Chapter 85 Disturbing knock
Chapter 85: Disturbing knock
Damon's pov
The pounding on the door dragged me from my half asleep. Half awake mode. My eyes snapped open,
“Fuck”
I just felt like smashing something, anything at all to vent out my anger. As if I didn’t have a lot on my plate, my sister had chosen this period to appear suddenly.
It's been two days now since the she-devil showed up in my pack without any prior notice.
“How had she even sneaked past my pack defenses.” Dax grumbled inside my head.
I took a mental note to have a word with whoever was in charge of the border patrol.
Mere thinking of it makes my irritation grow, especially at whoever was knocking in the early hours of the day. As if they didn't know, I was never to be disturbed by this time.
I couldn’t really remember what had happened after my sister's dramatic entry, but I know that I had held Milo and half dragged, half carried him back to my room.
Milo stirred unconsciously in his sleep, his soft body pressing against mine. I sucked in a deep breath.
Speaking of the devil…
For a dangerous moment, I didn’t move, I couldn't move without my naked cock poking at his ass under the covers. I didn’t want to wake him up. Not after the rigorous bedroom training last night that left him exhausted and me completely spent.
My wolf dax, clawed in my head. I just lay there, letting my hand slip over the curve of his little waist, trailing from his waist down to cup his fat ass cheeks.
Milo stirred, this time, he was waking up. But I didn't stop. I squeezed hard, enjoying the way my hands struggled to cover it all but all to no avail. Sinister thoughts started sprouting roots, thoughts I shouldn’t entertain knowing he might be sore from last night.
Images of Milo on the stage with sweat dripping down and eyes that shone with defiance and determination as he took a man five times his size were forever seared into my brain. I didn’t just stand there to enjoy the show. All throughout their fight, I almost could not hold myself, not to march up there and strangle the stupid brute for laying a finger on Milo. Yet the outcome was nothing like I expected
I had thought that I would have to end the one-sided match, as it was almost unfair for Milo to fight with a shadow unit member. But then my little wolf did the unspeakable. He won free and squarely. One punch was all it took from him.
Damn, I almost cummed on my shorts, watching how beautiful he looked.
My fingers roamed lower, tracing lines across his butt crack. I wondered if I should take him right here, from behind.
My cock throbbed painfully, my tip poking his hole…
But the pounding on the door returned this time, harder and more precise.
“shit”
I cursed under my breath, peeling away from him, when all I wanted to do was to continue to lie beside him all day. My jaw tightened as I yanked the door open with force to meet my new beta.
Cornelius!
“Good mmorning, alpha...” His eyes flickered past me, but I cut him off with a rough intentional cough.
“What!!” I barked.
He straightened immediately, bowing his head. “Your sister demands that you accompany her in the dining hall.”
The mention of her made me want to slam my hands into the nearest wall. Something inside me snapped. After five years of silence, she walks into my pack like a ghost of my past. And now, she’s “demanding”?
“She said…”
I slammed the door shut before Cornelius could say more. I took a deep breath, before I turned back.
Milo was sitting on the bed, his hair sticking up from sleep, his lashes heavy with sleep, with nothing other than a long oversized shirt. I swallowed hard.
He looked… vulnerable and tempting.
“goodmorning ma…damon?” he quickly corrected himself, but i noticed.
I nodded, slight irritation creeping up my chest.
“Who is that…?”
“Dont question me!” I snarled. My anger exploded before I could stop myself.
He flinched, His whole body shivered, as he lowered his eyes , biting down on his lips. “I am sorry…” he whispered, almost tearing up.
The sight made my anger crumble into dust. Regret, and guilt gnawed at my heart. I didn’t mean to transfer my anger on him.
“Damn it…”
I ran a hand through my hair. My sister’s return was no accident. chaos reins everywhere she goes. A wild card I couldn’t control. But if she wants to play her own game, then I will also play mine.
I sat on the edge of the bed, “Come here.”
He obeyed instantly, almost too quickly, as though afraid I would punish him if he didn’t move fast enough. Like a well trained pet, he lodged himself between my knees, lowering his head, while shifting from foot to foot. I tilted his chin up, forcing his gaze to meet mine.
“your master…” I murmured, watching his throat move as he swallowed hard. “...is frustrated. And he needs attention and relief.”
At first, Milo had an innocent confused expression, but after following my eyes to my obvious bulge that I didn't try to hide, his expression was priceless.
I saw the way his eyes widened like saucers. A small gasp tore through his throat, as a deep pink bloomed on his cheeks. He tried to hide it, lowering his eyes immediately, but I caught it all.
A slow smile spread across my face.
Yes. Let my sister demand and command all she likes. I had something better here, something more interesting, intoxicating, mine to unravel at my own pace.
And I will enjoy every second of watching Milo break against me.
My sister the bitch can fucking wait.
“Naughty pet” I thought, dragging him closer, until he was pressed tightly to me. My hands immediately flew to his ass cheeks. His omega genes did him wonders in that department.
Milo yelped, trembling under my hold, but I saw it, his dark eyes that couldn't tear it gaze from my big dent on my shorts, said it all. He wanted it badly, the same way I did.
“You understand what I mean, don’t you?” I leaned closer, my lips brushing his ear. Enjoying the way his body reacted to me.
“Yes…” he breathed, half moan and half whimpering at the same time.
My hands slid up his creamy thighs, gripping it hard, I was sure it would leave a mark. His skin burned under my touch, and when he tried to hide his face, I caught his chin and forced him to meet my eyes.
“Don’t hide from me, little wolf” I murmured, my thumb stroking his flushed cheek. “I want to see everything.”
His pale pink lips parted, and without waiting for an invitation, I dived in immediately claiming his mouth roughly like I couldn’t get all the taste of him. He gasped, trying to keep up with my roughness. His small nails dragged across my shoulders as he broke apart in my hold.
The world outside ceased to matter to me. The fight, my sister, and for the fact she was waiting downstairs… everything all blurred into nothing but the boy beneath me.
“Mine!! All mine” Dax growled,
I deepened the kiss, Milo's breath hitched in my mouth, when my hand slid lower, spreading his ass cheeks apart.
just when I planned to take things to the next level…
A knock came again.
Apparently, the bitch doesn't have patience.