Filed to story: The Alphas Contract Novel by Taylor West >>
He nibbles on my ear lobe again and liftsoff the ground with one arm, drapingover his shoulder while bending to grab my crutches. Damien quickly scales the stairs, taking two at a time. His hand wrapped around my ass as the tips of his fingers remain against my throbbing pussy.
“Finally alone.”
He mutters, loweringto my feet. His hand quickly returns to the back of my head. Knotting up in my hair as he slams his lips against mine. A low growl rumbles from his throat.
Letting go of my hair, he pulls my tee up and over my head, tossing it to one side. He spends a moment with his eyes roaming over my black lace bra and to the ropey scar that runs along my right shoulder and down towards my right breast.
“What happened?”
He asks in a low voice.
“It was a long tago. I don’t really remember.”
He traces a finger along it. “You have Alpha blood, you can heal quickly.”
“It was before I had Midnight. I landed on glass, I think. I’m not really sure. I was five, maybe six.” He doesn’t respond, instead his lips leave little sparks of electricity along the scar as he makes his way towards my breasts.
His fingers graze my nipples through the black lace of my bra. His touch has them hardening in seconds and Damien leans down to suck each one through the fabric. The heat from his tongue has them hardening until they are painful.
As a moan escapes my lips, he pulls the fabric away, taking a bare nipple into his mouth and rolls it between his teeth.
I was desperate for his fingers to slip inside my shorts, to slide between my folds, but he keeps them away, teasing every urgency fromas the dampness between my thighs grows.
He stops to pull off his own black tee, muscle upon muscle with perfect definition. The tribal tattoos travelled further than his neck too. Running down over his shoulders and chest and disappearing under the waistband of his jeans.
Pressing himself back against me, I feel his hardened length, swelling in his jeans and pushing up against my thigh.
His hand finally slips inside my shorts, but he keeps it on the outside of my thang, circling two fingers right above my entrance. “Damien.”
I whisper, throwing my head back with frustration. I wanted his fingers inside of me. I wanted him to makeorgasm He slows his fingers down “There’s no rush.”
He nips at my jaw sending more electricity through me.
A long low moan falls from my lips as I roll my hips against his hand. His hand stills, but firmly cupsand I wish that I wasn’t wearing any underwear.
His lips move back to the fresh mark on my neck, his teeth once again”
scraping over my skin. As another moancFips through me, he pulls the thorny’ to one side and forces-a finger in-Fhen a second and a thied. Céntent belongs to Damien holdstight as my body bucks against him. Wave after wave of delight taking over.
As my hips slow to a gentle rock, he pulls my gym shorts fromand quickly removes the thong toa.
Lifting me, he carriesto the ottoman at the end of my bed. Sitting on it, he pullson his lap, facing away from him. Spreading his legs wide, he carefully lifts each one of mine over his until I’m spread for all to see We are opposite the full length mirror, where I could see my own juices leaking from my pussy.
His hand slides over me, a finger running the length of my folds before dipping inside. He lets out his own growl as my juices run down over his hand and his thumb begins circling my clit
“So fucking wet.”
He mutters in my ear before nipping at my lobe Mу! head rolls back over his shoulder. “Watch.”
He mutters forcing my head up.
Glancing at ttewmirror. His fingers are knuckle deep inside of me. His free hancMiinds my nipples, → M squeezing roughly as he plungeshis fingerssintoover and over all white-keeping his thumb firmaly on royclit. %
I couldn’t keepny head from rolling back. My back arches away from his chest as my pussy clamps around-> his fingets. He stills, lettingride Hé out thabiggest orgasm I had ever hadxintil I fall back against him, completely spent.
“Oh I’m just getting started, mate.
Neah “Where did he take her?”
I demand as I step out through the back door into the pitch black of night. I had no idea what tit was, but the adrenaline was pumping throughanyway. Several guards move closer, yet keep their attention on the surrounding area.
“I don’t know.”
Dane mutters back, grabbing my wrist to stop me. “Just let him be, there is nothing you can do.”
“Maybe I can save her.
“Neah she isn’t dying, she isn’t hanging on to life by a strand. She is dead. Salem tore her heart out.”
My heart plummets. A part ofhad hoped he was wrong, that Jenson had taken Jess to find a way to help her. “He took…. He took her heart?”
“Among slicing her up pretty bad.”
I feel Nyx’s sorrow along with my own. Jess was just a kid. She was family. She was like me. She had helpedsee what I could do. “Why?”
A single tear rolls dawn my cheek. I don’t even try to fight the flood that’s about to come. I’m so angry. “Why would he do that to her?”
“I don’t know. I thought his end gwas to get at Damien, but he has nothing to do with Jess.”
“You said she let him out.”
“According to Roan.”
‘We can speak to him!’ Nyx murmurs. ‘We need to know why Jess was down there!’ I nod my head in agreement and repeat the words to Dane.
“No. I need you to stay in the house.”
He tries to tugback through the door. I slap his hand away. “Neah, we don’t know where he is. We don’t know if his plan is to cafter you next or Damien, even Raven.”
“Or Mallory.”
I mutter, watching her stumble forward, towards us. Her arms cling against her stomach. Blood profusely spilling over. She can’t walk in a straight line either, almost like she is drunk.
“Shit. Don’t move.”
He charges over to her. Lifting her from the ground.
‘It’s Salem.”
I hear her mutter.
As Dane brings her closer, I see her dirty blonde fair is stained with blood and parts of her intestines x>> hang from her body. My stomach back fips as I fight the urge to.gag. Apparently I could handle halding a heart but intestines were just too rrftich. Dane brings her inside. His eyes glaze over as he drops her onto the table. I just stand there, watching. She was probably on the verge of death and not a single bit ofcared. She should have died instead of Jess.
“Letsee.”
I hear Dane tell her.
She removes her arms and if she was upright. all the organs of her abdomen would have fallen out.
Damien is right behind her. He grabs Mallory’s hand, holding it against his own chest “Hold on. Just hold on.”
His dark eyes flicker to me. “Don’t let her die. She doesn’t deserve this.”
It tookfar too long to realise that Raven was waiting forto say something No give her the go ahead to save another Lycan because ~ technically, Dane wasn’t their leader. wassBut was I cruel enough. to say noafter what she did to me2Was cruel enough to let her suffer a long and painful death? Nyx was oddly quiet too.
“Save her.”
Dane mutters before I get a chance to make my decision. “Neah is my mate, we both lead this pack and she is my guest. Save her, Raven.”
“I need stuff from the hospital.”
Raven mutters as she inspects Mallory’s open wound
“What do you need?”
Damien and Dane ask in unison. Raven starts making a list as I watch Mallory drift into unconsciousness. “Hurry. But be careful, we don’t know where Salem is.”
She mutters as the men disappear out the back door.
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