Mated To My Sister’s Fiancé

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Ryker’s POV

I slow my pace down as I make my way back into the house. I am in no hurry nor am I looking forward to dealing with Chloe right now. Not after our fight last night.

I push the sliding door open and walk into the house, closing the door quietly behind me.

The house is eerily quiet, and looking around, I can see that no one is down stairs at the moment. I let out a sigh of relief.

I silently make my way to the kitchen and pour myself a cup of black coffee. Then I make my way into the living room and sit down gently on the couch, trying not to alert anyone that I am back inside.

I would like to relax a little before the shit storm ensues. It is not often I get peace and quiet or a chance to relax. This is much welcome time to myself. I will take what I can get.

I place my cup down on the coffee table and lean back to rest against the couch. As I do so, I heave out a long sigh, staring at the bright white ceiling. I cannot wait for the mess I’m in to be taken care of. It’s really fucking with my head, and I just want to live my life with my mate without impediments.

I lean forward and pick up my still steaming cup of hot coffee. I blow on the top, trying to cool it down. When I’m satisfied with the temperature, I take a big gulp, then hiss as the burn travels down my throat. It was not as cool as I had thought. I cough a few times trying to clear the feeling out of my throat.

As I’m coughing, I hear the footsteps of someone walking down the steps. I know by the smell that it is Chloe making her way down stairs. At least we will not have an audience for this confrontation. I sigh again and rub my temples.

I hear her feet land on the floor behind me as I take a small sip of my coffee. Without turning around to face Chloe, I mumble a good morning.

Chloe walks around the couch, and is now standing right in front of me. Her face is sporting a defeated look as she looks down at me.

“Ryker, I am so sorry for how I treated you last night. I thought a lot about what you said, and I understand where you are coming from. I do. I honestly do, and I think it is admirable that you want to be respectful to my family. I appreciate the notion.”

Chloe kneels in front of me, tears dancing in her eyes as she grabs my hands, holding them tightly in hers. I try not to recoil. I do not want to make her more upset.

I decide not to say anything either. I want to see where she is going with her apology.

“You didn’t deserve how I treated you. I overreacted. It’s just that, ever since we’ve gotten here, I’ve felt like there is something going on between you and Rylee. It is almost like there is electricity in the air that dances between the two of you. It is unnerving. I’m sorry. I should have talked to you sooner about it instead of letting it build up until I exploded.”

I try not to react to how spot on her perception of the situation is. I do not want to give anything away. Obviously there is something going on with Rylee and I, but I am not about to tell her that. Not yet anyway.

She bows her head, squeezing my hands as she sniffles, her nose is now runny from crying. Guilt is eating me up. I feel bad for her feeling the way she does because I am the one responsible for it.

However, Chloe is my past and Rylee is my future. I will do my best to comfort Chloe in a platonic way, but that is it. I am trying to distance myself from her in a not so evident way. I do not want to alarm her or return to a lovey relationship.

“Chloe, look at me.” I say softly, removing my hands from hers so I can tip her chin up. When her eyes meet mine, I can see the pain she is holding, and I feel like an asshole. This is going to tear her apart. There is no denying that, but there is no way around it either.

“Hey, everything is going to be ok. Alright? It will all work out. I promise. I am just going to sleep in the guest room for the remainder of the trip to make it easier on us to avoid temptation. I really meant what I said about respecting your family.”

She sniffles some more, fighting back more tears. I do not know if she knows that I am lying or not, but I am trying to keep myself in a mutual situation at night and away from both girls. I do not want either one getting upset that I am sleeping in the same bad with the other. It would unfair and uncalled for. Plus, I am technically still Chloe’s fiancé, so it would be highly inappropriate if I slept in her sisters bed, which I definitely have no plans of doing until we are back in Colorado and I break things off with Chloe.

“Ok, I understand” Chloe says while nodding and looking me in the eye, the sadness marring her attractive face. I pull us both up to standing, and wrap her up in a hug and kiss the top of her head.

Chloe looks up at me and smiles, which makes me feel somewhat better. “I am going to go and finish getting ready for my lunch with my friends. Will you be ok on your own for a few hours while I am gone?”

“I will be fine. I am just going to sit here and watch some tv while I work on my phone.” I smile down at her and unwrap my arms from her, stepping back to put some space between us.

“Ok” she says, giving me a half smiling before turning around, and heading back up the stairs again.

I let out a heavy sigh, picking up my coffee cup and downing the rest of my now cold coffee. I look at my watch and sigh again. How is it only ten a.m.? Only a few hours into the day and it has already been more eventful than I could have ever imagined, and I still have to go talk to Carla yet.

