Take Me Once, I'll Bleed You Twice novel Chapter 106

Chapter 106

This wasn’t Riaghaire. This was Hendricks

whose hand was currently sliding its way into her pants. Her body froze, causing her mate to chuckle “Nervous?,” he whispered in a voice that promised she would enjoy every moment of what he had planned.

“No. Stop,” she told him, voice breathless and shaky

“Stop?,” he echoed, his lips moving from her mouth down her neck towards his mark. If he touched that…

“Hendricks, I said stop.” She managed to speak more forcibly this time and it was his turn to freeze.

He pulled back a little, frowning as he removed his hand from her pants. Using it to prop himself up, he gave her a confused book. “What’s wrong? Aren’t you enjoying yourself?”

“That’s… that’s not the issue,” she told him, trying to stop her voice from shaking. She needed to get out from under him but that would require him to move. His weight on her felt so good, so right, and his excitement only made it harder to get her thoughts in order. “Can you…” She gave his chest a small push, quickly removing her hands from him when she realized skin on skin contact was not smart. It felt like the palms of her hands were on fire the second they’d made contact.

She really, really needed him to move.

It took a couple of seconds before he obliged, sitting back so she was able to scurry out from under him. In her haste, Beatrice scurried off the bed, landing with a crash on the floor. “Ow…”

“Beatrice,” Hendricks called out, worry in his voice as he reached to help.

“Don’t,” she snapped, breathing heavily as she slid along the floor to add more distance between them. “Don’t touch me. Please.”

“I don’t understand,” he expressed, looking confused. “You were enjoying yourself.”

“That’s not the point,” she exclaimed, using an arm to cover her chest, as if he hadn’t already seen what she was trying to hide Yeah, why not be embarrassed about something like that when she had a bigger problem on her hands.

Hendricks made to get off the bed but Beatrice held up a hand, telling him to stop. “Just… don’t,” she said. “I can’t. Not

not now. Not ever

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“What…?,” he asked incredulously. “But… you felt it. I know you did. That’s the mate bond, Beatrice. No one else can make you feel this wa

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“Yeah, I’ve figured that much out,” she muttered as her heart continued to race “It’s still not the point. It doesn’t gaiter it doesnt matter how c physical chemistry we have, Hendricks. Whatever we’d end up domy would just be sex, nothing more. It would i be some great proklamation of hove mate bonding, or whatever you want it to be. Maybe it’ll be that way for you but, for me, it would just be sex and nothing more I will never have we won’t allow myself to love you. Not now. Not ever”

Hendricks stared at Beatrice for a long time, his face showing little emotion “Why?” he finally asked

“I already told you why,” she replied “I’ve been telling you why from the start. I’m done repeating myself

More silence.

and I get caught up in that I in sorry the rest isn’t important Finally, he let out a sigh. “I’m sorry, Beatrice For everything It’s not exactly easy for me, either For wolves this is normal for us I forget that you’re not… that you’re human. To me, you’re my mate first

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“Do you think you’ll ever be able to forgive me?” he verdured.

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Could she see herself ever forgiving him? No. Years down the line, when this was nothing more than start memory Beserve bad lowing the wild ||| blame him for what happened, still have the same anger bubbling to the surface Even if she crank finds in bred to form Song would impact every single part of whatever relationship the ould have built she would saver be able to trust that would be alters star and

“No.” There was no need to say more, no need to explain why. He needed to accept the fact that what he was was a son- Full as for’s sold trum as much just after he’d marked her and Beatrice was a woman of her word

The hopeful look on his face melted away, replaced with defeat, then no emotion at all. “Alright then.”

That was it? Beatrice frowned. That was far too easy. None of the wolves she’d had the displeasure of interacting with thus far were understanding, especially when the word ‘no’ was involved. What was he up to?

She watched as Hendricks got off the bed and walked towards the door, where he paused. Without looking back, he said, “I am sorry, Beance. For what

have to do.”

He left before she had a chance to demand an explanation. What did he have to do? It was the most ominous thing someone had ever said to Beatrice and she was not interested in finding out what he’d meant first hand.

She waited a minute, making sure he wasn’t about to burst back into the room, before daring to move.

As she fixed her pants and retrieved her shirt from the floor, Beatrice debated her options. She was still in the city- after all. Should she attempt an escape? Throw caution to the wind and make a break for it?

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A glance out the window told Beatrice she was, once again, on the third floor. No jumping to freedom. The only other way ou door Hendricks had left through. Fantastic.

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