My Mate Is An Omega
My Mate Is A Virgin Chapter 10

Jasper

POV

As soon as I looked away from my phone's screen, I noticed a subtle change in Dree's expression, which was weird. She wasn't as stone-faced as her mother, but she was still better at hiding her emotions than I was. Although I couldn't quite figure out the look on

her face, I immediately knew it couldn't mean anything good.

For what seemed like hours instead of seconds, my mate kept staring at me in utter silence as I stood frozen in my spot, completely ignoring the phone ringing in my hand. I swear I could see flames dancing inside her eyes, but why? Just a second ago she seemed to be lost in me. What had I done this time?

"Well, aren't you gonna answer it?" She folded her arms in front of her chest, straightening her posture, head high, serious face- queen mode. I was screwed.

Then, it finally hit me. Could she have read the caller ID? And if so, was she...jealous? Andromeda was always so confident; I had never met someone with such high self-esteem. I found it hard to believe she would feel threatened by another female, especially one who wasn't even physically present. But what else could it be?

s**t! If that was really the case, there was no way this situation would end well.

"Nah, I'm sure it's not urgent." I tried to brush it off, but as I was about to put my phone back in my pocket, she wrapped her fingers tightly around my wrist. If she applied just a little more pressure, I'm sure she would have no trouble breaking my bones. "You never know. Don't leave her hanging," she insisted, and I knew it wasn't a simple request, but a demand.

All I could do was swallow dry as I hit the green button on the screen.

"Hey, handsome! I was expecting you to call last night."

There was dead silence between us, my heart pounding in my chest as I nervously waited for her reaction, even though I knew too well where this was headed. The damage had been done; those words were all Dree needed to hear. She squinted her eyes in fury as her pupils assumed a smaller, slit shape - no doubt it was her lynx pushing closer to the surface - and then she was the one to turn on her heel and leave.

"Dree, wait!" I screamed in vain. She had already bolted towards the pack house, while I was still rooted to my spot like the f*****g i***t I was. I was a genius when it came to programming and solving problems, but when it came to relationships, I was a disaster. How could I have forgotten to tell her about my best friend? I should have foreseen that something like this could happen, and I could have prevented it if I had just talked to her, like normal couples do. But then again, I found it so damn hard to talk to her. Besides, nothing had ever happened between me and Sasha - but of course, she couldn't possibly know that.

"Hello? You there?" With my heart sinking inside my chest as I stared at yet another mess I had made, I completely forgot that my best friend was still on the line. "Sorry, Sasha. I'm gonna have to call you back."

"Wha-" The sound of her voice was cut off the minute I ended our call, ready to take action. I still didn't know what I was going to do, but I knew I had to do something.

My mind was racing as I ran after Andromeda. Every second beside her was a rollercoaster, and if I had been on top of the world a moment ago, now I had hit rock bottom yet again. This is why I was so adamant about taking things slow; if the ghosts of my past could come back to haunt me at any time, I'd rather she didn't regret having done anything with me. She needed to know what being with me meant. I could live with her hating me; I had been despised by most for a good portion of my life, so I was used to dealing with it. I just couldn't afford to scar her and leave her just as f****d up as I was.

After following her scent all the way up to the second floor, I wound up at the door of the Gamma suite, still lacking a proper plan. I wrapped my hand around the doorknob expecting to just push it open, but after trying and failing a few times, I assumed Dree had locked it from the inside. There was only one key to our room, and I kept it with me at all times; or at least I thought I did. I instinctively rummaged through my pockets in search of the object, but when I couldn't replace it, I realized she must have taken it from me without me even noticing, much like she had done yesterday before our date.

"Oh, for f**k's sake!" I cursed under my breath, uselessly trying to force the door open.

I knew my mate had no intentions of letting me in. With the amount of noise I was making as I ridiculously tried to break into my own room, there was no way she hadn't realized that I was here. She would probably keep on ignoring me if I tried to negotiate with her. So, there was only one option left.

