Utilize Me
Matt POV
Seeing Tamara sleeping was becoming my favorite sight these days. She was so beautiful. I think I fell in love with her the first day I saw her. The little bundle I wanted to take care all the time. Otherwise why would a ten–year–old protect a six months old pup in a forest filled with beasts and rogues? It was the most bizarre thing I ever did in my life, and would remain the most bizarre all my life. I didn’t think it had an explanation. Honestly, I didn’t want to think of an explanation. All I knew was that I treasured her back when we were pups.
My little mate was so beautiful that it took my breath away, seeing her. Veles had been extremely benevolent to me.
In her sleep, her brows drew together. She tossed a little and started panting. My gaze went to the wilting flowers of a vase in the room. And suddenly it felt like they were perking up. I think it was a trick of my mind. I turned my gaze back to Tamara, thinking of what we shared. My heart raced when those thoughts flooded my mind. The unbelievable pleasure we had shared was only the beginning. I was going to seduce her more so that she surrendered completely.
Tamara moaned in her sleep. And I became alert. Was she thinking the same thing that I was. I frowned when she moaned again, and this time it was louder. In order to see what was affecting her, I moved closer, crawled on the bed and hovered over her. It was a moan, but that out of fear. Like she got a nightmare. And it was getting worse.
I slid beside her and pulled her across my chest. Then I ran my fingers through her hair. She snuggled into me and calmed down, going back to sleep. However, moments later, I felt wetness on my arms. Horrified, I looked at her face and found her crying. “Tammy, what happened, baby?” I whispered, but she didn’t wake up. Instead, she continued to sleep. My gaze went to the flowers in the vase, and I swear I saw them perking up again.
I shook my head because I was probably getting affected by Tammy crying. But why was she crying in her nightmare? I needed to uncover what had happened to my little mate. I was going to peel every layer of her misery carefully, patiently.” You have to tell me what’s wrong, love,” I murmured and tucked her head beneath my chin before closing my eyes. But sleep never came.
Tamara POV
I snuggled into his chest, loving the warmth and his smell. Ever since Matt had been sleeping in my bed, I slumbered deeply. The morning light was filtering through the curtains when I fluttered open my eyes. It was a beautiful world. But then I was only gazing at him. What transpired between us last night was surreal. I was under the influence of alcohol, but it wasn’t like I didn’t remember anything. It all felt very natural, but this was my first time doing anything so intimate with him. A blush crept on my cheeks.
“I’m still as handsome,” he rumpled, creaking open one eyes. “As you found me last night, baby.”
I jerked back, taking the sheet with me. Goddess, thankfully he didn’t see that I had a hand poised right above his lips. She was just a breath away from feeling them. And I wanted to rub his stubble with my fingers. Why was he so handsome?
Finally, he opened both his eyes and grinned. “But it seemed like you liked it. Happy to show you my package again.”
I gasped, my blush deepening. I bit my bottom lip and flopped on the pillow. He didn’t push me into anything I didn’t want and that was a big relief. But I couldn’t help sighing at the magnificent male I was with. Last night, he didn’t allow any girl to touch him, and didn’t allow any boy to do the same. He was so possessive and feral that my heart somersaulted. Angel only purred, reveling in this.
“How did you sleep?” he asked, turning to me.
I really wanted to know what he was thinking about me. “I slept well,” I said. Actually like a log. When I realized that he was staring at me intensely, I tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear. Was he recalling what we had done last night? I had never been this intimate with anyone in my life, so I didn’t know how to behave. He was looking at me like I was a puzzle he wanted to fix. And suddenly, my stomach growled.
His lids grew heavy. “You’re hungry. I need to feed you.” Saying that, he jumped out of the bed, wore his shirt. Goddess, I preferred him shirtless. Maybe that’s how I would ask him to stay with me. Like what? Was I planning on marrying him?
“Come on, baby,” he said, buttoning his shirt. “I know you become moody when not fed.”
I stifled a chuckle. Because I was getting very hungry these days. It was odd. Angel was demanding a lot of food which was strange. I mean, she was a lovely, strong wolf. Then why was she demanding more than I had?
We were on our way to the cafeteria in less than fifteen minutes. The moment we came down in the Union House, I saw that the place was littered with Solo cups and for
Successfully unlocked! and there in odd positions, which meant that they were sleeping deep.
Matt held my hand all the way to the cafeteria, and he had this silly grin on his face. Once there, he filled a plate for me with bacon and cheese, made me sit in a quiet corner and then went to take his breakfast.
I really needed a bath, so after breakfast, I went to my dorm. “I’ll meet in a few,” I said and hurried inside. I heard him sighing.
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Utilize Me
Shower was what I needed badly, so I hurried inside the bathroom, intending a quick one. I took out all my clothes and stepped into the shower stall.
The door opened; I froze, naked. His lips curled into that feral grin.
“What are you doing here?” I managed to squeal.
“Forget this,” he said, ogling me from top to bottom.
“Get out!” I shouted.
He took a deep breath in, and once he closed the door behind him, I heard him mumbling, “This girl will be the death of me.”
I let out a sigh of relief. Last night, Matt had restrained himself while giving me all the pleasure. And what an orgasm it was. I think I was ruined by my mate for anyone else in this world. He knew me well, understood me better than everyone around us. I got out of the shower and got dressed in a panda shirt and white shorts. I didn’t know why, but I felt like putting some makeup on. So I wore applied kohl on my eyes and some lip gloss.
I was about to go out, when my gaze landed on his bag. Curiosity got the better of me. I shouldn’t, but I found myself opening the front zipper to see what all he had. And the first thing that came in hand was large condoms. Like very large. Special ones for shifters.
My mouth dropped. Were these for other women? They must have been. Though I had no right to be jealous–I had sent his away repeatedly–the idea left me jealous as hell. Not just that, I felt ferally possessive about him. It made me mad to even imagine that he could use these condoms with anyone else. But was he? Images of him with other women was enough to raise a storm of fury inside me. All I wanted was to kill those women now.
There was a scrap of noise on the other side of the door. I immediately shoved back those condoms, and he burst inside the room. “You’ve already showered,” he deflated. It was then I noticed a pair of spare clothes in his hands. “Girl, I want you to utilize me. Like completely. I would have given you a nice bath!”
