The Claiming by Cooper (Jara & Mason)
Chapter 21 Mason
The frission of excitement I felt when Jara’s guard came to tell me she wanted me to walk her home tonight was quickly replaced with apprehension when I saw one of my pack members talking to her.
I wasn’t sure what it meant that he kept looking over at me as he was talking to her. The reality is, I would recommend any member of my pack members to her. I ensure that my pack members are good men, good wolves. He’s vying for her attention and surprisingly, she gives it to him. My curiosity is nearly eating me alive when I see her guard inform Jara loudly that it’s time to head back. While they are all saying goodnight, I slip out the back door, moving around the side of the house. Her guard had told me to meet them off to the side of where the cars are waiting for them. After they leave, he said he would have Jara join me.
I watch the omegas pile into their car, chittering away at the discussions they had with their claimants this evening. I smile at their excitement. That’s how it should be. Unfortunately, Jara and Hana are smart to be reticent about the process. It doesn’t always work to the female’s benefit. Jara’s sister, Mila, is a perfect example.
I watch as Hana and Jara come out next. When they get to the car, I step out of the shadows. I see Hana’s eyes widen before she looks at Jara.
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“I’ve asked Alpha Mason to walk me back to our housing.” She tells Hana.
“That’s allowed?” Hana asks her.
“Apparently. There are a couple of rules, but nothing impeding you from doing the same. At least not until tomorrow.” Jara says to her.
“It would have to be one of my claimants.” Hana guesses.
“Or for me, someone not in another’s lottery.” Jara tells her.
I see Hana thinking it over before looking at the main house behind her.
“See you later.” Jara sings out to her before walking over to me.
“What was that about?” I ask her, watching as Hana sends one of her guards back into the main house.
“Hana is interested in getting to know Seth better.”
“Hmmm, I’d be sad for my Beta, but your brother is a good Alpha.”
“Yes, he is. I’m glad you agree with that.”
“Oh, why is that?” I ask her, taking her arm in mine and beginning a slow stroll toward their housing.
“If you didn’t agree that my brother was a good Alpha, this date would be over.”
I stop, turning to face her and taking her hands, pulling her to face me. “Is that what this is? A date?”
She shrugs. “Well, it’s the closest thing to a date we’re going to get at the claiming. Wouldn’t you agree?”
I feel jealousy rearing its ugly head. “But you’ve been on dates back home? Real dates?” I ask her, not sure I want to know the answer.
She shakes her head. “No.” She shrugs again. “It’s not safe for any of us, but definitely not me as an Alpha female, to go on a date alone with an unmated male.”
“Would it upset you to know that I’m glad to hear that?” I ask her.
“You’re glad I’ve never dated anyone?”
“Very glad. Now, when I catch you, I can be your first everything. First k*iss.” I run my index f*inger over her luscious l*ips. “First date.” I slide my f*inger down her chin to her throat. “First and only mate.” I say, sliding my f*inger over her mate mark, watching as her b*ody shivers at my t*ouch.
I look up to see Seth jogging in Hana’s direction. “Come on. We should give them some privacy and have some for ourselves. I don’t want your brother wasting his valuable time with Hana trying to beat me up for spending time with his sister.”
We turn and begin walking. When her guard let me know that Jara wanted me to walk her home, I wondered if she had something specific to talk about, or if she’d just wanted to get to know me better. Part of me, a large part of me, was hoping she wanted me to k*iss her again. Her l*ips taste like sweet cream sprinkled with nutmeg. They’re delicious.
“So, Jara. What do you want in a mate? If you could choose your own mate, what would you want?”
I wish I could see her face more clearly because I swear she frowns at my question. “No one has ever asked me that before.”
“Well, I’m asking you now.” I tell her.
I watch as she pulls her shoulders back, ready for a fight that isn’t going to happen. I want her, and I want her to be happy as my mate. Unless she has a ridiculous request, I’m willing to give her almost anything.
“I want a mate who sees me as their equal. I want to be a partner in my pack, not a baby-making machine. I want a voice.” She thinks for a moment, and I stay quiet. “I want to see my family. I don’t want to be cut off from them.” She gives me a side-eye glance and I nod, staying silent. “And I want to continue to train. I want to be able to protect myself, my pack and my children when my mate and I decide to have them.”
“All of that sounds very reasonable.” I say to her.
She stops, turning toward me. “It does?”
I graze the back of my f*ingers over her cheek. “It does to me.”
“You would let me continue sparring?”
“I would want you to, for the same reasons you just mentioned. What’s the point of having a strong mate if I force her to become the exact opposite of what I wanted for me and my pack.”
“And you would give me a voice?”
I slide my f*inger under her chin, lifting it so she’ s looking directly at me. “I am now, aren’t I?” “I want k*isses, too.” She blurts out and even in the darkness of the night, I can see her blush, feel the heat on her cheeks.
“You wouldn’t even need to ask me if you were my mate. You could steal as many k*isses as you want from me. Whenever, wherever you want them.” I tell her, hoping that I can encourage her to initiate a k*iss with me.
“What if I want you to k*iss me right now?” She asks, defiantly.
“You’re an Alpha, Jara.” I crook my f*inger at her. “Come take what you want.”
I see the innocence, then the determination in her eyes before she leans in, her eyes never leaving mine. I lean in, only just enough for her to reach my l*ips. I want her to know that she is free to initiate any intimacy with me that she wants.
When her l*ips t*ouch mine, I close my eyes and follow her lead, k*issing her gently, tentatively. When her hands grip the front of my shirt and she deepens the k*iss, I respond in kind, wrapping my arms around her waist and holding her as we k*iss.
When I hear her soft m*oan, I slide a h*and through her hair, cupping the back of her head, tilting her head just a bit before I slide my t*ongue across the seam of her l*ips. This time, she doesn’t hesitate. She opens her m*outh and her acceptance has me losing control. I growl and take control, dominating her m*outh, tasting her while I pull her b*ody t*ight against mine.
Her arms go around my n*eck her soft m*oans turning to whimpers, her arousal begins scenting the air around us and my wolf rumbles in p*leasure at her response to us.
I k*iss her until we both need air. I pull away, leaning my forehead against hers. “Any time you want a k*iss from me, feel free to come and get it.”