He furiously grabbed my hands and held them tight, both of them, then eased his hold and raised them to his lips and kissed them slowly, the act causing my blood to boil due to its effect on me. I hate my body and how it reacts to him most times.
“You live in delusion if you think I will let you go, Danika. How could you even forget that without my rejection you are eventually going to die without me?” My eyes widened. How?
He saw the question in my eyes and smirked devilishly. “You see, I don’t know if you were told that being bound to an Alpha King you cannot easily reject me and live unless I accept the rejection. So until I call this quit, pretty bird, you are mine!”
“I’m not yours!” I croaked out through a sob and dragged my hands from him.
“You have always been. Why deny it?” He grabbed my head with his left hand and with his right, traced down to my lips, halting to meet my eyes with his darkened one. I was gradually losing concentration and he knows it. I started struggling.
“Hush now, Munchkin. You are worn out and I need to take care of you, after which you will sleep. By the time we go home tomorrow, so many people will pay the price of not heeding my orders,” his voice became rigid in the last part.
My head went on a rampage pondering on his words until it clicked. I shook my head energetically, ceasing my struggles “Please, they didn’t know. You can’t punish them for something I did!”
“Wouldn’t I?” he drawled, left me, and stepped back, his hands going behind him, still maintaining his evil smirk. “I can’t wait to see their faces when they would be thrown into the dungeon. In fact, you can go if you want to, at least I have people to face my wrath.”
“No! You can’t punish my friends for my sins.” I knew what he was doing. He knows I can’t let them be punished for my offense, and now he wants to use them as bait to get me.
“Okay…” He distorts his rosy lips with amusement in his eyes. He was having fun destabilizing me! Son of a gun!
“Fine! I will go home with you but you must promise not to hurt them, please!”
He seems to think about it. “Maybe I’m no-”
“Please!” I threw myself at him, feeling ashamed of him easily winning against me. Still, if this is what I have to do to exonerate them from this, so be it. “Please don’t.” I held his waist tightly.
A rumble went off his chest for the second time, thus his hands came to unhurriedly remove mine. “I will think about it. For now, you need to be taken care of.” He clipped and whirled around to grab my wrist, dragging me towards a door.
“I can-”
“Shuuu-”
I went quiet, feeling the worst humiliation in the hands of this selfish prickhead, but not wanting to irritate him into going against his words, and harming my friends. When the door opened, it was to a spacious bathroom, looking like the one at home, though this one was smaller but well furnished.
He closed the door and turned to face me, his eyes going from my face to my body, deciding if to go ahead with what he had in mind.
“Please, I can take my bath by myself.” I don’t know the man before me anymore. To be frank, I became uneasy around him after he slaughtered that man in cold blood, regardless of the man being a clod.
“Let me…” his voice turned a tad bit calmer. When he looked up at me, his eyes had lost their former steel, to be replaced by gentility. “Please,” he crooned. I swallowed, losing this battle even before it started.
I nodded once, knowing that I couldn’t refuse even if I wanted to. He would just have his way. This is him trying to be considerate.
Slowly, my grime-ridden dress fell to the ground one after the other, my breath latched to my lungs unable to find their way out. They were erratic now, my hand itching to do something than lay by my side idly.
“I’m sorry, Munchkin. You have to forgive me. I can’t bear you looking at me with so much resentment, please,” he clamored softly, reaching out to drag his hand through my short hair, causing my head to fall back.
I couldn’t say a word. I was dumbstruck with indiscernible strong sensations.
With every piece of clothing gone from my body, and seeing I didn’t say anything, he carried me bridal style into the shower and gently dropped me inside the tub, reaching out to turn the shower faucet. Warm water cascaded down to my body, I closed my eyes to suck in hot breath.
All I felt was his hand as he massaged me casually with a bar of soap of serene scent and a soft sponge. My chest was heaving in pants, particularly, when he reached my thighs and pushed them apart.
