VALERIE'S POV
"I will deal with you later," His gaze held a promise, and not a very good one at that, before he turned to Damian, who looked at us in shock.
"She is the future Luna of the Deimos pack, and I would rather no one disrespect her because if she cried, I would rain havoc on you and your pack. And don't think this council will protect you," Ambrose's words made Damian grit his teeth, and he looked at me with animosity.
"Is this your decision too?" He asked me, and before I could say anything, Ambrose tore off his shirt from above, flashing the mark on his neck proudly.
"Do you need any other proof, Alpha Damian?" Ambrose asked, and Logan raised his brows at me, making me look away.
Yes. Beat me over it. I marked him. So what? I wanted to growl but contained my annoyance because I wasn't sure what was going on here.
"I bet you forced her into this," Damian was in denial, and I felt a headache coming.
"Look, I don't give two f*cks about what you care about. You should see yourself out because even if I don't accept any man in the world, you won't even make it to the list. You did me dirty and cunningly played the victim card. Men like you disgust me," I turned around and started walking off finally.
I swear if this time someone stops me, I am going to rip a limb off. I won't mind drinking the blood from that person either.
'You are scaring me, Valerie,' Adele said, and I smiled.
"Isn't it a good thing? That's exactly what I want to install here. Fear," I said to her before I closed my eyes and let my senses take over before opening my eyes.
"Guide me," I started running down the hill at full speed, turning left and right according to what Adele was guiding me.
"Valerie, stop! You can't go like this!" I heard Ambrose run behind me, and I increased my speed.
"Do you really think you can outrun me?" He said, and before I could reply to him, I saw him running and jumping on the trees above me, making me widen my eyes. It was enough to distract me because the next thing I knew, I stumbled on a stone and flew ahead, ready to fall.
However, before my face hit the ground, Ambrose held me in his arms, jumping a few steps back to control his momentum.
I know I should be angry, but I swear what he did just now made me fall for him again. I know he was doing it casually, but it was so cool that I had this sudden urge to thank him in a completely different manner.
Ambrose picked me up bridal style and started running towards God knows where.
"What is it? What do you want now? You made it clear that you are not happy with my hybrid self and -"
"Ambrose, where are you taking me? This is abduction, and you should know what would happen if Logan found out you forced me into this. I swear I will personally make you pay - oomph!" I groaned when he suddenly threw me on what looked like a bed.
I had closed my eyes earlier because his speed made me dizzy, and now that I look around, it looks like some kind of cottage.
"Why have you brought -"
"Sssshhh," he placed his finger on my lips, and I shut up, drinking the view in front of me with thirsty eyes.
"I am sorry," he said before he traveled his hand down to my neck. I arched my neck involuntarily to give him proper access to my neck and mark.
His touch sent pleasurable shocks down my body, and as angry as I wanted to stay with him, I knew he could smell that my body wanted him.
"I am sorry for acting like that. I was just shocked after finding out about that information. After exiting your apartment, I went straight to my pack. I had to confirm that my pack won't create problems for you in the future and accept you however you are. More than that, I was scared because I wanted you to do it again," He said, and I only understood half of what he was trying to say.
"What do you mean? Do what? Have sex with you?" I asked, and he sighed before bending to my eye level and placing his forehead on mine.
"That, and... I want you to drink my blood again. If possible, I want you to drink only my blood," Ambrose said, and I felt beyond shocked at his choice of words.
'Has he lost his mind?' Adele voiced out exactly what was going on inside my head, and I looked at him, confused.
What the hell is going on inside his head? Is he saying this because he feels a sense of responsibility? Does he think since he is the one who activated my curse, he should be the one to be offering his blood? Is it some kind of guilty conscience?
"You don't have to do it, okay? I know why you are saying this, but don't worry about it. I have got it under control. Stop thinking about it, okay? I won't go on a hungry rampage and start killing off innocent humans or werewolves if that's what you -"
"I wished, Valerie. I wished that was true. That's the thing that made me want to leave the apartment. I thought I was going crazy too, but even after thinking for so long, I came to only one decision," Ambrose pushed me onto the bed before tearing off the remaining of his clothes.
He stood there dressed in nothing but shorts, and I knew I should've dodged him, but I didn't. I wanted him to touch me exactly how he did last night.
"I want you to drink my blood only because I have this sick idea that it's our thing. It should be an intimate act. I want you to drink my blood every time we have sex. I don't care if others think this is crazy or if I am losing my mind, but this is what I want. So allow me to be your personal blood bank," He cupped my cheeks, and I felt my fangs aching at the choice of his words.
