Loving My Mate

First of Firsts

****Mature Content in this Chapter*******

I’ve buried myself into paperwork for hours.  I look at the clock and its already 8pm.  Then I hear a faint knock on the door.  “Enter.”  The door opens slowly and Brighton pokes her head in.  “Is it a bad time?” she speaks softly. 

I hate that she feels like she can’t come straight into the office.  “Of course not baby, come in.”  I get up and round the desk and give her a hug.  She embraces me back and it just feels so perfect.  I pull back and look at her.  She’s just so damn beautiful.  Even covered in paint.  “Did you finish the room yet?”

She gives me a half smile.  ‘Yes, I just got done with it.  We have to take pictures then load furniture in….  Um, can we talk Harris?”  I swallow air as I nod my head.  We each take a seat on the chairs in front of my desk.  I still have a hold of her hands because I hope she’s not going to give me bad news.  “I want to apologize to you Harris.  I didn’t realize introducing you to Tony would upset you.”

I start to interrupt her but she silences me with a finger to my lips.  I groan then kiss her finger.  She smirks at me before releasing her finger, starting again.  “It’s still unreal for me to have you as a mate Harris.  I still have a part of me that’s constantly saying I’m not good enough to be your mate, or the packs’ luna, and it’s something that will get better with time.  I just don’t want to be an embarrassment.  And before you be all amazing and assure me that I won't be, I know that I am good enough, I just need to convince myself more often than not okay?” 

“You’re perfect for me Brighton.  I’m the one that should be worried about embarrassing you.  I mean hell, you can’t even introduce me to your friend without me acting like a jackass.”  I give her a wary smile as she scoffs at me. 

“I’m sorry about that Brigh, I really am.”  I pull her into my lap and tuck a strand behind her ear and gaze into her beautiful face.  “You said he was your dearest friend.  How long have you known him?” 

She looks down at her hands then looks back at me as if she doesn’t want to tell me.  My stomach drops in preparing for the worst.  “I met him at a party about 6 months after my parents funeral.  I’m sure Dustin told you about my poor choices when it came to drinking around that time, yea?”  I could only nod at her.  I’m not liking where this is headed.  “We bumped into each other at a party, and both of us drowned in our own sorrows.  He would take care of me when I got too far gone, and I did the same for him.  When Dustin busted me out for partying too much, Tony and I would go to each other’s places to party alone.  We both fed into each other’s abuse.  When I quit drinking, we stopped talking for the longest, and when I was finally getting better, I reached out to him and helped him sober up.” 

She’s talking about her painful memories, but all I can focus on is her being alone with him.  Them taking care of each other.  Them being each others negative influence.  I start to feel sick.  I know I don’t deserve it with my reputation, but Brighton wanted to save herself for me… all of it for me, and she was at her lowest point in her life, with him.  Brighton’s hands are suddenly on my face looking concerned.  “Harris, baby, what’s wrong?! Why are you so pale?” Her voice is full of alarm and I scold myself for worrying her.   

I gently take her hands off my face and put them in her lap.  I’m staring at my hands encasing hers, drawing small circles with my thumbs.  “Brighton, you don’t have to answer me, but…. Did you…. I mean, with you two… did anything, did you ever…”  I can’t even get it out.  I shake my head trying to figure out how to ask her this, but she pulls one of her hands and cups my face to bring it up to stare at her.  She’s so f*****g beautiful.  Those green eyes of hers just draw me in.

“No Harris, we never did anything.  I told you when we were kids, everything belongs to my mate….. to you.  I never forgot that.”  She says it with a small smile and my heart leaps out of my chest.  I close my eyes and hold her hand to my face, turning towards her warmth. 

“How do you know?  If both of you were too far gone, something could’ve happened.”  I say in all seriousness.  She starts smiling big, and ends up actually giggling.  My confused face turns into a scowl, staring at her laughing.  She starts quieting down and is still smiling at me.  She bops me on the nose and I just glare at her.  “No darling….. nothing happened.  You see, while I was drowning my sorrows about my parents, he was drowning his sorrows because his mate rejected him… His mate was named Daniel.”  She continues to giggle and it hits me that I had nothing to be jealous about.  That's probably what Jessie was trying to tell me.  I shake my head smiling at her as she calms down from her giggling fit. 

