Nisha couldn't stop her body from tensing a little as he positioned his body over hers, but quickly forced herself to relax again. This wasn't him, it was Sebastian. A wolf she barely knew, true, but he was nice to her and right then he was making her feel needed for something, which she rarely ever had felt before. Nobody needed her for anything. Even if that need was sex, well, it was something.
She wasn't sure at all about her own pleasure. Of course, her rapist hadn't tried to bring her pleasure. The next thing he said was far more interesting to her brain. He would take care of her? Yes, that she wanted. Someone to take care of her. His hands were on her thighs and she spread them wider for him, her sex already hot and wet in preparation for what it knew was coming. After the first couple times it had started doing that, and while she didn't know why, she knew it hurt less.
"My mate...?" What a funny way to phrase that. Mating as an action, sex, the act of fucking or rutting, that she understood he wanted. Let me be your mate. That seemed an unusual way to ask for her to give him sex. Not that she could ask what he meant, because his lips were on hers and she made a sound of surprise. Ronin hadn't really kissed her.
She felt his sex touch her, the hardness rubbing softly against her and made another sound against his lips. Instead of answering verbally, uncertain and shy, Nisha tried to kiss him back. It seemed like the right thing to do as she lightly wrapped her legs around him, her fingers moving up to tease and tangle lightly in his hair as she tried to fully embrace what they were about to do together. If this was happening, then she knew simply laying there and letting Sebastian do it would never work.