KESTER.
June was too weak for an Alpha’s daughter. Sometimes, I wonder if Alpha Mellors was truly her father.
Just a few pieces of glass had marred her face, and she was wearing plaster all over like a costume.
I apologized to her like Mine wanted. She even made sure I dressed June’s injuries, which I did carelessly.
With the way the plasters looked right now, June had obviously redone what I had done. Good for her.
She was lucky Kasmine made me do it. Otherwise…
“Come on, Kester, let’s join the dance!” June came to me with a cup of whatever local wine the natives served them, and she was all smiles and teeth, almost as if I hadn’t been the one who caused her pain some hours ago.
“Go on, June. I’m not in the mood.” I waved at her, and she barely maintained her smile as she walked back into the small crowd of people who danced like they had nothing to worry about.
Well, as for me, I had a lot to worry about. One of them was keeping an eye on Kasmine.
She was having the fun of her life. And I wanted to make sure I saw it to the end.
Since the other night I killed the men who tried to take advantage of her, I became even more protective of her.
She had grown up to become so beautiful with a banging body that men couldn’t seem to get their eyes and hands off.
For example, the way her ass giggled under that short, flair gown as she danced made my cock strain painfully against my pants, and I wondered what it was doing to other men who were looking at her.
Fuck.
Just a second of turning my gaze in a different direction, I heard someone talking to her already.
“Hey beautiful, can I dance with you?”
I glared at them and hoped she’d do the right thing and turn the man down but fucking Kasmine! Always testing my patience with her carefree nature!
“Sure!” She replied loudly against the loud music playing in the background.
I shot up to my feet immediately and made my way into the crowd and straight for her.
The man, who was certainly a bit older than me, danced behind her, rocking her fucking waist like he owned it.
Wasn’t that his cock robbing on her ass?
The moment I got close enough, my strong hand circled her wrist as I yanked her away from him.
“What the fuck, man?” The man said in a columnian accent, and I paused, sparing him a glance.
“If you want to leave here alive, you better start walking,” I warned. Zeth peeped from the windows of my eyes, and I was certain the man saw the red glow in my eyes because he quickly put his hands up in surrender and turned away.
“What the hell, Kester? I was having fun!” She yelled into my face.
She was drunk. How did I not see that coming?
“Having fun while letting other men get off by rubbing their cocks on her ass?” I spat back, pulling her as I walked ahead.
“But we weren’t doing anything wrong,” She breathed in resignation, following my lead. “Where are we going?” She asked when she found us walking farther away from the crowd.
“I apologized to June like you asked, remember?” I asked, and I knew she didn’t need anyone to tell her what I meant, “And that man wasn’t the only one you turned on with your moves.” I added.
“You’re insane. You know that?” She chuckled, sounding a little too excited. Her words were slurry.
I pinned her against a huge tree not too far from the buzzing crowd. It was dark here and a bit quiet, except for the music sounding distant and the chirping of birds and crickets.
I was in a hurry to fuck her.
I was so aroused that it burned.
Her small, feeble hands pressed softly against my bare chest before moving to hold onto both sides of my casual shirt, which had all its buttons undone.
“Can I get my reward now? I’ve been a good boy, haven’t I?” I asked, claiming her lips in a hurry, my hands flexing around the band of my casual shorts, pulling it down halfway. It rested somewhere below my butt cheek, but it was fine. I didn’t need to strip for this. Just my dick and her pussy, and we were good to go.
I stroke my cock in one hand while the other hand rested on the side of the tree just above her head.
She kissed me back like she had also been hungry for this for so long. Her moans drove me to the brink, and I could barely hear the words she was muttering against the loud rush of blood pumping in my veins.
I left my cock and slid my hand up the small pink flowery gown, which stopped just below her butt.
“What the fuck?” I exhaled into her mouth, “You don’t have your panties on, Kasmine.”
“It’s always a barrier,” she teased, and fucking heavens, I loved this girl. She was gradually beginning to enjoy and accept this, and it made me want to hand my life to her on a platter for her to do with me as she pleased.
