Page 30 of Becoming His

“I’m not making fun of you, baby. I think you’re adorable. You can beg, demand, ask, or hell just look at me, and I’ll give it to you.” He winks.

I tut and roll my eyes. “You are impossible.” I push back and turn on the shower. Masen’s palm smacks my backside making me jump. “Ouch,” I say, looking back at him.

“Your ass looks nice pink. I was jealous I didn’t cause it,” he states with a shrug, proud of himself. I huff and get in the shower.

Masen gets in after shaving when I’m just about to get out. I touch his smooth cheeks thinking about how tonight he’ll be scruffy and loving him both ways. I give him a small kiss above his heart and tell him I need to get ready for school.

I just have two classes today, so after Bio, I’m going to head to the mall in Marshall to get some camera equipment. I do my hair in a loose, messy, fishtail braid that falls over my shoulder. I’m wearing my favorite skinny jeans and a lavender off the shoulder sweater. My black bra strap is barely visible under my braid. The Mark Masen left on me is fully covered. I gather my things knowing I’ll grab coffee at school.

Masen walks in the kitchen looking gorgeous in black slacks and a white button-up shirt. He’s looking down, rolling his sleeves up his forearms. I think I might be drooling on my shirt. He went from rugged, bad boy in jeans and t-shirts to naughty CEO in dress clothes.

He looks up at me. “You know I can feel you right?” he asks darkly. “Because we are marked, I can feel your emotions, feel that you want me right now no matter that you’re sore.”

Oh my God. “Em, no.” I shake my head. “I mean I knew something was up yesterday at the meeting hall, but I just felt like I needed to be near you. I kinda just went with and didn’t think about it.” I smile sweetly. “Sorry, you look very handsome. This is embarrassing.” I laugh at myself.

He finishes up with his sleeves and walks over to me. “There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. I want you just as much. I’ve just had a little practice controlling my emotions. Sometimes as an Alpha if I feel things strongly enough others will too, so I’ve always had to control my emotions.” He tugs my braid and tells me, “You look beautiful, baby. I have some things I need to take care of today, so I’ll drop you at school and have Cass bring you your Jeep when he goes to class in a little bit. That okay?”

I nod my head. “Yeah, that sounds good. I have some errands to run after class.”

He kisses my lips briefly before pulling back to grab his keys. “Let’s go, Little One, or we won’t be leaving the house.”

A few minutes before we reach school, I ask, “Masen, are there any other things I should know about Marking and Mating? Like the whole emotions thing?”

He hums. “We should probably go over just about everything there is to know. I’m not sure what you know, or what you don’t. I can’t think of anything specific right now that you should know, but we’ll talk tonight. We can decide when you’d like to do the Mating ceremony.” He pulls in the lot right in front of the English building. “Cass or Sam will bring you your keys.” He curls his finger motioning for me to come closer. I lean over the center console, thinking he wants a kiss, but instead, he hauls me on his lap, my back to the steering wheel. His nose pushes aside my sweater, revealing his Mark on my shoulder. He kisses and nuzzles his spot, his hands grip my hips pulling me forward enough that I feel him growing hard beneath me. Knowing I’m the one causing his arousal is a powerful feeling. When he finally lifts his head, his eyes meet mine, and I’m struck with emotion. I don’t think it’s just mine.

I suck in a breath. “Masen?” His mesmerizing eyes close, I breathe out the air I was holding. Trying to sort through what just happened, I realize I felt his need for me, but what overwhelmed me was his fear, fear of losing me, fear that I would disappear when I’m not with him. Cupping his jaw, I say firmly, “Masen, I’m here. I’m not leaving. I want you to share those feelings with me. I just got overwhelmed. I’m scared, too.” I kiss his lips and whisper the last parts in his ear, “I’m so scared I’m not enough, could never be enough. Scared you could walk away from me. But, that’s just our past making us feel that. I want to be here, with you. So don’t hide that from me, okay? I love you, Masen.” His arms wrap around my back, and we comfort each other.

“I love you, too, baby. I would never, could never walk away, again,” he promises. “Now get on to class before I murder these fuckers who see you on my lap and think about you on theirs,” he growls.

“Huh, you are the one who put me here, Mr. Growly Pants.” I kiss him quickly and open his door to scoot out.

He hands over my book bag and purse. “I’ll see you in a bit. Little One. Be good.” He smirks.

I’m a little nervous going into English. The last time I was here Masen walked out on Professor Daniels, but he doesn’t say a word about it the entire class. Things seem to be settling down, no whispers or stares following me through campus.

Sam is already in his seat when I enter bio. His smile lighting up his dark brown eyes when I sit next to him. “Don’t you look handsome today. You got a hot date?” I ask playfully while I bump my shoulder into his. He’s wearing dark wash jeans and a snug red t-shirt. His smirk tells me I’m right. “So, who is it? Do I know them? Em well, I probably don’t. I don’t really know anyone but tell me who it is anyway.” I smile.

“It’s nothing really. There’s just a new guy named David that just came in yesterday,” he says shyly. “I asked if I could show him around, and he said yes.”

Just looking at Sam, I can tell how excited he is. “That’s great, Sam. I actually met him briefly, yesterday. Where do you think you’ll take him?”

He blows out a long breath. “I’m not sure. I just wanted to spend time with him. Maybe, I’ll show him some touristy stuff and have a Bonfire on the beach. That way I can save the falls and the caves for next time.” He smiles sweetly.

“I didn’t know there are falls around here. How do I find them?”

Sam waves a hand, dismissing me. “Have Masen show you. Before I forget, I’ve got your keys,” he says, searching through his messenger bag. “Here ya go.” He smiles. “You’re coming to lunch, right?”

Tossing my keys in my purse, I answer, “No, I’m done for the day after this class. I’m gonna head over to the mall. I need some camera equipment.”

Sam nods his head. “They have a nice photography store not too far from the mall. You should check it out,” he says as the teacher begins talking. When class is over, I wish Sam good luck on his date and tell him maybe I’ll see him over the weekend.

Marshall, the next town over, has more of a city feel with big box stores and a mall. This is my first trip here so I drive around for a bit before finding the small camera shop. The awning over the door looks like a giant camera lens, it’s kinda creepy. The woman behind the counter is very helpful. Thirty minutes later, I’m out twenty-five hundred bucks, but have a beautiful camera with a couple extra lenses to play with.

I drive over to the mall to grab some lunch and do some more shopping. The restaurant I choose makes pita-like bread right in the window. There’s a lot of Greek influence on the menu. Before I can order, two male shifters sit down at my table. I’ve gotten more comfortable around shifters, but I think it’s a little unusual for them to just sit down without an invite. “Hello,” I say, “Something I can help you with?”

Both men eye me like I’m on the menu. “We were just passing through and had to know what smelled so good,” he says, trying to sound sexy.

“Yeah, the food smells great. Would you like me to have the waitress get a table set up for you?” I’m using my syrupy sweet drawl now, knowing what they're up to.

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