A Perverted Mate by Kylie (best pdf reader for ebooks TXT) 📖

Before I knew it, school was just a month away from being over.
Aaron pinned me against the wall as I reached for a cookie. We fit together perfectly, our legs, waists, stomachs, and chests pressed together.
"No cookies. You had ice cream and soda." He purred. "Unless you wanna work it off."
"Pervert." I said, as Aaron moved, causing me to grind into him. He moaned, placing his lips against my neck.
"I could work off that ice cream that I ate." He whispered.
Just then, the guys flooded into the house, Austin in front.
"HELP!!! ATTACK OF THE HOT LATINO/BRITISH PERVERT! SAVE ME!" I cried.
"If he's so hot why not let him continue." Austin smirked.
"He's trying to fucking grope me in the KITCHEN. You want it to smell like sex and Aaron in here for a week?" I snapped, pushing at Aaron, who grinded into me more.
Suddenly, Aaron was away from me, his erection visible, Austin making sure I wasn't hurt.
"I'm taking a bath." I announced, causing Aaron to open his mouth. "ALONE. BY MYSELF."
Aaron pouted.
The guys laughed.
"Imma take a shower." Aaron grumbled.
"You mean a COLD shower?" Austin laughed.
I walked into my room, stripping my clothes, and going into my bathroom. I turned on the water, waiting for it to fill the bed-sized bathtub.
After it was filled. I filled it with bubbles and the vanilla bath blah (Not good with bath products names) that fizzed when it hit the water. I got in, sighing at the Luke-warm water. I almost fell asleep in the water when Aaron came trudging in, in nothing but his boxers. Correction, nothing but his camo boxers.
"Nice pants." I joked, covering my body with the thick bubbles.
"Can I get in, my shower isn't working, and you're the only one with a bath." Aaron asked.
"No-" I started to protest, but Aaron was already in with me, his boxers still on. His hand traced up my leg, to my breasts, and he grabbed my boob. I smacked him.
"You can touch me WHEREVER you want." Aaron said, his tone seductive.
I blushed.
"You're cute when you blush, especially when you're wet." Aaron said.
"Is the door locked?" I asked.
Aaron nodded.
"Than I guess I'll give you a free pass, since you bought me McDonalds." I said, reaching for his boxers. A sudden flash of lust took over me. He pushed my hand away, and a second later, his wet boxers were on the floor.
"Can I touch you?" He asked.
"Go ahead. I just don't want sex in my bathtub." I said.
Aaron got on top of me, and something poked my thigh.
"Get off, or put your boxers back on. You're awfully close to my crotch." I said, but Aaron stole a kiss on my lips.
"Perv." I muttered.
"Can I sleep with you?" He asked.
"You sleep with me every night." I replied.
"No I mean SLEEP with you." Aaron said, pulling my hand towards his crotch.
"You mean sex?" I asked bluntly.
"Pretty much." Aaron said.
"Get out." I replied, draining the water.
Aaron made a pained face.
"I meant get out of the TUB so I can get out and dry off. Jesus boy. I'm not kicking you out." I said.
Aaron sighed, getting out.
"Nice ass." I said.
Aaron blushed, grabbing a towel.
"Hey, it's only your ass, I KNOW you'll have some sort of sick nasty comment for my boobs." I said, getting out.
Aaron's eyes nearly popped out of his head.
"NOW, I've seen everything. Who knew you had a birthmark on your boobs?" Aaron said quietly.
"My mom, my day, Daniel-"
"Daniel?"
"He's like four years older than me, when I was four he helped my mom give me baths." I replied.
"Oh." Aaron blushed.
"Hand me a towel?" I asked.
Aaron gave me a towel. I wrapped it around me, hiding my breasts.
"Can I sleep with you, like, right now?" Aaron blurted, before grunting.
"Maybe. I ran out of birth control-"
"I was a whore. I'll admit it. I KNOW that there's a chance each day I'd get this far with you and you weren't prepared. Don't worry." Aaron said, picking me up, towel and all, and carrying me out to the bed, plunking me down.
Aaron locked the door.

Aaron got off of me, panting. I myself, was panting, tangled in sheets.
"Wow." I muttered.
"I know." Aaron muttered. "Wanna go again?"
Aaron smirked.
"Nope. You're too fat. Ice cream made you fat. You squished half of my organs." I said, kissing Aaron.
Aaron grinned, putting his pants on, but not zipping them, and putting his wrinkly shirt on.
"Here." I said, zipping his pants up.
I glanced at the clock. It was seven thirty. We...Um...Started at seven but had to stop before Daniel got home.
"Go rinse off." I replied.
"Kay former virgin."
"Kay grinning whore." I replied.
"HEY! I gave up for you!" Aaron replied, walking into my bathroom, rinsing off, and getting out to see me in a black lace lingerie, that resembled a lace one-piece bathing suit. It was solid black around my crotch and my breasts, but I pulled my gray girl boxer PJ pants over it. They hugged my waist. Aaron gaped at me.
"I seriously think I want to marry you." He said.
I giggled.
"I'm not THAT amazing." I said.
"Yes, you are." Aaron insisted.
"Come on. I'm ready." I said.
Aaron changed into his typical pajamas: A tee and gray sweat pants.
We walked out, but didn't touch.

