Mated To My Boyfriend's Dad

Chapter 146: _ Let Me Love You

I was sitting but it seemed like I was on my toes, anticipation buzzed through my veins. But then, with a teasing chuckle, he pulled the glass away.

"Such a clumsy wolf," he murmured, his dark eyes gleaming with amusement.

It was then I felt a bead of water clung to the corner of my lips. He reached out his thumb and brushed it against the wet spot with a deliberate slowness that sent shivers down my spine.

"Seems I’ll have to mend that mistake." He groaned as though this was such heavy work, his gaze dropping to my lips.

Before I could even stammer a reply, his face dipped towards mine. And then, his lips met mine.

The kiss came as demanding as always. It came as a possession. His lips were firm, almost harsh, yet there was an undercurrent of tenderness in them that left me breathless.

I melted into his touch, all thoughts of resistance forgotten if I even had any. My arms instinctively wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer. His scent– a mix of battle, sweat, and something uniquely him, filled my senses.

It was intoxicating like a heady cocktail that fueled the fire igniting within me.

The kiss deepened with his tongue tracing zig zag lines against mine but sending jolts of electrifying pleasure down my spine. A low moan escaped my lips.

"Damn you, Isleen. You shouldn’t have done that." He moaned back into my mouth.

It seemed my moan had ignited a new spark within him. Maybe I wanted it to.

Maybe I wanted more. Give me more, Rhett. I was done with waiting.

His grip on my waist tightened, pulling me flush against his hard body. I pulled him even closer and closer, willing myself to become one with him.

What was this pleasure? What was this feeling?

Why did it seem like Gamma Rhett knew that pathway to heaven? Every time he kissed me, I never failed to catch a glimpse of paradise.

Suddenly, he pulled away abruptly, leaving me breathless and yearning for more. His eyes were dark with desire and his chest heaving with ragged breaths.

"This," he licked his lips like a manaic, "is just a taste of what could be. And I swear to you, Isleen, if you don’t return to sleep now, I will carry you in my hands to my room and pounce my tiredness, frustration, and grief into you until your moans make me forget my worries.

My head spun.

Where in hell’s name did Rhett know to talk like this? Didn’t he know what his words were doing to me?

His words were like a delicious torment. They were like a promise of something both forbidden and thrilling. But before I could respond, a loud groan echoed from him.

"Should it have been that we were alone, I might have fixed you against that slab and drilled you from behind." He kissed my lips briefly. "But let’s respect my son."

I was about to nod when he continued. "Where is our relationship leading, Isleen?" He asked.

Our relationship? Did we have a ’relationship’?

My cheeks burned like embers. His words were like a wave, crashing over me with raw desire and a possessiveness that both terrified and thrilled me.

"D-do you even consider this a relationship, Gamma Rhett?" I stammered. "How can we call this a relationship?"

A harsh laugh escaped his lips. "Relationship, pretty Omega? Perhaps not in the conventional sense. But make no mistake, you are mine. What we share goes beyond the pleasantries of courtship." His gaze held mine, his dark eyes blazing with an intensity that made my throat dry. "You felt the pull, didn’t you, Isleen? The same undeniable connection I feel when I’m near you? The mate bond aside, the mark aside, we are soulmates, darling. Soulmates."

S-soulmates?

We were soulmates?

My mind spun. Come to think of it, others like Lupe and her mate shared the mate bond, and yet, look at the condition of their relationship.

Rhett and I, it was always all spark and flames between us. Perhaps, what the mate bond did was to push out the truth in us.

Perhaps, we both had something beyond reason and were just blaming it on the bond.

My world said he was right. She wanted me to drop my guard. She was pleading for me to give in.

The connection between us was undeniable. I could feel it like a magnetic force that drew me to him like a moth to a flame. But could this be love?

Or was it something darker?

The way he claimed me, the possessiveness in his voice– they all just seemed to set my senses on fire.

He seemed to sense my hesitation. His jaw clenched, and a trace of frustration flashed in his face. "Look," he sighed, the harsh edge to his voice softening slightly. "I won’t lie. These past few weeks have been hell. The attack, the loss– it’s taken its toll too. And then there’s you, a constant presence in my mind, a fire I can’t seem to extinguish."

His words surprised me.

Was this the mighty Gamma Rhett?

I yearned to pinch myself awake from this dream but couldn’t even move a muscle.

This was like a glimpse of vulnerability beneath his stoic facade. Could it be that he, the mighty Gamma Rhett was falling in love with me?

I took a deep breath, gathering my courage. I must say something. I needed to say something.

However, whatever it was I was going to say, none of it would be to disagree with him. I would no longer fight this. I wanted Rhett and that was it.

What I needed right now was an assurance that I wouldn’t regret this.

"I understand," I said softly. "You’ve been through so much. But what about me, Gamma Rhett? I’m confused. Lost. And yes, there’s an undeniable attraction between us, maybe thanks to bond or maybe not but where does this go? What exactly are your expectations? For us to complete the mating process and finally make our reveal?"

The thought of completing the mating process, of finally having him ’drilling’ all of his pent-up emotions in me just as he had said earlier was as exciting as it was daunting.