"Ambrose, you don't have any idea what you are talking about. You definitely need a reality check. Do you think it would be easy? You are an alpha! You will lose so much blood and -" I couldn't complete my words.
His soft lips crashed on mine, and I opened my mouth to protest, but his hot tongue immediately entered my mouth, and it was enough for me to moan and forget about everything else.
"Ambrose, this isn't right,"
"I forgot what is right and left it far behind from the moment I laid my eyes on you and decided I want you to be mine," his hands traveled under my top and grabbed my already hard n*pples, squeezing them painfully, earning a moan from me.
"You know nothing about vampires, my love. I will teach you everything. I won't suffer from any loss of blood. Since we are mates, every time you have that intimate session with me, my blood will regenerate at a much quicker speed," he grabbed my chin and took off my pants and panties in a single go.
"I hope this much information is enough for you," he said, and I looked into his captivating gray eyes as he looked at me with an emotion that was too hard to comprehend.
"Ambrose, you shouldn't be risking everything for me like this. What would other alphas say if they heard about it? We still have time. I haven't entered your pack, and the bond isn't too old either. You can still reject the mark and -"
"Aaaaaaaaa!" I screamed in pain and pleasure when he suddenly parted my legs and slammed into me without mercy or warning.
"Ambrose!"
"Every time you say something like rejection, I will fuck you so hard that you won't be able to walk for a week, I swear. I controlled a hell lot last night, but today I have a valid reason to punish you. So don't you dare test me," Ambrose said, and I finally gave in.
"So what are you waiting for? Did I say you should stop? F*ck the brains out of me," I grinned, and as if it was all the permission he needed, he tore my top and brasserie before throwing them to God knows where.
With his hot mouth on my left nipple and other hand kneading my other breast, his hard and thick d*ck inside me, he lifted one of my legs before placing it above his shoulder, and my eyes widened in pain and pleasure at the new depth.
"Aaaaaaaa! Ambrose!" I screamed when he slammed harder.
"Yes, moan that name for me. Moan that name until your throat aches. This is what naughty b*tches like you deserve," Ambrose growled and bit the area on my mark, making me scream in pleasure.
"Aaaaa!"
"Aaaa!"
"Ambrose! You motherf*ker... aahhhh," I groaned, feeling my mind hazy and cloudy with a load of emotions filled with pleasure.
Stars danced in my vision as he slammed inside me repeatedly, and I groaned with each thrust, panting like a real b*tch.
"Aaaaaahh..yes!!" I screamed louder when he kissed my lips again, massaging one of my breasts and my mark on the neck as he shifted his weight on his elbows.
"Do you want me to fuck you harder?" He asked, grabbing a fistful of my hair, and I nodded.
"Yes, plea- be harder. Aaaaa!" I couldn't comprehend what I was saying anymore. The feeling of his thick dick pushing open my walls as it hit the end of my entrance and the innermost side was making my vision turn dark, and my heart beat at a pace I had never imagined was possible.
"Tell me you are my b*tch. Say that you belong to Ambrose. Say that you are Cyrus's sexy bitch," he slammed harder into me, and I moaned before nodding.
"Yes. I am your bitch. Please take me harder, sir," I said, and he immediately paused.
I thought I said something bad but the next moment, he turned me around, lifting me on fours before he grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked my head backward.
With his one hand grabbing my neck and the other my boobs, he slammed harder into me from behind, and I supported my weight on my knees and chest as he pushed my head on the bed.
"F*ck, Valerie. I don't think I will be able to live without you anymore," He groaned, and I shut my eyes as tears flew from my eyes because of pain and pleasure.
I was nearing my orgasm and wanted to enjoy every second of it.
"Ambrose, I am ... I am..." I started, and he slammed harder into me.
"Aaaaaaaaaaa!" I screamed the hardest I probably ever had as he rode the orgasm out of me, and it wasn't long before I heard him cursing out loud.
"F"ck, mmmm, aaah," he groaned, filling me with his seed, and I gulped as he kept riding me for a few seconds before he laid on top of me from behind.
With my back to his chest, I felt his whole weight on me, and I don't know if it was supposed to be therapeutic, but it made me feel so relaxed that my fangs, which were urging me to bite him, calmed down.
Well, now that I think about it. I think I can use this kind of calming treatment.