I decide to take my empty coffee cup to the kitchen and find something to eat. I am starving from the run with Rylee earlier, and from everything else that has happened since. Jeez, that feels like it was ages ago now.

As I walk into the kitchen, I stumble back in surprise when I see Rylee perched at the island. Her back is facing towards me. She raises her coffee cup up to her lips and takes a long sip before slowly lowering the cup back down and placing it on the counter. I didn’t even hear her come down the stairs. Stealthy.

“Well that was interesting.” She exclaims, eyeing me out of the corner of her eye as I walk around her and into her line of sight.

I keep walking and now I am standing across the kitchen island, directly in front of her. I place my cup on the counter, and put my hands down on either side of it, leaning forward so that my upper body is now halfway across the island towards Rylee.

“Tell me about it.” I huff out, looking straight into her eyes. I look around quickly before walking back around the island to Rylee’s side and giving her a brisk hug.

“You have nothing to worry about. You know that right? You are my sun, my moon, my stars, my world. I am going to wife you.” I say in a low, gruff voice as I look deeply into her eyes.

Rylee looks back at me. Unshed tears make her eyes shine as a slow, blissful smile grows across her face. She nods her head before speaking.

“Yeah, I know, and I feel the same about you. I can’t wait to be your wife and you my husband.” She gives me a quick kiss on the cheek, looking around after to make sure no one saw us.

“Do you want anything to eat?” I ask, smiling at Rylee. I see she only has a cup of coffee in front of her. “I was thinking about making myself eggs and toast.”

“Sure” she says. “I was actually thinking of making that too. Do you want any help?”

“No I got it. Just sit there and enjoy your coffee. Relax.” I smile at her and she smiles in return nodding her head.

I grab my coffee cup and go to the sink to rinse it out, placing it in the dishwasher afterwards.

I make us both scrambled eggs, per Rylee’s request, and throw some shredded mozzarella cheese on them for a little extra flavor. Once the toast is buttered and the eggs are done, I plate them, and hand Rylee a plate as I place mine on the kitchen table. I get us each a napkin and fork and put those on the table as well. I then go to the fridge and pull out the orange juice container, pouring us both a glass. I place one in front of Rylee and take a sip out of mine before sitting down at the table across from her.

We eat in comfortable silence. After we’re finished eating, I stand up to start cleaning up.

“Allow me. You cooked. I will wash dishes.” Rylee says, taking my plate and cup out of my hands.

“Thank you, I appreciate that.” I say, giving Rylee a appreciative smile.

I sit back down as Rylee goes to the sink and begins washing the dishes. I take the opportunity now that she is facing away from me to admire her ass. After a few long seconds of ogling my mate’s delicious backside, I force my eyes away. I feel myself starting to grow hard, and do not want to cause any unfortunate events should someone happen to see it straining against my pants.

I decide to get some work done, and turn to my phone for a much needed distraction. A few minutes later, I hear Chloe and Sandy coming down the stairs. They both step into the kitchen looking ready to go out for their luncheons.

I see Rylee visibly stiffen at their presence. Her hand stills mid wipe on the plate that she is washing. She’s only phased for a second though before she continues.

Chloe comes up behind me and puts her hands on my shoulders. I try not to tense up as I raise my head, turning it to the side so that I can look at her. Regrettably, I need to play the loving fiancé who just made up after a fight. She kisses me on the cheek and I strain to keep a neutral expression on my face, fighting hard to keep a grimace at bay.

“See you in a little bit baby. I’ll miss you.” Chloe whispers in my ear, taking her one hand off my shoulder to run a finger along my stubbled jaw line. She then uses that finger to push my face closer to her before giving me another kiss on the cheek. She squeezes my shoulders and then releases me, stepping back beside her mom.

“See you in a few hours.” I mumble back in response.

I am beyond pissed, and I’m struggling to keep my temper in check. Chloe was well aware that Rylee had turned around and was watching us the entire time. Her actions were a show of ownership, trying to rub it in Rylee’s face.

My wolf wants to come to the surface, but I cannot allow him to reveal himself to two humans who have no idea my kind exists. As much as I would love to say something, I just have to bite my tongue and let it go for now. It is not the right time yet.

“Rylee, Ryker,” Sandy begins, “Chloe and I are both heading out for our lunch dates with our friends. I know you are both adults and will be fine, but if you need anything at all, do not hesitate to call me, Mike, or Chloe. We will only be a few minutes’ drive away.” She gives both Rylee and I each a stern look before turning around and going out the door with Chloe following behind her.

I watch as they leave, and as Chloe turns around to shut the door behind her, she gives me a sad smile, and then she is gone.

