Chapter 50
AMELIA
“What are you doing?” Ryden came from behind, his arms snaked around me, cupping my breasts. “Leave that for later. I need you now.”
“It can’t wait, Ryden. I’m almost done, anyway.”
He shushed me, sliding his hands into the black lingerie I was wearing. I already bit my bottom lip to stifle my moan when he got to rub his thumb against my sensitive nipples.
“Alpha.” I bit my bottom lip harder, it might bleed. His fingers just rolled my nipples, pinching them to almost painful, yet, I could feel my body reacting against his touch.
My skin felt hot. My breathing hitched. My head dropped back, resting against his chest, and I felt his cock growing hard pressed against my butt.
“I want you,” he whispered, voice raspy and breathy, spreading goosebumps all over my skin. He shut the laptop and put it aside, grabbing me by my waist to the middle of the bed.
“You’re such a dick sometimes.”
“I’ve been called worse. Get naked and spread your legs for me. I miss the taste of your pussy.”
“And crude, too.” I rolled my eyes but had no choice but to obey, knowing that was what I wanted, too— to sate the hunger and ache growing down my belly. I took off the lingerie, got naked, and spread the way he ordered me to. I instantly felt the coldness sipped through my core. I was wet— dripping wet.
He sat up abruptly and quickly pulled his boxers down, freeing his rigid cock. He watched me ogle him and lick my dried lips. His eyes and expressions darkened, almost feral and deadly.
Without another word, he grabbed me by my knees, spread my thighs apart, positioned himself between my legs, buried his face, and took his feast.
“Agh!” My head bucked against the pillow, hands gripped tightly into the sheet as I felt the first touch of his rough tongue grazing against my over-sensitive clit.
My reaction made him groan as I tried to clamp my thighs together. The vibration from his chest ignited the already fire inside me.
He knew how to make me go weak. He knew my body too well. He knew how to please me. He knew what made me come undone.
He flicked his tongue against my clit, then sucked it to his mouth. I writhed deliriously under his mercy. Then licked me clean and sucked my folds again. My entire body shook and
went rigid the moment he slid his tongue in between my slicked folds, fucking me relentlessly. Then I felt something he’d never done before, almost obscene to me, knowing he’d never penetrated me there before.
At the first touch of the rough pad of his thumb on my forbidden hole, my body tensed, yet it burned me with desire inside. Excitement filled my chest, fluttering my belly, and I lifted my hips in consent.
The longer he pressed his thumb and rubbed it in circles, the more I grew wetter.
He kept eating me with his voracious appetite and teasing me in the other orifice. I’d never felt so turned on that it made me want to combust.
One last suck on my clit, a feral cry torn off my throat, and my body arched and convulsed in a volatile extraordinaire orgasm.
Ryden didn’t even give me enough time to recover, he positioned himself. A little nudge of warning was all I got before he thrust and buried his length inside me.
“Fuck.” A growl tore off his throat as he sunk it all into the hilt. It felt so good and full, his hot and hard as a rod dick stretching me.
“Ry—” He silenced me with a brutal open tongue-sucking kiss and then fucked me fast and hard relentlessly as if his life depended on it. I couldn’t complain but moan deliriously. No words to describe it but one pure hard fucking.
He drove deep as he could go in grunts and growls as if he wanted to mark me, to break all records of fucking, to dominate my body and soul. And I let him. I let him do whatever he wanted to me.
I surrendered my body, my soul, and my heart to him, even if he was way brutal and rough.
I rocked my hips wildly, meeting his rhythm as pleasures consumed me and it felt like my thoughts, my body left the earth, taking me to a beautiful unknown universe.
After we shared a shower, he changed to a more formal outfit.
“You have a hot date?”
“Not a date and not even hot.” He turned his head to kiss me on the lips. “You can come with me but you’ll get bored. So you better catch some sleep. You need it.”
“Our recon was a bust.”
“I know, baby. We still have more nights to go to finish the recon.”
“I thought you prefer ladybug to baby.”
He smiled, the kind of smile that reached his eyes. “You’re everything beautiful.”
I came to help him with his dark night blue tie. “You definitely have a date.”
He laughed. “Yup. Business meeting. I hope it goes well, Amelia.”
“Well, good luck, Alpha. I know you will nail it.” I kissed him quickly, finishing it with a little fix of his tie. “You’re worth a billion bucks.”
“Thanks. I’ll see you later. No. Stay and rest. I’ll pick up some food on the way.”
“Hey. Take your time. I’m not going anywhere.”
“Bye.” One kiss and he left. Once the door shut closed behind him, and the car engine started, I picked up my phone and texted Ren.
AMELIA: Ryden is going to a business meeting. Have you heard anything from your mom?
REN: Nope.
I sighed and twisted my lips. Maybe Mei did not find Crimson Corporation profitable. After all, they would be investing millions of dollars.
AMELIA: Thanks.
I may have fallen asleep longer. It was already dark outside when I got up, and still no signs of Ryden at the house. I made myself a sandwich and grabbed my phone for messages and missed calls. I didn’t find anything urgent or an SOS.
I freshened up and headed to the pack house. The living room was silent, but the boys were there, watching something muted on the television. Something was going on. I could feel the tension and fear thick in the air.
They did not even notice my arrival until I spoke.
“Guys, have you seen Alpha?”
“Amelia.” Walker got up from the crowded couch. “Alpha is in the infirmary.”
“Is he okay?” My heart almost stopped beating.
“Yes.”
“Thanks.” I dashed towards the infirmary at my enhanced speed.
I almost bumped into him if he wasn’t fast enough to hold me in his arms.
“Oh, Goddess.” I hugged him tight.
When he pulled away, he looked disheartened, but somehow relieved to see me.
“What’s going on?” I looked behind his shoulder, and there were movements behind the curtain.
“Jaxon was attacked on his way to his house.” His eyes were instantly shadowed by what happened here weeks ago.
“What? How?” I asked as horror filled my chest.
“Not by wraiths. It was a werewolf. He has a gust of claw marks on his chest.”
“I wanna see him.” I was already walking towards the bed before he could reply.
I entered. Mom was patching him up. He seemed under sedation. Mya was here, Jaxon’s mate, helping mom. “How is he?”
“The wound is bad, and will leave a massive scar, but he will recover.” Mom removed her gloves and threw them into the bin before she came and hugged me. “Be careful out there, honey.”
“You, too, Mom.” I went back to my mate waiting for me with his arms crossed over his chest. “I’m sorry, Beetle, or do you prefer Tarantula.”
“Yeah. Me, too. But I will find whoever did this. This time, I won’t be so merciful.”