Chapter 10: Sexually attracted to her

I turned on the pipe taking a quick shower; washing off the disappointments the day had brought me.

Finally, I was finished. I wrapped a white towel around me; drying my body and attired myself in full black.

A black T-shirt and long sweat pant; something comfortable.

It was time to head downstairs for dinner. Dinner with my chosen mate, I thought.

No, I turned my head aside. Staring at my wall.

Wanting her to join me at dinner means nothing. I just want to know who she is and if she knows I'm her mate. I was tired of assuming if she knew and wanted her to tell me.

I don't want her nor will I ever accept her; I thought strongly.

Leaving my room. I went over to the mirror to stare at my reflection. Checking my appearance.

My hair needs to comb, I thought.

I search for a comb in fixing my hair.

Finally, I found one and started to comb my short, dark hair.

“What the shit,” I cursed angrily; throwing down the comb onto the floor. I'm combing my hair to have dinner in my own home. I hissed and went downstairs.

I started to walk slowly; wondering if she was within the living room; waiting for me.

My breathing changes heavily; wondering what she was wearing. She was beautiful and whatever she is in now; must have made her even more beautiful.

I started to worry about her being around me. I fear I won't be able to control myself; being around such a sexy young female. Knowing every part of her was given to me by the moon goddess.

I took a deep breath; trying very hard to control myself and went to the living room. I was now at the entrance. I paused for a minute and started again.

“Where is she?” I thought angrily.

I expected her to be here waiting for me not the other way around.

I waited on no one.

I went to sit on my couch.

I heard someone coming my way. I sat comfortably; waiting.

It was her. I heard the tray of food she was carrying, rattling by every step she had made. It seems she wasn't the only one worried about dinner.

My eyes widen as I saw her made an entrance within the living room.

“What the fuck is she wearing?” I thought as I stared at her.

It was the ugliest dress I've seen and too colorful. It was as if it had every color you could think of. It hid every part of her and was very large. It was not her size.

Who gave her such an ugly dress means her no good.

I wanted to slap whosoever did it.

Her beautiful blue eyes; stared at me nervously; while she approached me. examining every part of me from my head to my feet. Her long white hair pulled behind her and the silver tray shook.

She paused for a second watching me, nervous as hell. Finally, she was close to me. She lowers her back resting the food on the small glass table before me. Placing the tray down gently.

My heartbeat heavily within my chest. Seeing her full round breast and her stiff pink nipples, hanging below her dress as she lowers her back. My mouth watered; staring at them and my breathing was even heavier. I swallow my spit hard; fighting the strong arousing feeling.

The large dress gave me more views allowing me to see her flat belly and down to her waist. Curious to see the type of underwear she was wearing. I moved my eyes. Looking sideways at her waist. There was nothing. I looked even more, but still, I couldn't see it. I took a deep breath; not wanting to pull her into my arms and ran off with her upstairs into my bedroom.

Why is she doing this to me and why did she choose to not wear a fucking underwear now? I hated what she was doing. It was as if she knew I was her mate and was tempting me to say it first in flaunting her naked pussy to me. Which indeed was working.

I breathe slowly from my nose; trying hard to fight off an erection.

I could hide the strong sexual feeling I had for her, but an erection. No, that was something a man could never hide; when it happens right in front of you.

I continued to stare at her.

Suddenly I felt my hand moved as if it had a mine of its own; dying to touch her sexy body.

Her body jumped frighteningly; as she straightens her back to a standstill. She was so terrified by me; she twisted her left foot. Tripping over her long hair.

I removed myself from my chair, quickly and caught her. Grabbing her small waist; from behind.

The desire to taste her had increased rapidly. As her large round ass press against my large cock. I was tempted to throw her on the couch; open her sexy legs and fucked her hard.

She touches my hands; rested on each side of her tiny waist.

I wanted her to turn around and tell me she wanted me underneath her, but instead, she quickly removed my hands and pushed herself away from me.

I wanted to feel her large ass once again before me.

She stood, silently away from me; lowering her head. Ashamed of what had happened.

I stood still staring at her; her strange behavior had now aroused curiosity. Wanting me to know who she was.

It was the best time in finding out who she was.

And it was going to start with one question.

“Have a seat,” I informed her. As I returned to my couch.

She quickly obeyed me; and sat into a chair before me.

I slowly removed my utensil. A silver fork and a knife. Ready to inquire her the first question that will allow me to know more about her.