I turn around to face Rylee, who is looking at the floor, a frown marring her beautiful face. Sadness, disappointment, and frustration is radiating off her. Once we hear both cars leave the driveway, she lets out a heavy sigh.

I stand up from the table, walk over to her at the sink, and give her a big hug. “You alright beautiful?”

I hear her sniffle, so I tilt her chin up so her eyes are gazing into mine. There are tears dancing in her beautiful honey pools, and it makes my heart clench.

“What’s wrong sweets? Why are you crying?” I ask, concern evident in my voice.

“This situation is becoming a lot harder than I thought it would be. It was easier when Chloe was being mean to us both, but apparently this morning she woke up and decided she wants to be all over you and be all lovey dovey. It just really hurts seeing you two like that, and knowing we can’t be.”

“Hey,” I say softly while lifting her chin further, my lips now hovering over hers. “Yet. We can’t be yet, but we will be. You are my girl. You hear me? I only have to pretend with Chloe for a few more days. Then Chloe and I will be officially over, it will only be us. No one else will ever come between us again. I promise I will not cross a line with her that I shouldn’t. That is why I am going to sleep in the guest bedroom for the remainder of our trip. I love you, Rylee. You are the one I am meant to be with. The only one I want to be with. It’s you and only you. We were made for each other.”

Rylee’s sniffling harder now. I don’t know if what I said helped or made her feel worse. I’m hoping it’s the latter. To prove my point, I wrap her up securely in my arms. I look meaningfully into her eyes as I kiss her deeply on the lips. I can only hope the kiss portrays all the emotions I feel towards her because words will never be enough.

I squeeze her tighter before pulling back to look at her.

“Are we ok?” I ask quietly, unsure of what her answer will be.

“I just love you so much. I know we have only known each other for a few days, but I already feel so much more deeply for you than anyone else I have ever known. I cannot bare to lose you, and seeing you with Chloe is just extremely hurtful. I don’t think my heart can take it.”

Tears dribble down her rosy cheeks, and my heart breaks.

“Sweetheart,” I coo, wiping the tears away. “I love you so much that it is physically hurting me not to be with you, and it is killing me to see you like this. I hate that I have to pretend to be with Chloe. I would go down to that restaurant she is at right now and end things with her if you would agree to it, but I also know my actions would have repercussions, and I would not only hurt her, but your parents and you as well. I don’t want that for you. That is why I agreed to wait, the sole reason. I do not like it any better than you do. I promise you, as soon as it can be, it will be over.”

I give her a reassuring smile as I rub up and down her arms with my hands, trying to comfort her. Then her bottom lip wobbles, and so does my heart. So I grab her and pull her to me, wrapping my arms around her once again. I hold her tightly until her ragged breathing evens out, and she stops trembling. Once I know I soothed her, I pull back slightly and kiss her forehead. I let my lips linger there as Rylee sighs then starts to speak.

“I was thinking, maybe I should just fly out to Colorado and wait for you. Then I wouldn’t have to see you and Chloe together for the rest of your trip. I could wait there for your return home, and then we could break the news to Chloe when you both arrive. I can pretend I am leaving for a destination wedding or something. It might help to alleviate some of the tension here too.”

I close my eyes in frustration. I don’t want her to go. She is the only thing keeping me half sane right now. I understand why she wants to leave though. I open my eyes and Rylee is looking up at me with her big beautiful eyes waiting to see what my response will be. I let out a sigh and run my hand through my hair.

“Rylee, if that’s what you want to do, I won’t stop you. It will kill me to be away from you for those few days, but I can have Carter pick you up from the airport, and you can stay at the pack house. Then at least I know you will be safe and looked after.”

“I think almost anything would be better at this point than sitting around here and suffering through the next couple of days.” Rylee says, wiping her tears away, but her eyes still hold her sadness.

“Ok” I say while nodding my head. I agree it may be for the best. I hate seeing her so upset. “When do you want to leave? I’ll call Carter to have him pick you up and get you situated at the house.”

“Let me get my laptop. I will book my ticket now. I want to leave tomorrow if I can.”

“Alright” I say as Rylee turns around and runs upstairs. A few seconds later, she reappears with her laptop in hand.

We both sit down beside each other at the kitchen island as Rylee books her one-way ticket to Colorado and my heart soars.

“Now that your ticket is booked, I will call Carter and let him know.” I peck Rylee’s cheek and pull my phone out of my pocket, dialing Carter’s phone number.

“Hey man, twice in one day. I just talked to you a couple hours ago. Everything okay?” Carter says after he answers his phone.

“Yeah dude. Could you do me a favor?”