Without thinking, I used my werewolf strength to kick the door open; it would be hard to explain how that happened when an Omega came to fix it, but I'd just have to figure it out later. Once that had been dealt with, I was ready to get to my mate, but as soon as I walked in I was hit with something...soft? I only had one second to realize it was a pillow before I got hit with another one. Through glimpses of the blurry fluffy objects flying at me, I was able to see the future Lynx Queen kneeling on the king-sized bed, throwing the decorative pillows at me.

I opened my mouth to try and fix the situation, but she was quicker. "Maybe I should have listened to you! It seems you truly are a worthless manwhore!" For some reason, her words made my heart sink. She wasn't wrong, but...it still hurt. "You said you used to sleep around, but I guess you forgot to tell me that you kept a side chick!"

"I promise you, it's not what you think!" With furrowed brows and no hesitation, threw yet another pillow at me. "Ouch! Didn't you say cats were used to sharing anyway?" The words slipped out of my mouth before I could think, and I immediately regretted it. Of course, it didn't take long for me to be hit by the next soft flying missile.

"Yes, which is why I understood your decision to have multiple partners before me. I never said I wanted to share though!"

"And you don't have to! Dree, will you please just-" The next pillow hit me pretty hard, causing me to momentarily lose balance. Her aim was getting better and better, and with the amount of decorative pillows I had, she was far from running out of ammunition. Even through the stress of our first argument, my recently-acquired Gamma instincts kicked in. I analyzed the situation, realizing there was no way I would get her to listen to me as long as there was such a big distance between us - both literally and metaphorically. Using my werewolf speed, I bolted towards her, swiftly lifting her off the bed to pin her against the wall.

But I guess my analytical brain miscalculated a few things.

Werecats were known to be stronger than wolves, and I guess my princess didn't really appreciate being dominated by a male. In the blink of an eye, she switched our positions, causing a hiss to leave my lips when my back hit the drywall, creating a whole in it. I gasped for air, but before I could fill my lungs, she skillfully brought her arm up to my neck.

"This is so hot!" Phoenix purred inside my head, seemingly unbothered by the lack of oxygen we were getting.

I had no doubt she could murder me right now if she wanted to. As I watched the white flames dancing in her eyes, I prayed to the Goddess that she wasn't mad enough to kill, because there was no point in trying to fight her. So, I did the only thing I hoped would help calm her down - I wrapped my arms tightly around her waist and pulled her closer to me.

There was an immediate change in her expression. I could tell part of her anger had momentarily subsided as my gesture surprised her. The pull between us became stronger, her diamond eyes drawing me in. The sparks of electricity that erupted from our contact were also more intense, like burning flames. In the middle of such a delicate situation, it seemed slightly wrong for me to be enjoying the tantalizing sensation of her crotch pressing against mine. Focus, Jasper! I scolded myself. As she relaxed, she loosened her grip around my neck, finally giving me a chance to speak.

"It's not what you think, Dree." I struggled to let the first words out, still trying to catch my breath. She frowned again, but thankfully allowed me to continue. "Sasha is my friend. She moved away a few weeks before I met you."

"A friend with benefits?" she inquired, raising one of her brows.

I shook my head. "Just a friend. We never did anything; she's more like a sister to me, and I doubt she's ever thought of me in a romantic way." My answer seemed to calm her down, encouraging me to keep going. "Besides, her fated mate would definitely kick my a*s if I so much as thought about touching her."

"So why did she call you handsome?" she spat, visibly offended.

"Playful flirting was our thing." I shrugged.

There was silence between as she stared at me for a moment longer, as if she was trying to tell if I was being honest. In the end, she sighed, looking down as she backed away to allow me to recompose myself. I tried to approach her, but she turned around. She didn't seem angry this time, but rather...ashamed?

"Goddess, now it was me who made a fool of myself." Dree brushed one of her arms with her other hand in clear discomfort. I had never seen her this vulnerable; she always seems so strong and full of herself. Whether it was the bond between us or the guilt I already felt, I couldn't help but sympathize with her. When she finally turned back to glance at me, there was genuine regret in her eyes. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have lashed out at you before giving you the chance to explain yourself." She released a heavy sigh, crossing her arms. "I seriously need to learn to control my emotions like my mother always says, but just the thought of you going behind my back..."

