Chosen By My Mate's Father-in-law
Chapter 88: Two Planets

Chapter 88: Chapter 88: Two Planets

[Jasmine’s POV]

Gareth’s gray eyes darkened with need, but he swallowed and broke eye contact with me. For a moment, we were silent, and the only sound in the room was the bath draining.

“If you keep looking at me like that, you’re going to make me lose grip of what little self-control I have,” Gareth muttered as he finished drying my hair.

His words made desire shoot up my spine. Was it possible that he wanted me as much as I wanted him?

“Keep looking at you like what?” I whispered and took a small step forward.

Our bodies were only a breath away. If I dropped my towel, I would be completely naked. Gareth’s shirt was practically see-through. We were alone. How far did I want this to go?

In the back of my mind, I wondered if it was smart to play this dangerous game.

But even if someone offered me a million dollars, I wouldn’t leave this room.

I wouldn’t leave Gareth.

His eyes locked on mine, and the energy that flowed between us was so strong that I could almost touch it.

“Like you’re still under the influence of the drug laced with aphrodisiacs,” he answered, his voice low and gravelly.

I raised the hand that wasn’t holding my towel against my body and gently trailed it down his arm. “The only drug that’s affecting me right now is you. My desire for you is like a drug.”

Gareth shut his eyes and pulled in a long breath, like he was asking the Moon Goddess for strength.

Acting on instinct alone, I closed the distance between us. Pressing my soft body against his hard one, I tilted my head and kissed his sensual lips. My arm wrapped around his back, and I urged him closer, moaning as my hard nipples came in contact with his chest.

Gareth didn’t immediately kiss me back. His body was frozen as I gently bit his bottom lip. I could tell that he was shocked by my boldness. I was too. As my tongue touched his, I enjoyed the moment, knowing that any second now, Gareth was going to pull away and give me a speech about being responsible.

But that didn’t happen.

Instead, his warm hand slid around the back of my neck and crushed me closer, his tongue sliding against mine possessively.

I moaned in pleasure and surprise, and he used the opportunity to claim my mouth, tipping my head back further, tasting and possessing my mouth. Gareth’s mouth tasted like spice, and his lips felt like sin against mine.

Then his warm hands gripped my hips, and he lifted me, wrapping my legs around his waist. My towel fell to the floor, and my nipples hardened even more when the cool air hit them. We let out simultaneous moans when my wet center pressed against his jean-clad erection.

Our movements became frenzied as we made out. My hands slipped under his shirt and roamed over his muscled back. I wanted to tear his clothes off him. I wanted to feel his sweaty skin against mine.

Gareth moved his mouth away, and I let out a whine in protest and bucked my hips. But his lips never left my body as they traveled across my cheek, nipped my earlobe, and moved against the sensitive skin of my neck. His mouth left searing kisses in his wake that drove me absolutely wild.

“You taste so good,” he murmured against my skin, making me shiver.

His tongue flicked against my flushed skin as he cupped my ass and carried me out of his bathroom.

This time, he did bring me to his large white bed.

My breathing became shallow as he sucked on my neck. I didn’t care if he left a mark.

With a jolt, I realized that I wanted that. I wanted him to claim me. To put some sort of mark on me so that other shifters would know that he had claimed my body.

If only for a short time.

His lips traveled back to mine, and he pressed such a sweet and soft kiss that it made me sigh in happiness.

Gareth’s hand gently grasped the back of my head as he lay me down on his fluffy comforter. Immediately, his sandalwood scent flooded my senses, and my need for him increased tenfold.

My hair fanned across his bed, and I spread my arms out, my body on full display for him.

With heat in his gaze, he looked at me like we were two planets, and he had gotten caught in my orbit. His eyes ran over my bare breasts, flared hips, and tan thighs like I wanted his hands to.

“Gorgeous,” he whispered.

He leaned down and captured my mouth again, his insistent tongue tracing my lips until I opened my mouth. His erection pressed against my hard bundle of nerves until I was bucking my hips, going crazy with need.

It was nothing like the desire I felt when I was drugged. This lust wasn’t painful or frightening. Before, I could only think about the heat growing inside of me until I was in danger of it burning me alive.

Now, all I could think about was Gareth.

As he began to kiss my neck again, his warm hands trailed down my naked body, stopping to pinch my nipple.

A loud, desperate groan escaped me as my warm center grew wetter. I was dripping with need for this man.

Gareth moved lower down my body, and anticipation made my hands tremble as I threaded them through his hair.

He licked and sucked my hard nipple, rolling the other between his fingers. Then, he switched, pulling my other nipple into his warm mouth and pinching the other.

“Yes...more,” I begged.

Black dots exploded in front of my vision as pleasure shot through me.

Oh, what this man could do to me!

I leaned up on my elbows to watch him expertly work my body.

He kissed his way down my stomach, then paused and looked up at me. The warm expression on his face made me gasp.

He tucked my hair behind my ear. “You are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen, Jasmine.”

My eyes widened, and my chest stirred with emotion.

“Gareth,” I murmured. His name was the only thing I could think of to say.

He closed his eyes, and a small grin crossed his face like hearing me say his name gave him pleasure.

As he stood, I thought that he was going to undress so that he could take me, but he kneeled on the ground before me and grasped my ankles, dragging me until I was on the edge of the bed.

“I really want to taste you, Jasmine. I want to lick your clit until you come around my tongue. Can I?”

My mouth dropped open, and I lost the ability to speak.

I nodded and pushed his head toward my warm center.

“Eager, are we?” he chuckled.

His warm breath on my center made me buck my hips.

Gareth didn’t waste any time. With his hypnotic gray eyes on mine, he lowered his head and licked my wetness.

“Gareth!” I gasped, scratching my nails down his back.

My body was trembling in pleasure. He set a steady rhythm flicking my clit with his tongue, and an intense sensation began to build up deep inside me.

Gareth threw my legs over him, and I pressed the heels of my feet into his muscular back. As he licked my hard bundle of nerves, his eyes scanned my face like he was committing what I looked like to memory. He was the only one who had seen me naked in bed with lust in my eyes, on the verge of an orgasm. Elliot and I had only made out in his car or under the bleachers at school.

What I was sharing with Gareth was so much more. Not just physically, but emotionally.

Elliot and I had been a couple for two years. Gareth and I weren’t even casually seeing each other. But I was fully intending to let him make love to me right now. What I felt for Gareth was indescribable. He made me experience emotions I didn’t even know I had. Even though Elliot had been my fated mate, Gareth was the man who seemed to hold my heart in the palm of his hands.

Just as I came to this revelation, Gareth frantically started to rub my clit with his thumb. The growing pressure inside of me finally exploded, like hot water boiling over a pot. My back arched, and I gripped his head closer to my warm center.

“Gareth!” I screamed as I rode out my orgasm.

He kept licking up my wetness as I came, my body alive with pleasure.

Finally, when I came down from my high—flushed and gasping for breath—our gazes met, and the lust in his eyes made me wonder what else he had in store for me.