“Sure. What’s up?”

“Well, my mate, Rylee, is going to fly to Colorado tomorrow. I was hoping you could pick her up from the airport, then get her situated at the pack house. You can set her up in my room. Her flight lands at 1:30 p.m. Would you be able to do that for us?”

“Anything for you, and my luna, of course. You know that. I am more than willing to help in any way that I can. I will be out front waiting for her when her plane lands.”

“Thanks dude. We really appreciate it, and you’re still ok to pick me up from the airport on Saturday?”

“Yup. I’ll be there. Noon, right?”

“Yes, bring Rylee with you.”

“Ok, will do.”

“Thanks man. I will talk to you later.”

“You’re welcome. Bye.”


“Awe. How sweet.” I look over at Rylee, who is now standing on the other side of the island, as she bats her eyelashes at me with a cheeky grin on her face.

“Are you making fun of me, an alpha, and my Beta?” I ask, slowly getting up from my seat and stalking towards her. Soon I am towering over her, but she doesn’t shy away.

“Maybe” she responds while standing up straighter, squaring up to me with a shit eating grin on her face.

“Oh yeah?” I ask, but I do not give her a chance to respond. I start to tickle her mercilessly.

Rylee starts squirming and squealing. She wiggles away from me and darts into the living room. I catch up to her, and throw my arms around her tightly. We both go down, and I land on top of her on the floor.

We both laugh hysterically until I look up into Rylee’s eyes. The laughing dies out, and I stare down at Rylee’s lips. I am well aware of the energy shift in the room. The air is almost crackling with sexual tension.

I am still staring at Rylee’s lips when grabs my shirt and pulls me down fully on to her. Her lips on mine instantly. Tingles rush through my veins, and soon my whole body is alight with warmth and sparks.

The kisses start off soft and sweet, but they quickly progress into more urgent and demanding. Our tongues dance with each others in perfect harmony. Then she bites my bottom lip and I let out a low growl as I grind into her. Our bodies are perfectly aligned, and she meets my grinding with her own.

I let out another growl, wishing there wasn’t layers of clothes between us, and start sucking on Rylee’s neck. Her breathing becomes heavier as I continue to suck and grind, and soon she starts panting and moaning.

I start to move faster, grinding harder against Rylee as she tries to keep up. The sweet smell of her arousal hits my nose, driving me insane. Damn clothes! I just want to be inside my mate, and my wolf is whining, wanting the same.

I start nipping at her neck where I was sucking, alternating the bites with licks. Rylee starts moaning louder, her hands are now tangled in my hair, pulling my head closer to her neck. Her legs are wrapped around my waist, pulling our intimate areas harder into each other.

We’re both moving frantically now, animalistic noises escaping us both. I feel like I am about to shoot my load in my pants. I need relief soon. I move my right hand down from Rylee’s hip and slowly start inching it into the waistband of her pants.

Then we hear a car door slam shut. We both freeze instantly, looking at each other with wide eyes. I quickly remove my hand from Rylee’s pants, and separate myself from her. I jump up from the floor, pulling her to standing with me. She stays standing in place while I go running to the window to look outside to see who is here.

I look at the driveway, but Rylee’s car is the only one that is parked out front. I look across the street only to I see the neighbors pulling bags out of their trunk. I let out a relieved but frustrated breath.

“It looks like it was just the neighbors.” I tell Rylee.

I see her visibly relax as she nods her head, looking guilty. I walk over to her, wrapping my arms tightly around her waist. My hard on digging into her stomach as she whimpers and looks down at it.

I lift her chin up so our eyes meet. Both of us are panting with the need for release.

“Baby.” I breathe out. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to get carried away. Please forgive me.” I apologize, feeling guilty for making her feel guilty.

“Ryker, it’s ok. We both want it, and fighting the mate bond is becoming more and more difficult for both of us.” She reassures me, cupping my face with one hand. I lean into it as her palm’s warmth radiates through me. “This just goes to show that me leaving is a good idea. What if that would have been my family? We would have been caught, and a giant shit storm would have ensued.”

“You’re right. It is getting harder to keep our hands and lips off each other. I am at the point I do not want to try fighting it anymore though. The rest of this week is going to suck being away from you, but I think it will be for the best. Just know, as soon as Chloe and I land in Colorado, the first thing on my to do list is to deal with her. The second is to make sweet, slow love to you and mark you as my mate, and the third is to fuck you rough, fast, and dirty.” I smirk at her shocked expression, squeezing her tighter to me as I plant a kiss on her forehead.

The alluring smell of her arousal hits me for the second time, causing me to groan as I push my boner into her stomach a little harder.