A half smirk lit up my face. "Were you jealous, princess?" For the first time since I learned about her being a virgin, I felt comfortable teasing her. I took a step forward, lifting her chin up with one hand while the other moved strands of her golden hair away from her face. "Not gonna lie... it was kinda hot."

"Oh? Maybe I should put on my green-eyed b***h act more often, then." She mimicked my expression, joining my game. I only realized that I had forgotten who I was messing with when I felt her hot breath against my lips, our mouths inches apart as she kept leaning closer. "Would you like that?" I cautiously watched as she brought her hands up to my chest, making my heart beat faster.

And as my insecurities struck me, I froze.

I expected Dree to be angry at my hesitation, or at least frustrated as usual. Instead, I could notice a hint of pain in her beautiful eyes as her face fell. It broke my heart. To know I had hurt her...it was so much worse than having her scream at me, or nearly suffocate

me.

"Come on, Jasper. If what you said was true, prove it to me. Prove I'm the only woman in your life," she pleaded.

I couldn't bring myself to deny her request.

With a deep breath, I let go of my uncertainty just slightly in hopes of showing her what I meant. Again, I snaked my arms around her waist, bringing her close enough for her lips to crash against mine. The more I got used to the amazing sensation of tasting her, the easier it was to control my urges. As long as I didn't let my guard down, which would allow Phoenix to take over, I felt comfortable with trying something I hadn't had the courage to try yet. It was still a risk, but I couldn't afford to hurt my princess any further. While my tongue devoured her mouth, I let one of my hands travel down the small of her back until I reached my target. A surprised gasp left her lips, breaking our kiss for a brief second when I squeezed her perfectly round a*s, unable to fight back a groan myself. Instinctively, I pulled her closer, letting my hard d**k press against her in an attempt to show her exactly what kind of effect she had on me.

Testing my limits, I slid my other hand over her stomach, feeling her through her dress. My breathing was ragged as I constantly tried to fight the beast inside of me, begging me to tear off the annoyingly thin fabric preventing us from feeling her velvet skin; as exhausting as it was, the sensation was rewarding enough.

A surge of braveness struck me, and I finally allowed my hand to cup one of her full breasts. I had been dying to touch them ever since I first laid eyes on them. It was like a dream come true. My c**k twitched inside my jeans, eager to get some attention. She seemed to feel it as she moaned against my mouth, and I couldn't describe what it did to me. I bit down on her bottom lip to try and contain my desire, but when I tasted her blood, I realized Phoenix was starting to win the battle.

It was the hardest, most painful thing for me to pull away from her, but I needed to breathe in order to regain focus.

"Is this what you wanted?" Her melodic voice broke the silence, making it even harder for me to concentrate. Although she was panting, she seemed to want more. "Were you trying to make me beg for you?"

I opened my eyes to look into hers. "Not at all. I want to give you the world, my princess. I really do. It's just..." I looked away for a second, sighing. Was I really ready to tell her? Or better yet, was I finally ready to face my own demons? A second of crazy was all it took for me to push away my doubts, and I suddenly felt ready to confess my insecurities to both of us. Our gazes locked again, and after a deep breath, I opened my mouth. "Listen, Dree. The truth is-"

Before I could even start, she crashed her mouth against mine again, forcing me to shut up. I was stunned at first, and a bit disappointed, but maybe it was for the best. What the hell was I thinking anyway? She wouldn't understand; I didn't even understand what I was about to say. Lost in thought, I barely noticed her true intentions until I felt her hand over my erection. I hissed in pleasure when she stroked my d**k through my jeans. Goddess, was she really an inexperienced virgin? Her expert hands made it hard to believe that.

I would have allowed her to go on, both because I wanted to let her have a little bit of me, and because I needed to feel her touch. But when I heard the sound of my zipper, I knew I wouldn't be able to resist her if she succeeded in freeing my d**k from my pants. Adrenaline hit me and I wrapped my fingers around her wrist, securing her in place. When I broke our kiss to look at her, I expected to see frustration in her expression, but she seemed oddly satisfied.

"You will break, Jasper Stray. I will make sure of it." Damn it, even her threats sounded so f*****g sexy.

But before she could stay true to her promise, her eyes clouded over, interrupting our moment. I couldn't decide if I was relieved or disappointed.