Chapter 63 Marks Of Betrayal
Chapter 63
Rosa's POV.
The towel fell off Ryder's waist. My eyes drew to it. It couldn't look away. This is the time it betrayed me. It betrayed me because I couldn't just look away for once.
The exact body I had longed for months, that muscular chest, that well built physique. Those calming and penetrating greenish eye-balls and his well chiseled jawline. To crown it all, his fully erected penis inside of me.
The adrenaline and that beast-like energy Ryder always used to f…k my brain out.
Begging him not to stop is an understatement especially when he is hitting the right spot?
Ryder drew me closer. I pushed him away… But could not get out of his firm grip on my hand.
He drew me closer to him. Then a firm kiss followed. I tried to resist him. I truly did. But my resolve crumbled the moment his breath mingled with mine. The moment his hand traced the curve of my back like he had every right.
I couldn't lie that every part of me wanted him now.
Like he had cast a spell on me. I was barely shouting at the top of my voice a moment ago, erupting in anger everything inside of me.
Fuck you!” I hissed, my breath, shaky , “you think you can bribe me with this?”
He turned me around, my back against his chest, his breath low, steady but punishing to my body.
“Sh… all the fire you were throwing at me, I know you feel me just as much as I feel you.”
I tried to struggle from his grip for the last time. But I knew I was lying to myself. Then he pressed a firm grip on my nape.
Fine,” I said quietly, heat gathering in between my inner thighs, I feel you, but don't think for a second that means you have won.”
“Won? Is this a competition or something?” Ryder quietly replied. This time, pressing a light kiss frequently on my nape . His well deft fingers had located the zip of my blouse and zip down slowly, exposing my back to his continuous torturing.
In the midst of this, shame didn't find us that were standing right in the middle of his large living room? What if someone comes in?
I could not control myself anymore. My breath hitched.
Every time you do this to my body …” I trailed off, "I just forgot how to fight you …"
Then the kissing increased. Ryder bent low, drawing my well plated skirt up to my mid region.
And start to kiss my inner thigh. Oh! My… I lost my mind completely. Then he unbuckled my skirt, taking me away from it. Everything fell to the floor like a pack of cards….
I trailed off. Throwing my head backward. Biting my lower lips. I cupped my chest tightly like it was the only thing that mattered to me. Intense heat gathered at my inner thigh like never before, this time arousal fluid had been trickling down.
Ryder never for once took his lips away from my inner thigh like there was something in between my thigh needed to save his life that he wanted to extract there.
He bent me over and shifted my soaked pants to one side. Then he drifted his fore-finger into my honey pot…
My body caved in, “ … is this … the … right place…to … f…k… me, take me inside.. just take me… Inside and … fuck… me like have … been waiting … my whole life…”
I begged, my body hungry for his touch.
Ryder rose back from his knees.“Begging already?” He whispered into my ears, smirking. “You swear you don't want me?”
Then he scooped me up into his arms. “Common with me Rosa, let me show you what you have been missing for months.”
A few hours later.
Ryder f…ked me like two lovers who had long been separated from each other's arms due to war for close to two hours.
He held me in his arms while we were in bed. I had helped him to bandage the injury he got from Alpha Vexhood's totem the other day.
“This is the time for you to strike, now gather able bodied wolves that can strike alpha Jax down and the pack now. It is in turmoil now and this is the time for you to claim your throne. But before that, loyalists and pack members weren't enough, you have to buy pack loyalists now that can raise protest and march to the king's palace tomorrow for Jax to leave the throne.”
“I will make some contact now and get this done,” Ryder replied.
We have hardly finished the discussion when one of his maid knocked on the door steps,
“Breakfast is ready, my lord.”
I stepped out of the bed without hesitation, “I think I will have to fill my empty stomach before hunger strikes me down.”
I was the first person to get to the dining room.
The meal was a slow smoked pork rib with dark spices and brushed with a burnt honey glaze. Served with roasted corn and herb-butter potato.
The maid was respectful unlike the idiot that opened the front door earlier. Though this is not the first time I am setting my eyes on her here.
The Ryder's had been a familiar one to me with six seater and expensive lighting hanging below.
Then I saw something strange. Ivory bracelet. I picked it up.
I wrinkled my brow. This belongs to only one person I know in this life of sin.
Caramel. Intense uneasiness settled within me … I balled the bracelet in between my palms.
The maid who had been cautious and spoke with me about her life and struggles she faced at Stormfang pack before coming here was not really sitting well with me anymore.
I had drifted off completely thinking about Rosa.
Can she truly do this? I doubt it… It's one of Ryder's flings.
I wrapped the bracelet between my palm
“My lady, please don't tell the boss that you found out.”
Then I lifted my head.
The maid's eyes widened, then she flattened her lip, a sign that she had let out too much.
What do you mean by that?” I cautiou
sly asked.
N…no.. nothing,” she stammered.
I was ready to press further until Ryder's footsteps echoed into the room