in my chest. Is Blair coming around to the idea that she's mine? I'd think after our little adventure in the woods yesterday I’d have made it crystal clear, but she's an enigma.

“I thought it was just because you're so masculine and sexy,” she breathes, her eyes filling with needy lust, distracting me from her words.

My wolf demands I pay attention, and I have to listen to him. He's the better of the two of us at these things.

“And yes, you've got a temper, and you can be an asshole,” she continues, watching me warily. “But there's something between us I can't seem to understand. It's not like I've ever been in love before, so I don't have anything to compare it to, but—”

“You've never been in love before?” I interrupt her, unable to believe this beautiful, perfect woman has never been in love.

Blair flushes even more and shakes her head. “Nope.”

My heart aches when I wonder if she was a virgin when I took her in the woods.

Fuck, I hope that wasn't her first time.

My wolf is silent, and I can feel his fury without words, but then he speaks, confirming it.

'She better not have been a virgin, Calix.'

Fuck!

“Were you a virgin?” I ask, lifting my shameful gaze to her. “Before the woods?”

I know she's used toys, but that's not the same as being brutally fucked by an Alpha werewolf. We're known for our size, for fuck’s sake.

Oh, man.

Blair shakes her head, amusement in her eyes. “No, Calix, I wasn't a virgin before you fucked me.”

I'm not sure what to feel because the thought of anyone else touching her makes me murderous. My temple throbs, and I grit my teeth, forcing myself to remain calm.

“How many?” I rasp. “How many men before me?”

Blair shrinks back, and my wolf tells me to calm the fuck down. She didn't even know I existed. This isn't her fault.

But blinding rage cripples me when she says, “Two.”

Two men. Two fucking men touched my mate before me.

“And you?” Blair arches a brow at me in defiance.

“No men,” I bite out bitterly, the need to mark Blair stronger than ever. I'm a possessive bastard at the best of times, but this?

Fuck.

I want to kill someone.

“Calix, how many women?” Blair reaches out slowly to cup my cheek, her hand trembling slightly.

I revel in telling her, knowing it will break her, but wanting her to feel the anger and jealousy I do.

“Countless.”

Hurt flickers in her eyes as she drops her hand, my skin cold without her touch. My wolf snarls at my answer, and I curse myself under my breath.

There's no need to be a cunt just because she's fucked people before you, my wolf growls.

“I'm sorry,” I say, inhaling sharply. “I didn't mean to hurt you.”

“You did,” Blair replies softly, looking up at me. “You wanted to see my reaction. Did it satisfy you?”

I feel like I can't breathe. She's in pain because of me, and I hate myself.

“No,” I admit, pulling her into my arms. “No, it didn’t.”

“So you've fucked most of the women here, and I'm to live here with you and them. Great.”

I wince.

She's not wrong.

“I didn't think I had a mate,” I confide to her, kissing her forehead. “I really didn't. I thought I'd have to choose one, and I felt nothing for any women I'd met. Not a thing until I saw you.”

Blair stares at me, her mouth open. Her heart rate speeds up, and I smile, loving that she's excited about my lack of emotion toward other women.

“Fucking is physical. Raw.” I drag my finger down her face and onto her soft, pillow lips and inhale. “But you?”

Her breath hitches in her throat, and I shake my head, unable to explain how she makes me feel.

“I'd die for you. I'd kill for you. The feeling I have for you isn't as simple as love. It's like you own my soul.”

Blair blinks, and tears slip down her cheeks.

“I want to rip any man apart that's touched you. Annihilate anyone who’s ever hurt you. But I also want to destroy anyone that's made you smile because that's mine too.”

“My smile?” Blair whispers, shaking her head.

“All of you. You belong to me, Blair. I want to worship you for the rest of our lives. The Moon Goddess has given me a mate—and although you're human and unfamiliar with the ways of the wolves, I'll teach you. The pack will teach you. You're perfect.”

She doesn't speak, but she throws herself against me, her hot mouth seeking mine as she sobs. I hate that she's crying, and I do the only thing I can think of to distract her—I slide my hand into her shorts and massage her clit, our mouths moving furiously as she moans into mine.

“Calix,” she moans as I slide two fingers into her, leaving my thumb on her clit. “Please...”

“What do you need, mate?”

“You,” she gasps, still crying. “Only you.”

I lay her back on the bed, stripping her of her clothes in one movement. I don't even think before burying myself inside her; our bodies are alight with desire and emotion.

“Mark me, Calix. I want to be yours forever.”

I thrust into her and close my eyes, wanting more than anything to mark her. To make her mine. But I don't want to hurt her, and she's already so fragile.

“Calix!” Blair snaps, taking me by surprise. “If I'm your mate, do it. Do it now.”

Her eyes flash with defiance, and I lean into her neck, the scent of her skin driving me wild. She shivers as I lick her soft skin and whimpers as I fuck her hard.

“It's going to hurt, mate,” I whisper, but I can feel the magic between us. Our skin hums, and she moves her head aside, exposing her neck to me. Stars fill my vision as I nibble on her throat, and she wiggles beneath me.

“Do it!” Blair yells, digging her heels into my ass as I finally lose control.

My nose drags over the sweet spot between her neck and shoulder, and before I can stop myself, I sink my teeth into her tender flesh.

Blair screams, but I hold on, feeling the bond between us strengthening. I keep thrusting into her, desperate to give her pleasure as I tear into her skin, and when I'm sure I can release her, I begin licking her wound, the taste of her coppery blood spilling into my mouth.

I hum my apologies, but she cries, clinging to me. I lick and kiss her wound until it stops bleeding so heavily, and then return my lips to hers.

“You were so fucking brave,” I murmur as our mouths meet. She's still sobbing, and my fingers work her clit, my dick filling her. “My beautiful mate.”

“Am I yours now?” Blair finally asks, her breath catching on the wave of pain and pleasure she's riding.

“Can't you feel it?” I grunt as I near my release.

I feel like I can breathe again.

My body tenses as I shoot my load into her, and she cries out when her orgasm smashes through her body, crushing her lungs and stealing her breath. Our eyes meet, and we inhale one another, the invisible cord between us becoming thicker with every second.

It's beautiful. Magical.

My wolf is beyond happy, even though he doesn't have a wolf of his own. He's happy with Blair, and so am I.

“Yes!” Blair gasps, clinging to me. “I feel like you can't leave me. Ever. Don't ever leave me, Calix.”

I scoop her into my arms, my dick still hard inside her. I stride to the shower and flick it on, letting the cool water cascade over our scorching bodies.

“I'll never leave you, Blair,” I murmur, moving my hips as I press her against the wall. “I'll never leave you.”