Chapter 104 104
Danica’s POV
The rest of the day went by in a blur. The side whispers stopped, replaced by guilty looks from everyone but even that didn't make me feel the least bit better.
I felt sour. Nothing made sense no matter how many times I thought about it. But I couldn't bring myself to confront her in person. I've only been brave enough to stare at her from a distance and feel even worse because the more I pondered, the more wronged I felt.
How could she mess with a person's life? Forget about a personal grudge, a person's life wasn't even enough to make her rethink her choices of a revenge plan.
I let out another deep sigh, my head resting on my arms which were crossed on my desk. I just wanted nothing but to sleep and wake up to realize that everything has been a tragic nightmare. And that none of it was real.
My heart skipped when I felt a familiar chill down my spine. My back straightened as my eyes roamed the walls of my office for any other sign of life that was different from mine.
Then my gaze fell on Alexander, his huge build standing against the door with his arms crossed and his eyes fixed on me so intently, I actually contemplated shrinking into the ground.
“I was away for just two days and you're this excited to see me again?” He muttered with a smug look crossing his expression. I almost rolled my eyes but I stopped myself.
“You can't call that being excited, Alexander… I was just surprised? I thought you've finally found a reason to hate me” I muttered and I scoffed.
“More like found a reason to come here in the name of checking up on my Pack's Royal Doctor even though all I want to do right now is have those pretty legs of yours wrapped around me like a fucking treasure, and your soft body arching into mine all night till you don't even remember what it means to beg me to stop” he muttered and despite the despair I was feeling just seconds ago, I still felt my entire neck and face heating up like my life depended on it.
When I didn't respond, his gaze narrowed, almost knowingly, then he shifted his weight from the entrance, just a little bit before opening his arms wide.
“Come here, little Doc” he mumbled and I walked straight into his open arms, with zero hesitation or decency whatsoever.
I buried my face into his chest, letting the tears fall as I recalled all those good memories I thought I finally shared with a new friend. But they weren't even worth it. That friend betrayed me the moment there was a chance to do it.
I cried for long minutes, letting Alexander run his hand through my hair soothingly the entire time until I was able to bring myself to stop crying.
When I stopped, I glanced up at his face, mine puffy with tears. He tilted my face a bit higher with his fingers then planted one kiss each on my left eye, the right eye, my nosetip, then my lips.
I stood on a tiptoe, kissing him right back without a single care in the world, because right now, I felt like my body was burning. Burning for him. The mate I didn't even see for days.
He deepened the kiss, somehow found a way to lock the door behind him as he lifted me over my own desk and still kept kissing me like my lips was his only cure for insanity.
A loud moan escaped my lungs before I could stop myself, but he didn't stop.
He continued with the same tempo, his strong leg parting my knees, so he could stand between my legs as closely as he could.
My dress rode up dangerously high, his own bulge teasing my clothed wetness. Another moan slipped as he rubbed himself against me, slow and hard.
My pulse jumped, my breath quickening but he didn't stop, neither did he go any further. Until I was teetering on the last end of this intoxicating lust.
I pulled him closer, my arms wrapping around his neck as I arched against his body.
“Xander…”
“Hmm…” he hummed in response, his control in place even though the hunger in his eyes was consuming.
“Come on, do it… just do it, please” I moaned in frustration as I grind myself against his bulge.
“Do what?” He murmured darkly, his gaze piercing into mine relentlessly.
“Fuck me… raw… hard… however you want” I whispered in desperation and his lips found mine in a deep hard kiss, while his hand tore off the last shred of barrier that covered my wetness.
Before I knew it, all the stuff on my desk was all gone and I was laid over the hard surface like his sweet sacrificial lamb.
And right now, I really felt like one. I felt really nervous for some reasons, and the bigger reason was the fact that his eyes had never looked that dark… intense whenever we got intimate. Now it felt like I was going to be a prey while him, a predator.
My fingers tightened against the edge of the table when I felt him spread my legs wide open.
“Xan… oh shit” the hard swipe of his tongue on me cut my words short in a heartbeat.
My fingers dug into the wood as I tried to arch of the desk but each movement only pushed me deeper into the torture of his punishing mouth.
“Alexander… oh goddess… arghh” I blabbered, my breath coming in fast deep pants.
“Come on, give me all that juice, vixen. Every single drop” he muttered, and I immediately shattered, my body tensing up so hard I thought I saw real stars.
“Fuck, what do I do with you, little mate? I just can't get enough of you” he groaned as he entered me in one hard thrust.
“Oh… fuck” I moaned hard, my walls clamping around him firmly.
His groans mixed with my cries as he began moving, thrusting, hard, and deep until all I could do was let out short shaky whimpers of pleasure.