Chapter 5. My Date Is My Fated Mate!

Ivy's POV

I'd never been so turned on before in my life. My pants were soaked between my legs, and I would be embarrassed if I hadn't felt Sean's erection on the dance floor.

We walked into the elevator in Sean's hotel. He pressed the button for the Penthouse Suite. Powerful, gorgeous, and filthy rich. A part of me was still waiting to wake up from a dream.

Once the elevator started moving, he turned to me. I felt like prey beneath his blue-grey eyes. It was like they saw into and through me, as if they could see every little thought in my head.

And right then, there was not a single innocent thought in my head. All I could think of was what an amazing body must be beneath his suit. Wide shoulders, washboard abs, strong thighs…

I gasped silently when Sean suddenly took hold of my chin and lifted my face. He stepped closer, and I stepped back instinctively. I ended up against the back of the elevator, crowded by his body.

Was it hot in here, or was it just me?

He lowered his head, bringing his lips to my ear. His fingers moved from my chin to my jaw, then lower to cup my neck. I pressed my thighs together as my core clenched.

"You are so fucking sexy," he whispered, his breath brushing over my skin sensually. "I don't know what to do with you."

Somehow, my hands found themselves on his jacket, clinging to the fabric. Oh, I knew what he should do with me.

He pulled back to look at me, and I met his gaze. My pulse had shot to the heavens, and my chest was rising and falling rapidly from my increased breathing.

"I think you do," I whispered. His obvious attraction to me was giving me a kind of confidence I didn't know I possessed. He was all but humping into me on the dance floor, and his gaze was overloaded with pure lust.

His full lips twitched in a slight smirk. "Fucking hell I do."

The next instant, he was kissing me. His lips slammed down on mine hard from the get-go. He ravaged my mouth like he'd been dying for a taste all night. Made two of us.

Our lips moved together in a frenzy, kissing sounds filling the elevator. When he teased me with his tongue, I opened up for him. He rubbed his tongue against mine in a way that sent a flood of arousal pooling between my legs.

I tried to get as close to him as I could, but it wasn't possible with our height difference. Sadly, my gown didn't exactly allow me to climb him like a tree, like I wanted to. I couldn't wait to get rid of it.

We only stopped sucking each other's faces when the elevator came to a stop. We pulled apart, breathing heavily. Sean took my hand and walked backward into an expansive suite. That's all I noticed about it before he pulled me into his arms for another kiss. In the next minute, I kicked off my heels, and he unzipped my dress. After that, the clothes came off quickly.

My eyes bulged as I took in his body. He must work out a lot. His arms, chest, abdomen, thighs…everything was well-muscled, built like a soldier. All of that was good and all, but what made my mouth go dry was the 'muscle' whose outline was visible through his boxers.

From his bulge before, I knew he was packing something serious. But with his pants gone, oh my god! That thing looked huge. Long, thick, and…I wanted it inside me, but I wasn't sure I could handle it.

"See something you like?" he asked, walking to the bed and taking a seat.

I swallowed hard. What if I couldn't? What a way to embarrass myself in front of such a man. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I couldn't let it go to waste.

Sean cupped his bulge through his underwear and moved his hand, palming himself. He looked at me through his ridiculously long lashes–this man, he had everything that everyone wished for–and licked his lips. "This is all for you, Ivy. Do you want it?"

Want? I needed it like a parched man needs a drop of water.

Sean's eyes remained on me as I closed the distance between us. When I got to the bed, I lifted my leg and straddled him. As soon as his bulge pressed against my center, a moan escaped my lips.

Sean smirked as he reached between my legs and cupped me. He grinned at contact with my soaked panties. "Someone's wet."

With my hands on his shoulders, I rocked my body forward, grinding into his palm. He rubbed his hand back and forth, applying pressure. My panties sank into my slit, leaving my labia exposed. He teased my folds before bypassing the thin fabric and sinking his finger into me.

"Oh," I gasped as the ache building up in my vagina finally got the scratch it wanted. But with that, it wanted more. I rocked into his finger, letting it sink all the way in.

"You like it?" Sean asked, his lips pressed to the side of my head. When I only nodded, he said, "Tell me."

"Yes."

His lips grinned against my head. "Good. There's more where that came from."

Right away, he added another finger. He pushed both fingers deep inside me before pulling them back. I moved my hips in tandem, helping him break through my tight walls. Two of his fingers already felt like a tight fit. How on earth was I going to take the monster in his pants?

"I think you are ready for me," he said. "Can I fuck you now, please? My dick is dying to be inside you, Ivy."

He might be a fuck boy, but he was a very polite one.

My vagina clenched around his fingers, as if giving him the green light on my behalf. "Yes, but…uh…" I looked down between us. Yes, he was still packing a goddamn snake. It didn't help that it was twitching. I swallowed. "You are…so big."

A throaty chuckle rose in his throat. "All the more for you, right?"

Holy angels.

"You are going to feel me everywhere, Ivy." God, I loved how he kept saying my name. "Don't worry, I'll make you feel so good that you'll keep asking for more."