We stare at each other, gazing into the depths of our eyes.  My eyes drop down her bow shaped lips. I slide a hand up and down her arm down her thighs.

“Brighton,” I whisper.

“Yes?” she says huskily. 

I don’t even want to ask her.  I start leaning towards her and she to me.  When our lips brush up on each other, electricity shoots down through my whole body.  She pushes her lips against mine and it’s exquisite torture.  My hand tightens on her hip as my other one holds her neck in place, not wanting her to move away.  She parts her lips and a slither of her tongue tips my mouth, and that’s all the go I need to dive my tongue into her mouth.  She gasps and moans against my mouth and my d**k starts perking to life.  I haul Brighton up and walk her over to my desk chair, where she has plenty of room to straddle me.   We never break the kiss and she attacks me with as much vigor as I’m giving her.  I pull her hair out of her ponytail and softly tug her head to the side to delve in deeper into her mouth.  Her response is gripping my shirt and grinding onto my crotch.  I groan loudly, but it’s swallowed up by her perfect tongue.  I know that we should stop, but her responses are too intense for me to ignore.

She starts pulling up my shirt and I happily oblige, lifting my arms up to get the material off.  When it’s finally off, I go back in to kiss her, but she leans back smirking, before devouring me with her eyes.  Her hands travel across my shoulders, down to my pecks, over my n*****s, and down my stomach.  Her hands are like liquid heat and I’ve never felt anything so good in all my life.  I yank her head back to feel her lips once again, and she continues to grind on my c**k.  Her soft moans and mewling sounds are going to make me make a fool of myself if she doesn’t stop.  I grab her waist to hold her still and she breaks the kiss staring at me.  “Just give me a minute babe, I’m about to go off in my pants.”  I lean my head back with my eyes squeezed shut, panting out breaths.  I feel her moving but not her lower half.  I lift my eyelids open and see that she’s taken off her tank top and is reaching behind herself to unsnap her bra.  She’s looking at me with half hooded eyes, lost in her lust.  Her lips are swollen into a dusty rose color from my kiss.  Her face is flushed as she removes her bra and tosses it to the side.  She’s bare for me from the waist up, and I take a huge gulp of air as my eyes travel down her body.  Goddess she’s perfect.  I reach my hands up and trace her breast slowly, goosebumps appearing from my touch.  “So beautiful,” I say staring at her. 

I bring her to me, and as we kiss I can feel her hardened n*****s against my chest.  This kiss is slower and way more sensual with skin to skin contact.  My arms caress her bare back as she continues to grind on me.  Her hands continue to explore my body and she reaches for my belt.  I’m so lost in ecstasy with her right now, I can’t tell her to stop.  As she pops open the button on my jeans, my office door busts open, “Harrison honey, have you seen OOH, OHMYGODDESS,”  my mom screams, fake covering her eyes with her hands.

At the same time the door opened, Brighton screams and flies off my lap into the floor, landing on her ass behind my desk.  “Mom!!!” I go to cover up what little I can with my arms and just decide to spin my hair around.   I know I’m red, but I look to the side to see an embarrassed Brighton and as bright as a tomato.  I’d laugh if my erection wasn’t hurting so bad.  “What did you need mom?” I say with a strained breath.

“Oh, well, I was looking to see if you’ve heard from Brighton, and well, yea.” 

“Yea, I have,” I said chuckling.  Brighton glares at me and I’m trying hard not to stare at her chest, while licking my lips.  Yup, trying real hard.  She just rolls her eyes at me.  “Well, I know I was asking for grandbabies, but y’all come on and get dressed.  I have dinner ready.  And I won’t take no for an answer Brighton.” 

“Yes ma’am.  We’ll be right there.” 

The office door closes and I help her up as we start giggling over the whole situation.  I give Brighton a short kiss and help her with her clothes.  Before I can put my shirt on, she grabs me by the back of my neck and pulls me to her for a hard kiss.  Sexy as f**k!  My hands gravitate towards her ass as we start making out again.  My mom starts banging on the door.  “Now you two! Or we’ll never see you!”  I mean, I would be okay with that.