Chapter 6

As Leslie’s eyes fluttered opened, she took a look at her surroundings and realized it was not a dream. She was indeed trapped in a dresser with Nathan.

Nathan’s grip tightened as he pulled her closer. His breath hot against her ear, sending shivers down her spine. “You’re mine Les, all mine and I won’t let you go.” Leslie couldn’t tell what she wanted. Unsure whether to run or surrender. All she wanted that minute was to taste his wet lips.

She smacked her lips and gently whispered. “Fuck, fuck you Nathan.” Her voice was weak, lacking any real bite to her bark. Nathan’s laughter was low and husky, his body leaning into hers. “You say that but your body tells me something else. I can see your knees trembling Les, Let me help with that.”

She felt his hands go down to her ankle and slowly he began running up her legs. Leslie struggled with her emotions. That minute she had to decide what she wanted, give into her desires or flee.

“No, no, no.” She cried out. “ I won’t do this with you Nathan.” But Nathan’s whispers were relentless, his soft breath on her skin. “Come on Les, we both know this is what we want.”

Leslie was crumbling. Her body screaming for his touch. But She had to pull herself together and get away from him. He leaned in for a kiss and Leslie snapped. She smacked him in the head and quickly exited the dresser.

On her way out she turned back to say. “Nothing can ever and will never happen between us again.” And with that she was gone.

“For now Les.” Nathan whispered to himself with a little giggle. He could feel her desire and he knew it was just a matter of time.

Exiting the store, Leslie couldn’t help but wondered what could have been if she allowed Nathan to go on. For heaven’s sake she still loved him. Biting her lips with each step she kept on fantasizing about everything.

With each passing day Leslie would always encounter Nathan on her daily routes to town. He would follow her and be in her sight for the entirety of her outing. This went on for quite a while, and Leslie became used to seeing him around her and would catch herself looking for him whenever she didn't see him. Nathan would always look for chances to interact with her, and would sometimes make her laugh.

Leslie still loved Nathan but she couldn’t forgive him for what happened in the past.

Weeks had passed and it was time for the charity gala. Leslie really wanted to make a statement at the event.

As the former Luna of greyhound pack she had to put up a show.

For the event Leslie chose a stunning black dress which brought out her brown eyes in her petite body. As she made her way downstairs her guards couldn’t help but stare at her. All wondering why anyone would let someone like her go.

As she arrived at the gala, Leslie was immediately swarmed by reporters and photographers. She smiled and waved, posing for photos and answering questions about her outfit and her charity work. She made her way into the ballroom, Leslie's eyes scanned the crowd, searching for one person in particular. Nathan.

She hadn’t seen him in a while and hoped to see him at the event since he always knew how to find her. As they say one can never forget the smell of their mate she taught to herself while letting out a little giggle. As she mingled with the other guest she noticed a distant figure standing alone and watching her with an intensity that made her heart skip a beat.

It was Nathan. She had been waiting for him all night and was so excited to see him. Her pulse quickened as she made her way through the crowds, her eyes locked on Nathan's. She could feel the weight of his gaze on her, and she knew that she was drawn to him like a moth to a flame.

As she approached the east wing of the mansion, Leslie saw Nathan heading towards a door. She quickened her pace, her heart pounding in her chest. She didn't know what she was doing, or what she wanted, but she knew that she had to follow him.

As she reached the door, Nathan turned and saw her. A slow smile spread across his face, and he reached out and took her hand. Leslie felt a jolt of electricity run through her body as he pulled her close, his eyes burning with intensity.

_Leslie’s Pov_

Without a word, Nathan picked me up and carried me through the door, into a dark and deserted room. I felt a rush of excitement as I realized that I was completely alone with him.

As he set me down on my feet, I looked around, trying to take in my surroundings. We were in a small, dimly lit room, with walls lined with books and a large fireplace at one end. The room was warm and cozy, and I felt a sense of comfort wash over me.

Nathan’s fingers brushed against my waist, slow and deliberate, his touch both a question and a taunt. "You know," he murmured, his breath warm against my ear, "you keep running, but you always end up right back here. With me.

I swallowed hard with a tremble in my voice. "This is a mistake."

Nathan, standing behind me. "Then why haven't you stopped me?" His fingers wrapped around a loose strand of my hair, tugging lightly. "Or better yet, why haven't you stopped yourself?"

I shivered. Nathan’s hand trailed up my arm, his touch featherlight but possessive. "We shouldn't be doing this," I whispered, but it lacked conviction.

"Then walk away," said Nathan, voice low, testing. "If that's what you really want."

My breath hitched. My body betrayed me, leaning slightly into Nathan’s touch. I felt caged, overwhelmed, consumed by the sheer force of him.

My petite body had been crushed into the warming depth of Nathan’s arms. And without warning, he had caged me around and straddled my legs around his sturdy waist, effortlessly, like I didn't even weigh up to a pin.

Nathan ripped off every piece of clothing that stood in his way before he plunged his threatening dick deep inside me.

I let out a massive moan. I wasn’t certain of what had hit me. With Nathan’s heavy strokes my moans had taken a higher pitch. I didn’t know I had started swaying back against his thick erection.

The following minutes had been filled with hair pulls, vigorous growls, and heated growls.

“Wow” I moaned silently. I had forgotten how good the sex with him was but I could swear it had gotten better. I didn’t even realized my legs were in the air till I felt the vibrations in my knees.

With our heavy breath and heart racing we finally came to a stop.

I couldn’t believe what had happened. I just had the best sex of my life and it was with my ex-husband.