Chapter 6
1018 Words
Warning: Mature Content.
Rafe's P.O.V
I left Mia in the bedroom, slamming the bathroom door behind me.
Fuck. What is this girl doing to me?
I sighed, looking down at the tent in my towel.
"Dammit. I should make her take care of this, since she is the cause of it." I mumbled to myself.
I unwrapped the towel from around my waist, taking my hard d**k in my hand. I slowly moved my hand from root to tip, groaning as I rubbed the pad of my finger against the head. I was already leaking pre-c*m and thoughts of Mia kept playing through my head.
I thought about the way she felt against me...
The way her soft skin was pressed against mine...
The way her curves pressed against my body, her ass pushing into me...
The way she the threw her head back against me, letting out a tiny whimper as I palmed her heavy breasts in my hands....
Everything about her drove me f*****g crazy.
I groaned, speeding up the movement of my hand.
I could only imagine what it would be like to finally taste her... To have her those sweet, succulent lips wrapped around the head of my c**k, and to have her tight little p***y wrapped around my c**k, gripping onto me tightly as I tried moving in and out of her. I also wanted to feel the way she'd milk my c**k, pulling my essence deep inside of her.
I took my balls in my head, rubbing them around gently, while stroking my c**k. I was getting really close as my speed increased and I growled loudly as rope after rope of creamy c*m shot out of my c**k and onto the tiled floor in front of me. I groaned, throwing my head back against the door and stroking the rest of c*m out of my c**k.
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I took a few minutes to recuperate, before walking over to the sink, getting some tissues, and wetting them with water. I walked back over to the mess I made, quickly cleaning up, before discarding the tissues and flushing the toilet. I hopped back into the shower, taking a quick one, before getting out and once again, wrapping the towel around my waist. I headed into the closet, where my suitcases were, and took out a pair of white jeans with a black button up shirt. I got dressed quickly, going back to the bathroom to throw my towel in the dirty hamper, and combed my fingers through my hair.
I went into the bedroom, Mia being nowhere to be found. I wanted to go after her so badly, but I figured that she needed some space, especially after what had just happened. I sat there, trying to watch TV, but Angelo was very restless, causing me not to be able to concentrate.
"What's going on?" I asked him.
It took him a while before he answered.
"Something does not feel right, and I do not know what it is." He mumbled.
"Huh. Do you know any possibilities of what it could be?" I asked.
"No, but I can tell that something bad is going to happen. Keep your eyes open Rafe, and I will let you know if I figure it out." He said.
"Okay." I said, and he retreated into the back of my mind.
I turned my attention to the TV, finally deciding to concentrate properly.
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Two hours later.
I decided that I had given Mia enough time and I decided to go look for her. I checked the entire upper floor, which consisted of six bedrooms and five and a half bathrooms, a theatre, a game room and a back porch area. I frowned, as I haven't seen her, so I headed downstairs, into the living room, where Chase was.
"Hey Chase."
"Alpha." He acknowledged, glancing away from the TV.
I snorted, causing him to raise an eyebrow at me.
"Chase, you're basically the same rank as me. You don't have to call me Alpha." I chuckled, causing him to smirk.
"I'm not Alpha yet." He said.
"But you will be soon." I shrugged.
"Have you seen Mia?" I asked.
A look flitted across his face, and he opened his mouth to answer me, before closing it once more.
I raised an eyebrow at him as he smiled sheepishly at me.
"Yeah I did." He said.
"Where did she go?"
"She asked me, not to tell you." He said apologetically.
I sighed in frustration, hearing him chuckle.
He had this devious smirk on his face and I looked at him questionably.
"Doesn't mean I'm not gonna tell you regardless."
"Why?" I asked.
"I'll give you three reasons." He said and I nodded.
"One, you're her mate and you should know where she is, at all times, so you can protect her as best as you can. Two, she made me her b***h for two weeks because I lost a bet, and three, she took my Lambo."I laughed at the last two reasons, shaking my head at him.
"Okay, where is she?" I asked.
"Mall."
Damn this girl.
"Can you take me there?" I sighed.
I was already thinking of ways to punish her, because something in my gut told me she went alone.
"Sure. Oh and tell her when you see her, that we're even now." He grinned.
I laughed as we both walked out of the house and into a garage. He grabbed some keys to a matte white Ferrari 458 Italia, and I whistled lowly.
"It's Mia's own. She took one of my cars so I'm taking one of hers." He smirked.
I got into the car and he started up. The faster he drove and the closer to the mall we got, the more pissed off I got. Not to mention that Angelo is even more restless now, not knowing if our mate is safe or not.
Oh, I'm going to give her something she'd never forget.
I'm coming for you Mia, and you better be f*****g prepared to take all that I'm gonna dish out.
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