She looks up at me and grins mischievously. “I cannot wait,” she says as she seductively runs her hands down my chest and stomach.

Right before she can reach my cock, I grab both of her wrists and make a tsking sound while waving my pointer finger back and forth at her. “Naughty girl.” I smirk.

I lift her up by her hips and she instantly wraps her legs around me. I reposition my hands so that I am now cupping her ass to support her. I gently squeeze her ass with both hands and she lets out a little moan. I slowly walk us to the closest wall, pressing her back into it. She whimpers as I smash her body between mine and the wall. Our intimate areas meet again through our fucking clothes and I groan in frustration.

I grab Rylee’s hands and pin them above her head with my left hand. Her breasts are now pushing against my chest as her back arches, and I can feel her hardened nipples. I take my right hand and rub the pad of my thumb over her one pebbled bud through her thin bra and t-shirt.

I grind against her again, causing her to let out a throaty moan as I growl at the sensation. “You want this baby? You want me?” I ask her with my now thick, gruff voice.

“Oh my god, Ryker. I want you so bad. I can’t wait for you to take me. Fuck! This tease is amazing. I can only imagine what the main event will feel like.” She gasps out hoarsely, causing me to chuckle.

I release her hands that she moves to rest on my shoulders, and wrap my now free hand in her hair, pulling it so her head tilts backwards, exposing her neck to me. A soft moan escapes her delicious lips. My other hand continues to play with her hardened nipples, occasionally squeezing a handful of her breast too.

I start my assault on her neck back up with torturous sucking, licking, and nipping as I continue to grind harder and faster against her.

She cries out while digging her nails into the tops of my shoulders, encouraging me to continue. Her moans become louder, filling the whole house and echoing off walls. Her uneven breathing gives way to gasping breaths and heavy panting. She clenches her thighs tighter around me as she starts rocking her hips, trying to grind against me for more friction.

The sounds she is making and the sight of her at my mercy is enough to make me come in my pants right here and now. I wouldn’t even be embarrassed about it either.

“Are you going to come for me baby?” I ask her in a deep husky voice.

“I think” she gasps “I might.” She moans. “I never” another gasp “orgasmed before.”

Her words make me falter my movements, but for only for a split second. “Ever?” I grunt out.

“No!” She gasps.

“Baby, do you want to come for me?”


I grind against her faster and rougher, and pull her hair a little harder. I pinch and twist her nipple slightly, but not enough to hurt her. I suck as hard as I can on her neck, growling as I bite down, but I don’t mark her.

We both let out guttural moans that shake the pictures on the walls as we find our releases.

Holy. Fucking. Hell. That was seriously the hottest moment of my life, hands down.

Heavy breathing is the only sound that can be heard. Our chests heaving up and down.

I search Rylee’s eyes, unsure how she is feeling right now. “Sweetheart, are you ok?” I ask tenderly.

She nods, smiling. “Never better. Thanks for another first. That was…just WOW.” She gives me a light kiss on the lips.

I grab the back of her head, not allowing her to pull away as I deepen the kiss. We kiss for a few seconds longer, and then I separate myself from her. I release her gently back down to the floor. I brush her hair back away from her face with one hand, cupping her face with the other.

“Babe, that was amazing, but just wait. It gets better, and after that little taste, I just know our sex life is going to be insane.” I wink at her before continuing and she blushes a deep crimson. So fucking adorable. “However, I now have a sticky situation in my pants to take care of, and I’m sure a change of panties are in order for you as well. I think I am going to grab another quick shower too. I need to rinse off. Care to escort me upstairs?” I ask holding my arm out to her. She loops her arm in mine as we walk up the stairs.

“As soon as we are situated, we can go to Carla’s. Did you talk to her and let her know we were coming over?”

“I did. I’ll text her when we leave to let her know we are on our way.” She smiles at me, and my heart flutters. She is so beautiful. How did I get so lucky?

“Sounds good. Ok, this is your stop my lady.” I release my arm from hers, bowing as I gesture to her bedroom. She giggles and it makes my heart soar.

“Well thank you kindly.” She giggles some more as she walks into her bedroom, winking at me as she closes her door for privacy.

I walk into my temporary bedroom, grabbing a new change of clothes before going to the bathroom.

As I take a quick shower, all I can think about is how fucking lucky I am to have found Rylee. She is the best thing to ever happen to me. She makes me so happy and I love her so damn much it should be criminal.

It only takes me a few minutes to clean myself up and get dressed. Then I am back downstairs where Rylee is already waiting for me.

Before I know it, we are in the car on the way to Carla’s house.

Time to learn some truths.
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