Chapter 40 40
Vivienne~~
What was he doing? He stood up and began pulling up his shirt.
As he dropped it on the sofa, my mouth widened, staring at his well-defined abs, muscular shoulder, and sharp jaw. He marched towards the bed where I sat and lay down. I couldn't get my eyes off his huge body on the bed. “Alpha?! Is everything okay?”
He nodded and winked at me. “I want to get some rest. Feel free to join me.”
What? What had come over him to say that?
I didn't want to miss the opportunity. Maybe he had finally given up on his mate because of the incident, and I hoped it would remain that way onwards. I flung my hair to the side and stood up slowly. Why would I refuse to climb onto his bed if he demanded it?
“Alpha, I could sleep off in the process…” I calmly said while getting off my footwear. He said nothing, but his gaze on me was so soft and welcoming for the first time since I knew him. I climbed onto the bed and lay beside him, but he slowly pulled me towards himself, and I rested my head on his arms. “Aren't you going to feel numb afterwards?”
He shook his head, his gaze fixated on me. “Let's see if you're going to win over her with this privilege,” he whispered, staring me deep in the eyes. I rolled my eyes once before I was able to get what he meant. “So, what do you get, Vivienne?”
For the first time, he mentioned my name with that soft tone. He had always called me ‘female’ while in my father's house, and if he dared call me by my name, it was with a harsh tone that caused me to flinch.
If that's the case, then let's say this could be my only opportunity to grab him myself. And I knew that for him to say this to me, he had thought and decided to give me a chance and get over his mate.
I placed my palm on his cheek, caressing my thumb on his skin. For goddess sake, I hadn't seen this charming side of him until now. His grey eyes sparkled, and I simply gulped. Wouldn't he think I was desperate? I wanted to kiss his delicate lips, but I was scared he would refuse me.
‘Let's try! Besides, he wants to know what we got…’ my wolf suggested to me, and I took a soft gulp, maintaining eye contact with him.
Staring at his lips for so long, with none of us saying a thing, I couldn't help but crash my lips onto his. He did not resist, nor did he respond, yet I kept kissing him.
I rolled my tongue in his mouth, drowned by the taste of his saliva while savoring every flesh of his lips.
His arms went over my back, and he lay over me, finally responding to it.
I melted under him, still not letting go of his lips and kissing him with as much energy as he did. I pressed my palms on his cheeks, feeling cold between my legs. It's been ages since I felt this way for a man, and I loved that he was the man I had to submit to once again.
Thankfully, I wasn't putting on my brassiere, so my thick, hard nipples rubbed on his chest continuously. I couldn't wait to have him dominate me so I would moan aloud like that bitch of his mate does.
He ran his palms down my waist, and I waited for him to take control of my waist. I wanted him to slide down my pants from my legs and widen them to his satisfaction. I needed him to smell my pùssy hole and savor his tongue down there.
Shivers ran down my spine when I felt his finger on my waist, and then he softly caressed my thighs while raising my gown above.
My breath caught several times. I wouldn't even believe in my dreams that the almighty alpha Knox would want to claim me after treating me like some unseen noun. I slowly parted my legs as he trailed his palms above to my pelvis from under my dress, and soon, he shifted my string panties to the side.
I couldn't shut my lips; my eyes landed on his face just to catch him staring at me.
I gasped as he rubbed his finger on the thick lips between my thighs again and again, then finally slid his finger into my dampness.
Fuck! I took a deep swallow, staring at him while he fingerfucked me as if his life depended on that. He thrust his finger in and out of my hole, faster, and then he added one more finger and increased the pace.
I nearly forgot how to breathe. I couldn't contain the sweetness that overwhelmed me down to my clit. My heart raced too fast, and I thought I would choke up.
He maintained eye contact with me, sliding his finger in and out of my honeypot.
I was covered in sweat, parting my legs and rocking my ass on the bed while he didn't stop penetrating his finger deeper into me.
This could be the test from him. If I did well in bed with him, then he could choose me.
At some point, I couldn't contain my moans and squeezed the hell out of the bedsheet. My body trembled so much, as I groaned louder, he fucked me faster.
My breath became ragged. I wasn't getting enough of it, but that moment, he pulled out his finger.
Goddess, I thought he was going to penetrate his còck into me, but he rather smelled his two fingers, which he had gotten outta me, and his expression turned cold. The soft look he had given me turned to a sharp glare, and his jaw clenched.
I didn't understand what was going on as he began getting out of bed. My lips were too heavy to speak; I felt so hot at that moment, and I was almost at the peak. I lay back on the bed, unsure what was going on with him, but instantly slid my fingers into my honeypot.
I thrusted with all my strength, moaning uncontrollably. I hadn't come to his palace with my dildo, and now he was doing this to me.
By the time he came out of the bathroom, I was at my climax and didn't care, but thrust myself continuously before his very eyes. I couldn't stand the pleasure overwhelming me, but kept twisting my fingers in my hole, while my pùssy wall clenched around my fingers.
My breath hung in my throat. I forced my fingers to deepen into my cunt until I released a heavy breath, then slowly pulled my fingers out of my honeypot.
I sat up to see his brutal expression, and then he sat down on the sofa opposite the bed.
What was he up to? Was the test I needed to pass for me to be chosen? The agreement was to seduce him, which I could attest to having done just now.
“If you're finally satisfied, then start leaving and don't ever dare to come in here.” His lips moved, and I wanted to assume that I was hearing things. “Didn't you hear me?”
Was everything okay with him? I climbed down the bed and straightened my dress, then bowed to him. “Alpha, what is it that I did?”
He didn't respond to me for what felt like eternity, and since I began feeling uncomfortable with how he glared at me, I made use of the door. Whatever my offense was, I couldn't tell.
I had already walked out of his room when I recalled how he smelled his fingers after pulling them out of me. Could this be a setup? I should have known that he wasn't up to something right when he allowed me in easily.