Her Forbidden Human Mate

He's mine

(Tessa POV)

I hurried down the sidewalk wide eyed as I saw the booths up ahead. I was meeting Rowan at the farmers market for our second date, well technically third if you count our first night. My eyes started to frantically search the crowd of shoppers as his scent filled my nose.

Then I spotted him.

My heart skipped a beat at the sight of him. He looked casual yet gorgeous in his jeans and jacket. His hair was a tad messy as the breeze ruffled it. I sent him a text 'I'm here.'

I watched him look down at his phone to see my message then his eyes began searching the people, a smile spreading on his face. Our eyes locked and I thought my legs would turn to jello. He hustled over to meet me.

"Good morning," he greeted, running his hand through his hair. "You look stunning." His eyes scanned me over. I felt my cheeks blush.

"Thanks, you look great too," I reciprocated. Rowan held my gaze for a few seconds, seeming just as mesmerized with me as I was with him.

"Have you been to the market before?" he asked gesturing to the numerous booths behind us.

"No I actually haven't," I answered, "I can never seem to get here when it's open," I added quickly.

The pack had a farmers market for produce and flowers daily in the center of town, it was just part of our daily routine but I had never been to the humans version.

"I love the market, I'm glad I get to show it to you," Rowan said with a smile. "Shall we?" He extended his arm to me and I gladly hooked mine in his.

For the rest of the morning, we tried samples of delicious dips, jams, juice, created our own bouquet of flowers, and sipped coffee we got from a food truck. I was in awe of the human market and how friendly everyone was. This was the most I had spent interacting with humans aside from the bars and clubs I visited.

Rowan invited me to his apartment for brunch (whatever that was) and I happily accepted. I wanted to be wherever he was. Dez, my wolf, was yearning for him.

Once inside his apartment, Rowan found a vase for the flowers and put them in water. He then got out the supplies he had bought for brunch (which I found out was a fun word for breakfast/lunch- thanks to a quick Google search I did while Rowan was fixing up the bouquet). I sat at his kitchen table watching him cook as he insisted I didn't help. He wanted to treat me. He had slipped off his jacket, leaving a white T-shirt that hugged him in the best way. I got lost admiring his body as Dez yipped and panted inside my head.

Suddenly Rowan's eyes were on me. I realized he had asked a question. I had only heard a little of his words as my mind was busy imagining what I wanted to do to him.

Eggs... He had asked something about eggs...

"Surprise me," I replied cooly. Rowan grinned in response then turned back to his cooking. Whew! My response had made sense.

A few minutes later, Rowan served me. We were seated across from each other savoring the meal.

"You are an excellent chef," I complimented. I was very impressed. Most males in the pack couldn't navigate a kitchen. I liked being spoiled and catered to.

Rowan kept holding my gaze as he ate. I met his eyes and watched as his parted lips took in his next bite. I gulped as I felt my desire for him surge. I noticed a small smudge of jam lingering on his lower lip. Without thinking twice I reached over and gently wiped his lip. He closed his eyes at my touch and seemed to shiver. I was intrigued by his reaction. It seemed profound, like he felt the mate bond as well but that wasn't possible was it? When he reopened his eyes, his blue grey orbs darkened with his desire. I pulled my hand back but he gently caught it.

"Thanks," he sighed, gently rubbing the skin on my hand. I let him intangle his fingers in mine on the table. I held his intense gaze.

"Can I kiss you," he whispered.

I sucked in a breath and nodded. He leaned toward me and caressed my lips so gently.I eagerly returned his kiss. When we parted we were both breathing heavy. I felt my lips tingle from his touch. Rowan took my hand and carefully stood up, bringing me close to him. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he pulled my waist against him. We were so close our noses almost touched.

"I-Ive never felt this way for someone," Rowan whispered almost in awe. "I feel like I've known you forever despite just meeting you."

I felt my heart skip a beat upon hearing his words. It appeared Rowan could in fact feel the mate bond. My wolf hummed with joy.

"Me neither," I answered then I crashed my lips on his.

Rowan instantly responded by deepening the kiss. I caressed his neck and played with his soft hair. Rowan eagerly trailed kisses down my neck and a soft moan escaped my lips. Before I knew it Rowan had lifted me to sit on the counter as he continued his pleasurable assault on my neck, going to my collar bone. I felt blissfully happy and realized Ellie was right. There was no way this could be a mistake.

Rowan scooped me up and carried me to his bedroom. I giggled, going for the ride. He deposited me gently on his bed then hovered above me. I felt my cheeks burn as he gazed at me.

"I could look at you all day," he said softly before trailing kisses down my neck.

I was aching to be touched by him. I hastily tugged on his t shirt and he allowed me to pull it off. I then pushed him onto the bed, switching spots with him. I removed my own shirt and bra as well. Rowan's hands caressed my skin sending tingles all over me. I hungrily met his lips, intoxicated by his scent. Soon we were enthralled in each other's naked embrace. I rode him, as Rowan met me with rhythmic thrusts.

In the throws of passion I kissed his neck, feeling his pulse on my lips. I felt my fangs growing, urging me to mark him. It was a risky thing to do. As a wolf it meant sealing my connection with him. As a vampire, it meant tasting his sweet blood. Could I keep myself in control? After all, we didn't drink live. We had a great system in place at the pack where we could distribute blood to drink. We were told it came from donors who were paid handsomely.

Dez, my wolf, was begging me to mark Rowan. She wanted me to feel as connected to him as she did. She wanted everyone to know he was ours. Being with him felt so good and I was so close to an amazing orgasm. He was my mate, wolf or not. I wanted no one but him.

I sunk my teeth into his neck. Rowan let out a sudden gasp but did not push me away. I tasted a drop of his blood and pulled away from his neck as we climaxed together. I leaned on his chest, both of us breathing raggedly. I raised up on my elbow and saw Rowan staring up at me with glossy eyes. I held my breath, waiting for him to panic, accusing me of biting him like a nut case but I was able to breathe again as a wide grin spread on his lips. He brushed the hair away from my face and kissed my lips lightly.

I untangled myself from him, rolling to his side. It was then that I snuck a peek at his neck. The mark was there. It was subtle but I had claimed him as my mate.