Chapter 25: Twenty Five

ROMAN

Her scent was intoxicating. My head was spinning merely being that close to her. Worse, my cock was hardening rather quickly. I should've left a long time ago, but I wanted to see my punishment through.

I didn't realize what this strange heat in my body meant until she said it.

I'd never experienced a rut in my twenty-nine years of existence. How could it happen now?

"Come on, get up. Let me help you," she said, and I shook my head, my movements sluggish. I felt like I was drunk and hungover at the same time. Was it supposed to feel like this? I wondered.

"Two hours, flower. It isn't two hours yet," I said hoarsely, and she smiled, shaking her head.

"You have been pardoned. Now, get up, big guy," she sounded breathless.

I wasn't sure if she meant it or not, and that had me worried.

"Are you sure?" I asked, refusing to budge until I'd confirmed the situation.

She leaned in to kiss me on the forehead. "Yeah. I forgive you."

Relief sank into me, somehow stealing the strength I had left. I struggled to rise to my feet with her help. Apparently, my legs had fallen asleep.

We somehow managed to get to the room, and Solana helped me sit on the bed.

"Gosh, you're burning up," she said, fussing over me as she dabbed my face with a towel. The moment she started to pull away, I grabbed her hand. She lost her balance, sinking onto my lap.

She swallowed hard, my gaze tracing the movement. I wanted to run my tongue along her pulse and taste her skin. How strange.

My brain seemed to have turned itself off. Possibly an effect of my rut.

I drew in a ragged breath, lowering my head until my forehead rested against her shoulder. I just needed one moment to hold myself together. But when she didn't pull back, the hunger turned wild.

My lips brushed her throat before I could think. A soft sound escaped her lips. I froze, every muscle locked tight.

"Don't do this," I told myself. Don't lose it now.

But her pulse fluttered under my jaw, dangerously. My chest rose against hers, heat meeting heat, two heartbeats out of rhythm.

Was this really okay?

I pulled back slightly to meet her gaze, and something about the look in her eyes made my heart pound faster.

She was saying yes to me without words. But I didn't want to believe it.

I pressed my lips to her neck, trailing kisses there until she was moaning. My erection was painful at this point, and I was in desperate need of release.

I maneuvered her before I knew what I was doing. She stared at me from beneath me, her lips parted.

Groaning, I buried my face against her boobs. Her fingers slid into my hair, stroking gently.

I squeezed my eyes shut, fighting the primal urge burning in me. I needed to spread her wide and bury myself deep inside of her, getting lost in her warmth. I needed it like oxygen.

Fuck. This wasn't good.

I gripped the sheets, breathing through my nose.

This—this wasn’t right. How could I take her like this right after what happened with Zamora? Wasn't I taking advantage of—

My brain shut down once more when Solana moved against me, probably to ease out of my hold. But the friction drove me insane.

A growl rumbled from my chest as I held her in place, rocking against her warm heat. She moaned loudly, fueling the beast hiding under my skin.

I panted, drunk on desire.

Solana gasped as I rubbed harder against her. I could barely recognize my voice as primal sounds tore from deep in my chest.

With a shaky hand, I pulled her dress up, rubbing against her panties. The smell of her arousal shattered every restraint I had left.

My hands moved to rip her panties out of the way. She gasped, shocked. But I couldn't think.

Once my cock was out, I rubbed against her clit, electricity crackling in my brain.

"Solana, you feel so good," I whispered, barely breathing.

She soon climaxed, whimpering as she clutched at my biceps.

I nudged at her entrance, my chest heaving as I struggled not to give in like that.

But it felt too good. I wanted more.

I needed—

"No," I gasped, pulling away from her.

"Dearest—" Solana started to say, and I shook my head.

"Please leave, I can't do this to you. Not...not like this," I gasped, my dick swelling even more.

"It's okay, I'm ready," she breathed, and I shook my head.

"I don't want to hurt you..."

I stiffened at the sound of the rustling of clothes.

"I am your wife, Roman. I'm supposed to help you with your ruts," I heard her say.

"Please," I rasped, not sure if I was begging her to stay or to run.

"Consider this one of our classes," she whispered in my ear from behind, and my throat went dry.

When I turned, there she was, completely naked.

Fuck.

Wrapping my arms around her waist, I crashed my lips against hers. She kissed me back frantically.

I kissed down her chest, my tongue circling one of her sensitive peaks. She cried out in ecstasy, her body arching.

I gathered her in my arms, drinking in every sound of pleasure that left her lips as I rocked my hips against hers.

She was so perfect, so beautiful. Mine.

Solana reached for my pants, helping me take them off completely.

Then she wrapped her fingers around my girth, stroking me until I thought I would explode from the intense pleasure.

With a thunderous growl, I spread her thighs wide, lining myself with her entrance. Then I thrust deep into her. She cried out, her body arching against mine.

The room and everything in it faded until it was just the both of us. The fever in my blood took over, and I quickened my pace, gasping as her tight walls squeezed me, clenching tight.

She climaxed first, her fingers digging into my back. If there was any pain, I didn't feel it. My first climax had me burying my face against the crook of her neck, bucking wildly as a buzzing filled my ears. But I was already hardening again, pounding into her recklessly.

I had never been so out of control.

But, at the same time, I felt safe enough to let myself go. Safe enough to finally surrender.

...

When I woke up, Solana was curled against me, asleep. Her lips were parted slightly. How adorable.

‘She must be exhausted. You barely held back,’ a familiar voice said, and my eyes widened.

I hadn’t heard Cerberon’s voice in such a long time, I’d believed the connection between us had been shattered.

‘Look who finally decided to speak,’ I deadpanned.

‘It wasn’t my fault the curse muffled our connection,’ he responded, and I frowned.

This had to mean that somehow Solana had fixed the connection between my wolf and I.

Somehow, she continued to impress me.

Brushing her hair away from her face, I pressed a gentle kiss on her forehead. She snuggled against me, smiling contentedly. Warmth filled my chest.

Was this affection?

‘Depends. It might just be admiration for the one and only woman who managed to conquer your cock,’ Cerberon said, and I scoffed.

I’d almost forgotten exactly how unpleasant he could be.

‘There’s someone at the door. It’s that whiny bitch, Zamora. You really should do something about how easy it is for her to come into your house. We can’t let her presence bring discomfort to our Luna,’ my wolf continued.

As much as he can be annoying sometimes, he was right.

I eased out of bed, slipping on a robe before heading over to open the door.

Zamora stumbled backwards in surprise.

“Alpha—”

“We’re done,” I said, and she gulped.

“W-what?”

“After what happened last night, I have decided that you can’t continue to keep your title.”

She went on her knees instantly. “Alpha, please.”

“Don’t bother begging,” I droned, and just as I was about to turn away, she blurted out words in desperation.

“Does Solana know she’s going to be your sacrifice eventually? If you send me away, I will make sure she finds out the truth.”

Damnit.