Thelma’s POV
I woke up with heavy eyes. There was something warm, soothing under my neck. At first, I thought that maybe I was resting under the pillow but on a closer stare, it was the Alpha.
“Where am I?” I asked him under sloppy breaths.
“You can’t tell?” he said.
“I wish.”
He laughed. “We are in my room,” he said. There was something I really liked about his smile. It sent an everything-okay-kind of a message.
“And my father?”
“I just confirmed he is stable,” she answered. “The Prefect said his wounds were just caused by normal gunshot wounds and nothing more than that. If he wasn’t tired and probably beaten, then he would have recovered fully by now. He is healing at the moment.”
“Beaten by whom?”
“Long story.”
“And who says I don’t have the fucking time to wait?” I said angrily. I rose from his lap. It was now I knew we were on his bed all this while. “Oh, please, tell me what happened.”
“You are never known to have patience,” he said under a heavy smile.
“Yes, I must not have all those good qualities you search for in a lady. So, you are correct, I am not known to have patience.”
Drake smiled. He caught my lips and brushed his thumb on my lower lip gently. “Okay, if you say so.” He began to tell me the story, probably all that might have happened there. I pitied my father. For a start, I kind of had a feeling that my father deserved what happened to him. It was as though I saw that coming. It was as if I knew that one day that this would happen to him. I couldn’t hate Rudolph more than I already hated him because he didn’t actually do anything new. My anger was with my father who failed to see it happening. What I didn’t understand was how the vampire came into the picture. I didn’t understand the web of events. Why would she want to feed on my father alone? To me, this information mattered a lot. And at this point, the only person who could tell us what happened was my father. And this among many reasons was why he needed to survive. He needed to.
“Thank you so much,” I said.
“Hmm!” Drake muttered softly.
“What?”
“No pet names?” he crossed his hands over his chest, seemingly unimpressed.
I laughed; hard and uncontrollable. “I am sorry, sweetheart,” I said. “Little baby,” I murmured in such a way that he would not hear it.
He nodded weakly. He still had that unimpressed look on his face. It made him look funny. On the other hand, if he hadn’t put his life on the line, my father wouldn’t have made it out alive from the fortress. I couldn’t believe that I was such an ass to allow Drake to put his life in danger just for my selfish desire. What if I had lost him too? I would have lost two persons I care about just because of the poor decision I made.
I stood on my knees and grabbed Drake by the neck with my left hand, my right hand on his handsome face. I began to kiss him. Sorry to burst your bubble, but I wasn’t gentle with the kiss. The more I kissed him the more I found out how much I desired it at that moment, the raw need to once more have my Alpha under my sleeve and have him do with me as he pleases. We fought over who would dominate the kissing quest. The Alpha was quite a badass kisser too. He grabbed my neck and then honed the kissing more at the area. I tried to get him off. I could barely handle myself when he kisses my neck, it is my weak point. As though he knew this, he intensified the kiss. I began to laugh. He stopped when he saw me laughing so hard. “You like it?” he asked.
“I wish I could answer that question,” I replied.
“Should I make you answer it?”
“Stop teasing me, Alpha.”
He smiled. He kissed me again on my neck. I struggled to get him off again. It was so ticklish. “You like that?”
“You are really a devil, Mr. Drake.”
He laughed. He raised my gown, slid his hands inside my underwear, and then found what he was looking for. He fingered me gently for a start but then fired on with lots of aggressive speed as we progressed. I loved every beat of the moment. I enjoyed everything. When we stopped, we were both panting. We both laid naked and flat on the bed, our front facing the ceiling. “You were rough,” I told him.
He giggled. “And you were sweet,” he said. We both didn’t look at each other.
“Everywhere down here is hot,” I said.
He turned to face me. “Should I help calm it down?”
I slapped him teasingly on his chin. “You caused it,” I said. “How can you possibly make it calm down?” I stood up, took my gown, and headed to the bathroom.
“I love the way you move that ass,” he said. I turned around and gave him the middle finger gesture. He laughed again.
Under the shower, I opted for cold water. My body was hot already and I had no plans to make it worse. I closed my eyes while the shower plastered my hair. I didn’t want to think about anything at the moment. I didn’t want anything to bother me. I wanted the opposite of disturbance. I wish I had a name to give it. I struggled to identify the noise from the door and the sound from the running shower. I opened my eyes and then saw the Alpha naked, standing at the entrance. “Just needed a cold bath too,” he said. He closed the door and leaned forward.
I knew he wanted more than that, I could see that on his erect dick. I turned around so I wouldn’t see more than would get my mind distracted again. I closed my eyes and tried to focus. It was difficult. I knew he was there with me, making concentration extremely difficult. I was aware his eyes would probably be focused on my ass carefully watching. But then something soft, cold, and hard brushed my ass.
His dick.
Yes, that was it. I didn’t want to get interrupted so I paid him no attention. He wiped it again and the smoothness almost made go frenzy.
“You don’t want to turn around to see the gift I have for you?”
I ignored him. I knew what he wanted. To be honest, I wanted that too. I always want him, especially after our mate bond. I didn’t even know why I was registering him. Maybe I just wanted to know if I could resist him or probably not. I had been someone who does something whenever I wanted to and not the other round. But with the Alpha on my side, it was as though I had lost that part.
For these reasons, I fought it, I resisted this useless urge but I just couldn’t tell what was wrong. He came a little bit closer, wrapping his hands around my neck, his dick brushing hard against my ass. I opened my eyes and saw him through the mirror in front of me. His eyes had changed into somewhat feral blue, and his hair had been plastered by the running shower. This moment was too sexy to let go, I thought. I just had to do something about it. “You know, you would have done well as a stripper and not an Alpha.”
He laughed. He kissed my neck, brought down his hands on my breasts, and held me in such a way that I couldn’t move my hands. “I don’t think it is too late to have a career change,” he said. “Hmm, what do you think?”
He kissed me again at my nape, then quietly traced the kiss to my ears. Goodness! I couldn’t take it anymore. I tried to scamper away like a kid from his grasp, but his arm was too strong, too tight to let go. “Oh no!” I moaned.
He finally let me go but made me spin around to face him. We looked into each other’s eyes for a few seconds, none of us making any movements, doing any tricks. “I love you, my flawless Luna.” He placed his hands on my face and made them stay under my cheeks.
I smiled at him. “I love you more, my dauntless Alpha.” I leaned up to meet his height and kissed him passionately on his lips. “Thank you for all you’ve done. I am so grateful to you for saving my father, for accepting me.”
“Shhhhh, he said, placing a finger across my lips. “You don’t need to mention that. Your father is a good man and he cares about you more than you think.”
“He does?”
“Believe me, he does.” He placed his hands on my hair and drew them back. “When I spoke to him, he had almost lost everything. He had lost hope in himself. He had lost hope in the people he trusted most. But at the mention of your name, that dead fire rekindled really quick.”
I smiled. I loved what he just said. I always thought my father hated me. I always thought I mattered not to him. “Is this true?”
He smiled and then nodded. “I wouldn’t be lying about such a sensitive issue. You should know better than that by now.” He removed his hands from where he had kept them on my face.
“I will need to speak to him.”
“He will need that as well.”
We stared at each other for more seconds than I can remember. We kissed each other and spent the next couple of minutes having romantic couple-to-couple sex with each other. One thing I loved about the night was that he was gentle more than ever. He was in full custody of his speed, the traces of his kisses, and how he played with my nipples. It was a romantic night indeed. I enjoyed every moment of it; his scent evoked a heavy sultry sensation in my head that made me lose all my concentration during the process.