--AARON'S POV--
"I seriously think I want to marry you." I said.
Delilah giggled.
"I'm not THAT amazing." She said.
"Yes, you are." I insisted. God, does she not know?
"Come on. I'm ready." She said.
I changed into my typical pajamas: A tee and gray sweat pants.
We walked out, but didn't touch. I yearned to touch her, and to go back in her room and continue what I had started. I looked at the inside of my wrist.
Δεληλαη
Delilah. Her name in Greek. On the inside of her wrist was my name.
Ααρών
Aaron. It was how you recognize the mate of that person. When we uh...Did what we did a few minutes ago, these tattoos formed. She was my mate, and I was hers...


DELILAH'S POV:
We walked downstairs, Aaron grinning widely.
One of the guys whistled.
"NO MORE VIRGINS IN THE HOUSE!!!" He cheered.
Austin pouted.
"How'd you get her to get her panties off?" He asked.
"THANK YOU DANIEL FOR BANNING JUNK FOOD!" He shouted at the ceiling.
"I want ice cream...DAMMIT." I muttered, checking the empty freezer.
The guys laughed.
"I'm surprised none of you have commented on my outfit yet. I'm figuring I look hot." I said.
"Took a picture and posted on facebook. About a thousand likes already. Same amount of comments. A lot of them dirty. Take a look, Aaron." Austin smirked.
"That's it, I'm killing Ammon." Aaron growled.
"What'd he say?" I asked.
"TMI for you." Aaron brushed off.
"That's a picture of me you ass! I deserve to know what the comments are." I said.
"Ammon PROMISED that would never get out!" Aaron grumbled, walking upstairs.
I snatched the phone from Austin. I read Ammon's comment.
I now understand how Aaron could like her since kindergarten. I think I like her too. But then again, so do the thousand other guys who liked this picture. I want a girl like that under me.

"Hahaha..." I said. "I SHALL RULE THE WORLD WITH MY HOTNESS!!!"
Austin laughed.
"Good luck proving you're just as hot naked." Austin said.
I started undoing the strings on my PJs.
"Okay, don't need a visual. Daniel's gonna be home any second. I'd rather have him gut Aaron and not ME." Austin tied my PJs for me. The other guys groaned.
"I'm thinking about modeling, or singing, or acting." I said.
"Oh hey, look. Someone videoed you singing in Music class." Austin said, before listening to it. "Damn girl, all that beating your mother did helped your voice, body, EVERYTHING."
Austin was slapped across the face. By Aaron.
"Mine." Aaron growled.
"Okay Mr.Fuckingpants, I was joking." Austin said, rubbing his cheek.
Aaron huffed, before pulling me over to the couch.
"HELP! KIDNAPPER! DELILAH-NAPPER!!!" I cried as I was forced onto Aaron's lap.
"No one else but you." He murmured into my neck.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"No one else...For me but you." Aaron murmered, before yawning.
"Austin, can you check the freezer for ice-cream?" I asked.
"Ice cream doesn't just APPEAR in our house, Lys. I'll take you to Cold Stone." Austin said. Austin came over. helping me up. Aaron growled, before falling asleep.
"Damn girl, what did you do to him?" Austin asked, shocked.
"Nothing. Had PE near the end of school day, plus junk, plus..." I trailed off, my eyes fluttering closed.

I woke up in an alien room. The walls were painted a midnight black, making the evening seem darker. There were no windows, causing me to feel trapped, like a caged raven. Even though the room was nearly pitch black, as if it were magic, everything visible, bathed in night-vision silver. I could make out a dresser, a nightstand, a hamper, a closet, and another door, besides the one next to the bed. I sighed, rolling over, bumping into warm skin.
"De...Delilah?" Aaron's voice made my heart race, for reasons I don't know. I'm not dating Aaron, I just was lustful and made a dumb decision like with Bowen. But still, why did his voice cause my heart to race, my palms to become sweaty, my lips to part in expectation? Was it like this before, and I just never noticed.
"Aaron, are you awake?" I whispered.
A light flicked on, causing me to become blinded-only for a second-from Aaron's face. His hair was rumpled, a common bedhead that should make you look ugly. It didn't on Aaron. If anything, his hair rumpled made him look sexy, and dangerous, with it in his eyes. His eyes regarded me differently, their Olive-green color flashing with an emotion. Then, he looked at me with pure longing, and sadness. I yearned to touch him, to caress his cheek, to touch his hair. I shook myself to clear my thoughts.
"What?" I asked.
"Was it...Was it a dream? You know, when we...In your room..." He trailed off.
"No, it happened. But did you bring me here?" I asked, glancing at the room.
I could now see the room was tidy, all the woods stained a dark oak color, any piping silver. I glanced at Aaron.
He nodded.
"This is my room." He replied.
His room? Where a thousand sluts have been before innocent me? Does he WASH