Chapter 17: Flings
~Aiden’s POV~
Melissa squirmed under my touch, panting and moaning as I rubbed her clit, giving her the pleasure she truly deserves. This would relieve her in some way, calm her and make her forget about my father's words for a while. I increased my pace, doubling my finger as she trembled beneath me, her eyes deeply closed. Her breaths came out ragged, her mouth parting every now and then to release a moan.
“Aiden.” she whispered, more like a plea, “don't stop.” her sultry voice made a shiver run down my spine, my dick aching painfully. I closed my eyes, inhaling a shaky breath, “Melissa, tell me you want me.” I stopped, staring into her beautiful eyes. She stared at me as well, her soft hands trailing down my cheeks, “I want you, Aiden. I want you so bad and you know it.”
Hell, those were the words I've been waiting for. They turned me on so bad, I could already imagine myself running through her. I tore off the rest of her clothes and positioned myself at her wet entrance, getting her all ready for me. In one swift movement, I pushed myself in, watching as her eyes rolled back in pleasure, her grip on the comforter tightening with each passing second. She bit her lips, wanting to hold back her moan, but I increased my pace, slamming and going into her wet hole like it was perfectly made for me.
She tightened her grip on me, head turning from side to side, and I could tell she was close to having a release. Rather than stopping, I moved faster, slapping her skin and fumbling her breasts. She moaned louder, her voice turning me on even more. Close to my release, I placed my hands on her knees, pushing her forward, “Lisa, fuck!”
“Aiden.” she whimpered, running her hands through her hair. Right now, I could only compare her to a goddess of temptation sent to rob my soul from me. Hell, I would do everything, whatever it takes to own her like this, to have her down for me always. I couldn't even imagine a world without her. I gave her one final thrust, watching as she swung her hips forward and she sighed, letting out a loud moan, “Aiden….”
Having Melissa in my arms was the best thing ever, the best feeling ever, and watching her sleep so peacefully made my heart flutter in inexplicable ways. She was completely bare before me, her gorgeous body filled with my perfect marks and touches. I felt my dick arousing again, wanting to fill her up again, and I sighed, pushing myself away. She needs some rest.
Rather than lurking around the room while Melissa was asleep, I thought of ways to convince my father that Melissa was better. Pushing the door open, I strode outside with the aim to convince my father. As I walked through the hallway, the whispers of the maids around made me curious, they seemed to be talking about Melissa's arrival and how she made me challenge the Alpha's authority.
I felt anger surge through my veins. It was only our first day here, and they were already spreading such ridiculous rumors about my mate. I charged towards them, wanting to put the maids in their place, but Pete's familiar voice made me halt. He strode towards me, his familiar smirk hanging on his face, “Dude, you could have told me when you arrived.”
“Been busy with some stuff.” I shrugged, walking right next to him, but Pete threw me a suspicious gaze. He tucked his hands in his pocket as his lips slowly curled into a smile, “Busy fucking her?” he grinned, fastening his steps and I growled, his words angering me to no end. I moved towards him and punched him in the gut, “Don't speak about my mate that way!”
“Boy's going protective all of a sudden.” He smirked as we walked past a few other maids, “What about your flings in the pack? Are you going to forget them all.” he asked, his brows raised.
It took me some thought not to punch him in the gut again. Just like always, Pete was fond of spouting nonsense words to anger me.
Hell, I have no idea what he derives from seeing me upset. Flings? He made that sound as if I was committed to them In some way, but we were only fuck buddies and nothing more.
Before we went into that agreement, I plainly told them to lock up their feelings when it comes to me, and they took that seriously. They never brought up the whole feelings and love shit, but it was a surprise Pete was bringing it up now. We made a turn, heading straight to the throne room, “You know those flings mean nothing to me.”
Pete bit his lips, stifling a laugh, “Have you forgotten about Ariana?” he asked, and I gasped, my hands flying over to my mouth. Well, I must have forgotten about Ariana and only judged my other flings.
Ariana was not only pretty, she was smart as well. A stunning blonde with curves at the right places. I'd explained the whole fling issue to her, she had no issues, but after a few weeks, she started to develop feelings for me.
Not just that, she went as far as planting herself in the pack house as a pack warrior. She was desperate to get closer to me, to understand me and have more of me. I was obsessed with finding my mate. Things with Ariana and other girls were just to satisfy my urge and now that I have Melissa, they might as well go to hell because I no longer give a fuck about them.
“She's a pack warrior here, I know.” I sighed, avoiding his gaze. Pete, that bastard. Why would he remember things I didn't?
He nodded slowly, standing in front of the throne room, “She’s going to make your mate's life a living hell and you know it.” he pointed out, making all matters worse. I swallowed hard, placing my hands on the doorknob, “I'll find a way to make her quit.”
“You know she wouldn't.” Pete said, rolling his eyes, “She's one of the best fighters in the shadow claw pack. Do you think she would give up everything because of you and your mate?”