His strong arms picked me up like I weighed nothing and laid me in the middle of the bed. My breath was stuck in my throat as I watched him peel off his boxers. The sight of the real thing was better than I'd imagined. Long, veiny, thick, and slightly curved. I could almost feel it dragging through my vagina, giving my inner walls a proper massage. I wasn't going to be quiet.

Sean wrapped his hand around the shaft and gave it a few pumps. Pre-cum leaked at the tip of the crown. I wanted to lick it up so bad. While at it, I could take his length into my mouth and see just how much I could handle.

His low groan brought my eyes from his dick to his face. "You want to suck it, don't you?" he asked.

Fuck, he really could be seeing into my thoughts. Or I must be drooling. I swallowed hard. "Yes."

"You will," he told me, moving closer to me and positioning his body over mine. "From the moment I heard your voice over the phone, I couldn't stop imagining how good it'd feel to fuck your sweet mouth. But right now, I need inside your pussy, or I'll die."

He dragged my panties down my legs and threw them away. I watched as he held his dick with one hand and guided it to my opening. I bit down on my lips as he entered me.

"Fuck," I sputtered a few seconds later as he stretched me. He wasn't even a couple of inches in yet, and it already felt like I couldn't take more.

"Relax for me," he told me, caressing my hip with his hand and withdrawing. "I won't hurt you."

I nodded and looked into his eyes. He penetrated a little before pulling back. With every thrust, he went a little farther before backing out. It was killing me. Both in that it felt like heaven, and that I couldn't wait to feel all of him.

"Give it to me," I told him.

He paused, his eyes studying me. "Are you sure?"

"Yes." My hands moved all over his back, feeling his muscles. "Don't hold back. I want to feel you."

He fused our lips for a quick, short, but hard kiss. "Anything you want, baby."

I braced myself, relaxing as much as I could as he pulled out of me. His next thrust was powerful, and even though I'd asked for it, I wasn't prepared for it. I screamed out loud as he tore through my walls and buried every inch inside me.

It felt like a car was parked in my vagina.

Sean stopped and looked at me with worried eyes. "Are you okay?"

I nodded. "Yes. That was just…what I wanted. Don't stop."

He traced his knuckles over my cheeks. "Am I your first?"

I nodded.

"Good," he said. "This pussy belongs to me and me alone, understand?"

I…what?

His possessive talk was arousing as hell, but he couldn't be serious, could he? As Zoe said, he must have a different girl in his bed every night. This was just a one-night stand. I'll be lucky if he remembers my name in the morning.

"Yes?" he insisted.

I played along. "Yes."

"Good girl," he said as he withdrew. He penetrated me again, filling me. This time, he didn't pause, and I didn't want him to. He picked up his pace, pumping his hips back and forth at just the right angle every time.

The room filled with the sound of skin slapping against skin, his dick sloshing through my wetness, and our combined moans and groans. I couldn't help pulling on his hair when my orgasm hit. It felt like my body catapulted into space and through thousands of galaxies.

He came right after me, filling me with his cum. His dick spasmed inside me, further sensitizing my already sensitive vagina. I cried out his name, clinging to him like he was the only thing holding me together.

Fuck, how could it feel so good? How was I supposed to move on from this? I was still in his bed, but I was already jealous of whichever woman caught his attention next.

After our orgasms, we lay tangled together, catching our breaths. A few minutes later, Sean rose on his elbow and looked down at me. I met his gaze with a smile, but the longer he stared at me, the more my stomach filled with butterflies.

Stop, Ivy. Don't start catching feelings for this absolutely gorgeous, charming, definitely unattainable bad boy. This night was a once-in-a-million occurrence. Take it and be content.

"You are my mate," he said.

I blinked. "What?"

"You can't tell because you don't have your wolf, but I recognized you as soon as I saw you," he told me. He linked our fingers together and brought my knuckles to his lips. "You are my fated mate, and I'm so happy to find you."

I blinked again. He couldn't joke about this, right? "Really?" I whispered.

He nodded. "My wolf is thrilled too. His name is Dax."

I did not know what to say. My heart was going a mile a minute with happiness, but my anxiety was also rising. I'd told him I was wolfless. He had seen that I was an outcast. Would a powerful male like him really accept me?

His smile fell. "Aren't you happy to meet me?"

I shook my head. "No. I…don't you mind that I don't have a wolf?"

"That's not a problem to me," he told me. "No matter what or who you are, you're my mate. I want to be with you, Ivy."

My eyes teared up. I'd thought what happened earlier was unreal. This? It was surreal. Without my wolf, I hadn't expected to find my mate. Who knew he'd come to me like this?

I squeezed his hand. "Is this really happening?"

"Yes," he told me. "We belong to each other, Ivy."

As tears fell down my cheeks, I buried my face in his chest and pressed myself to him. I was so happy I could not put it into words.

The person I'd thought would be a fleeting memory turned out to be my fated mate! And not only that, but he accepted me despite my flaws. Tonight was truly my lucky day!