The Nerd Is My Mate

The Nerd Is My Mate

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His hands kept traveling to all parts of my body as I couldn't help but bite my lips from cravings. My skin burned under his scalding touch, his hands held me firm. I bit my lips again restraining myself from moving my hips, arching my back in need of his hands to touch me higher.

There was a wicked smile that settled on the corner of his lips. He must have realized what he had done to me, I spread my legs giving him better mules to do whatever he wanted. His eyes darkened with pure desire, I couldn't stop the whimper and twitch of my hips as he went deeper inside me.

I could barely restrain myself from grabbing his hand and making him f**k me more. I loved it as his face kept twisting in pleasure and agony, the way his gaze darkened with the hazy desire that my movement was causing to rise inside the both of us.

Heat surged through me, to my legs and my belly. Even my cheeks were burning as I slipped a finger to pull the pillow to hold tight. I was getting there already and I didn't want to c*m just yet, my mind had started drifting at some point.

I closed my eyes, tilting my head on each side as I let myself drift in the warm sea of pleasure. I gasped, biting my lips as the most intense shifting got faster, and I was ready to meet it with anticipation.

His hand roamed my body, sliding up from my hips to my waist before cupping my aching breast. He kept thrusting as a cry of joy escaped my lips, I moaned with him as a gentle vibration sent a wave of pleasure through me. I was giving him a go-ahead to do whatever he wanted with me, he took one of my n*****s into his mouth making me melt under his arms as his tongue swished and circled the peak of my breast.

His skin was getting hot. He brought my chin up and gazed at me with a smile on his lips, that smirk that I loved. He bent lower kissing me and thrusting in and out as my moan intensified in between kisses.

Amber was a new student in high school but the first time she set her eyes on the boy in the library, she had an intractable force on him.

He wasn't the school bad boy but a hottie and a bookworm. He was known as the school nerd who still wore big goggles that fit perfectly well. She didn't want to agree that she had a crush on him just yet, so she decided to give up on him but fate took a twist as she began to have a stronger feeling for him as she gets to her 18th birthday.

What happens when she finds out that the boy who doesn't care about girls but books is mated to her?

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PROLOGUE
PROLOGUE I was watching him from across the quiet library. He was really focused on the book in his hands. My eyes were drawn to his cute glasses sitting perfectly on his face. It was kind of surprising to see such a good-looking guy so into a book in a library. I picked a book from the shelf, pretending I was going to work on my assignment. I sat down at a table, but I couldn't really concentrate. My eyes kept wandering back to him. He didn't even look my way, not even a quick glance. It was like I wasn't even there. Then, I saw a girl from somewhere else in the library walk smoothly over to him. She slid a folded piece of paper onto his table. For some reason, I felt really curious. What did she write to him? I rolled my eyes a little, feeling annoyed, and tried to look back at my own book. But my mind just wasn't in it. A little while later, I decided to get up and leave the library. I stood up too quickly, I guess, because I lost my balance and tumbled to the floor. "Oh, sorry," I mumbled, turning a bit red as I kept saying sorry to the other people nearby. Then, I looked in his direction, and our eyes met for the very first time. It was just for a second, but it felt like time stopped. Just then, another girl walked up to him and put a bottle of juice right in front of him. A strange feeling hit me – a mix of jealousy and anger. Why was I feeling like this? I shouldn't care who brings him juice. But I did care. It actually surprised me how much it bothered me. Even that fierce, protective part of me, my wolf side, felt angry. Thinking back, all those times I'd seen him in the library with a book, I'd felt this weird anger for no real reason. They were just books! But I was still mad that he was touching them. And it really bugged me when he'd wet his finger and turn the page. I wanted to be the one he touched like that. "Why doesn't he look at me the way he looks at his books?" I whispered to myself, quickly looking around the quiet aisles to make sure no one had heard me. The fact that I couldn't do anything about it made me even more frustrated. I'd tried to figure out why I was feeling this way, and I'd almost convinced myself it was just my hormones acting up. Sometimes he would glance at me, but then he'd kind of scoff, like I was some weirdo staring at him. I knew he loved his books more than he'd ever notice me, and that really, really hurt.

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