Chasing The Rejected Mate

Lunaire could only sigh and left her room.

She stood outside her mate's room, feeling nervous. Her heart was going crazy, acting like she was in love.

Her eyes went wide at that thought. She never a day like this would come. She was already in love with him, the mate bond, the pull, the sparks. Lunaire loved him that she was willing to forgive his mistakes from the past.

'He's now my Mate, my future, my lover, and I am ready to accept him whole-heartedly.'

She smiled, and her face glowed with hope and determination.

Lunaire raised her hand to knock on his door, only for it to swing open.

"Hey," he greeted with a smile.

Her fist froze in the air as she got hypnotized by his scent and looks.

"Hi," she shyly greeted back, slowly taking her fist down.

Zane chuckled and pulled her inside, locking the door behind her.

He scanned his eyes all over her body, which made her a bit insecure. Unlike the girls that usually flock around him, she was chubby compared to their supermodel physiques.

Lunaire looked away, hugging herself. She didn't want to see him look at her in disgust anymore.

Just then, Zane cupped her cheeks and made her look at him. Her cheeks blushed when she locked eyes with his passionate gaze.

"You are so beautiful," he said, drawing her in with his heated gaze.

"I want to mate with you," he feverishly uttered.

Lunaire looked at him with shock.

"Bu-" She wanted to protest, but Zane hushed her, "Shhh," placing his finger over her lips.

"I want you, Lunaire. I want to make you mine," he said, rubbing his thumb over her lips.

Her breath hitched when he said her name, making her go crazy.

However, her self-esteem was too low to believe in his attention toward her.

He was a well-known playboy and experienced, unlike her, who knew nothing about mating or sex.

Zane raised her chin and stared intensely into his eyes, "What's wrong, my love?" he asked concernedly.

Lunaire felt her flutter when he called her love.

'Is this how it feels when someone talks to you lovingly?' she wondered.

"I...um...I was thinking. You have so many beautiful girls running after you. Why-why me?" she answered, fidgety.

Zane looked at her, puzzled. Her words seemed alien to him.

"I mean, why did you g-give me a chance?" she directly asked this time.

A short pause came between them, and he sighed, playing with her long locks.

"Those girls I've been with mean nothing to me at all," he declared. "I chose you because I love you, and you are my mate."

His words, full of emotions, made her gasp.

"You....you love me?" Lunaire exclaimed in shock.

Zane wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her closer. The warmth of his embrace almost melted her down. She felt safe and loved.

"Of course. Don't you?" Zane asked, sounding dark.

Lunaire gulped and nodded.

"Yes... I love you too." she blushed.

Right then, Zane captured her lips, taking her with passion and hunger. Lunaire moaned between their kisses, fueling his desire for his mate. His hand went down to her ass, squeezing it and making her gasp.

"Fuck, you taste fucking amazing...I need you right now," he growled and ripped her gown off my body.

He pushed her onto the bed and hovered over her. He took off his shirt and licked his lips as he stared at her body.

Lunaire crossed her arms for cover, embarrassed with her fattiness, but he peeled them away.

"You're beautiful, Lunaire. Believe me," he whispered and showered her neck kisses down to her shoulders, making her breathe heavily.

Zane then ripped off her bra and squeezed her big molds, pulling onto my hard nipples.

A soft moan escaped her mouth when he took her supple breast into his mouth.

"Z-Zane," she moaned his name, making him stop.

"Say it again," he demanded.

"Zane," she repeated softly.

Her voice chimed beautifully in his ears, which aroused him even more.

"Fuck!" He cursed and then captured her sweet lips.

He pulled her closer and wrapped her legs around his waist. He ground against her core as he suckled her breasts, making her scream in pleasure.

Lunaire never knew this was what making love felt like. Sparks were running through her body as she burned feverishly inside.

Zane's kisses slowly traveled down to her legs, spreading them apart. Suddenly, Lunaire felt nervous and attempted to close her legs, but he held them in place.

"You're beautiful," he said, turning her red from embarrassment.

He locked his eyes with hers as he slid his hand underneath her underwear, invoking a moan out of her lips as he stroked her folds.

"So wet...only for me." His eyes swirled with lust as he growled.

Zane then ripped her underwear, making her squeal as he thrust a finger inside. Her back arched from all the foreign sensation coursing in her vein right now.

"Ahh...Zane," Lunaire moaned, clutching tightly onto the bedcovers.

His chest rumbled as his name repeatedly came out of her mouth, intensifying the thirst he was feeling.

He then unzipped his pants, pulling them down along with his boxers. Her eyes went wide when she saw how big he was.

'How was he going to fit in me? He will kill me,' Lunaire worried.

"Don't worry, baby. I'll stop whenever you want. It'll hurt a bit at first, but it'll go away," he reassured her, sensing her anxious feelings through their bond.

Lunaire gave him a nod, and he smiled. He positioned himself between her legs and slowly rubbed his manhood against her core before thrusting inside her cave.

Lunaire gritted her teeth, enduring the pain. Soft sobs escaped her when the pain got too extreme.

Lunaire clung to his back, digging her nails onto his skin as his pace gradually sped up.

"Ahh fuck...so good," he moaned on her neck.

"Mmmm, Zane," she moaned while he pounded deep into her, sucking onto her nipple.

Lunaire was losing her mind at his every touch. He turned her around and pushed her ass up, thrusting himself from the back.

"Ahh!" she cried out.

Lunaire gasped when he smacked her behind.

"Do you like it, baby? You like it when I spank you?" he asked dominantly, making her quiver.

Lunaire didn't like the spanking, but for him, she nodded. She hissed when Zane kissed her scars.

He grabbed her hair as reins and pounded roughly and deeply into her until he came.

Lunaire collapsed on the bed with him over her. Both were catching their breath. It was the wildest night she ever had.

"Good girl," Zane suddenly whispered, slapping her ass again, which startled her.

Zane fell beside her, and she moved closer to linger in his warmth. She wrapped her arms around his waist and snuggled to his chest.

"I love you," Lunaire whispered sweetly, waiting for an answer, and looked up, only to see him with eyes closed.

Lunaire faintly smiled and softly kissed his lips.

That night, Lunaire slept soundly and had a good dream for the first time in years.