I could feel him behind me, his hard chest pushing into my back, its reverberating pound evidence that I wasn’t the only one feeling this way. I craved to touch him, the keenness to be distant from him flying through the foggy window.
“Are you okay?” he choked out hoarsely, his breath on my ear.
I nodded, unable to speak lest I begged him to take me. Oh, I was close to doing that. With his hands all over me like this and his manhood pushing behind, hardened to the core, any minute now and I wouldn’t give a fuck of what we did.
Suddenly he stood up, and my bleary eyes snapped open, thinking he was leaving in anger whereas he was starting to remove his wet clothing. I was so immersed in lust not to have noticed earlier that he was bathing me in his suit!
Soon he was naked and back to straddling me, and my body was trembling. He knew what he was doing. I was going crazy, while he experimented with how much I could take. He rinsed the soap off my body too slowly for normal and leaned in until our body was lapped to one.
“Al-”
“Shuu…” he cut me off in a flirtatious stance, his mouth on my ear. I arched my back with a low moan escaping my lips when he bit into my earlobe. “Relax,”
I’m not supposed to be doing this! This would only complicate issues. It’s been so long since I had his hands on me, and now if I allow him to do this, it would do nothing but make my decision quirky! I have to fight this! I have to remember that he impregnated another woman who would soon be his Luna and not me!
The memory compelled back my resolve, dissolving every carnal sensation, and I wrenched away and at once made to stand but he gripped my waist and brought me back down. “Don’t think, Danika. It’s just us here, please,” he coaxed huskily.
When I opened my mouth to contradict him, he whirled me around with so much force I didn’t see coming and smashed his lips to mine.
Oh, Gad. This man is manipulative!
I was motionless for a split second, my mind working to dissect what was happening and think of a way out, but when his right hand drifted up and massaged into my right breast in a way he know I like, the first uncontrollable moan left me and I found myself moving my lips willingly against him.
“Arh,” he groaned, and drew me close in the heated tub, my laps going to the two sides of him and his rigid cock nestled between my abdomen, digging in for attention. “So sweet like a nectar.” He licked from my lips to my neck, possessing me with so much force I couldn’t swerve.
I am obsessed with this man and no matter how much I want to deny it, I don’t think I can survive without him.
His nose was on my neck sniffing and his fangs stretched to graze on it, bringing the knowledge of his vampire power to my mind. I wanted to know how it felt to have his flangs on me, not as my wolf mate but as a vampire.
“Don’t think that, mate. You will make me lose my mind,” he said in anguish.
Of course, he would take advantage of my little distraction to snake into my mind. Bitch!
He chuckled.
“Do it!” I blurted.
“No!”
“Please!”
“I would not be able to stop if I start!”
“Then don’t stop!”
“Danika, don’t make me do it,” his voice came out muffled as a result of his fangs.
“I want it.” He trusted me to tell me about it. I want him to know I will share every bit of it.
“Mmm…” he slurred, lifted his head away from me, ripped my face to him, and before I would cringe from the staunch darkness of his eyes, he captured my lips once more. This time it was raw and primal with no passion left out. I emptied my heart in the kiss, letting him into my most guarded chamber while he did the same. I might have doubted his honesty before, but now, I know I’m done for. I’m like a helpless rat caught in a hole with an exit, yet couldn’t escape.
While he licked down to my neck, massaging into it for whatever reason I couldn’t tell, my hands went to his hair to lay siege to it. I flattened my body to his, wanting to feel him to me as if our proximity wasn’t enough.
Feeling emboldened, my right hand rode between us, and before I would change my mind, grabbed his manhood and twirled around the tip. Alonso let out a loud growl too intense for pleasure. I was scared that I had injured him and lightened my hold.
I was still massaging softly when he tilted my neck to the side and in a swift move, grabbed my white flesh between his fangs and pierced through, beginning to earnestly suck my blood. I didn’t know how I was supposed to feel but I knew I surely felt a sharp sting before everything went dark.
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