“You’re becoming my good girl, little sister,” I breathed in her ears before lifting her off the ground.
She instinctively wrapped her legs around my waist while I pressed her against the tree. Lifting her slightly, I placed her against my cock, which was begging to be buried inside her warmth.
She wrapped her arms around my neck while her gaze held mine.
Good girl. She was learning so fast.
The heat between us was so unbearable, the kind that crawled under my skin and settled deep in my gut, demanding to be satisfied.
One hand held her waist firmly, while the other held the back of her neck as I pulled her down onto me, forcing her to take every inch in one slow thrust.
Fuck. It wasn’t so easy. But she was too wet, while I was too impatient to knock at the door.
A strangled moan escaped her lips, her body tensing before melting into the pleasure. She was so tight, her walls gripping me like she never wanted to let go.
“Kester,” she whispered breathlessly in a broken voice as I filled her up completely.
“Shh,” I hushed against her throat, my lips brushing over her racing pulse. “You don’t want them hearing us, do you?”
Her eyes never left mine. She bit her lip, shaking her head, but her eyes told a different story-wide and dark, pupils blown with lust.
“Are you good?” I asked, waiting for her approval, and when she nodded, I began gliding in and out of her.
I rolled my hips slowly, drawing out her desperation. She whimpered softly, the sound sending a jolt straight to my cock, making it jerk inside her.
“You’re so damn wet,” I rasped, tightening my grip on her. “Is this what you wanted?”
“Yes,” she choked out, her fingers tightening in my hair, pulling me closer. “Please, Kester-”
That was it. That was all I needed to hear.
I slammed into her, pressing her back against the rough bark of the tree, each thrust sending a shockwave through us both. She gasped, biting down on my shoulder to stifle her cries. The sensation only drove me wilder.
I could feel her legs trembling around my waist.
“Fuck, Kasmine,” I growled, my voice hoarse, my fingers bruising into her hips. “You’re so fucking perfect.”
Her moans came in broken whispers, her body writhing against mine, lost in the rhythm I set. I felt her tighten around me, her thighs clenching, her breath hitching.
I pulled back just enough to watch her face, my hands gripping her thighs as I dragged my cock out of her, slow and torturous. She clenched, her body protesting the loss.
“You think I didn’t see how those men looked at you? Hmm?” My voice was rough, laced with something dangerously close to fury. “How they wanted to touch you? Fucking hell, Kasmine, do you like testing me?”
I slammed back into her, forcing her cry to catch in her throat.
Her fingers tightened in my hair, her breath coming in frantic gasps. “N-no,” she choked out.
“Then why the fuck did you let him put his hands on you?” I dragged my teeth down the side of her throat, biting hard enough to make her flinch before soothing the spot with my tongue. “Do you want me to fucking lose my mind?”
“I-” She sucked in a sharp breath as I rolled my hips, grinding against her in a way that made her eyes flutter shut. “I am sorry.”
“No, you aren’t,” I growled, snapping my hips harder, making sure she felt just how much I didn’t fucking like sharing.
Her head fell back against the tree, a shuddered moan slipping from her lips.
“Look at me,” I ordered, gripping her jaw and forcing her gaze to meet mine when she closed her eyes, savoring the pleasure I fed her.
She obeyed, her lips parted, her pupils dilated with need.
“Tell me who you belong to,” I demanded, thrusting harder and deeper.
There was silence for a moment. I didn’t expect a reply from her. She always made sure never to say she belonged to me. She said it once, but she’d never made the mistake of saying it again.
But she didn’t know that just that once was all it took to make her mine and seal her fate.
I was like a deity. You only say what you are willing to give. And when it’s time to give what you owe, and you hesitate, I take it by force.
I placed a hand on the tree to ground myself while the other hand still held her firmly by her waist, “Say it, Kasmine.”
“You,” she gasped, arching against me, her body trembling from the new rhythm I set. “Only you.”
Perfect.
I crushed my lips against hers, swallowing every moan she made. She tasted like wine and heat, like temptation I could never resist. I kissed her until she was left breathless.
Then I fucked her harder.