Filed to story: Owned by the Alphas Novel
“Why?” I demanded, trying to fight back the tears.
“Because it’s the way it is,” he said, then hung his head. When he brought it back up, his smirk was gone, his lips turned down.
“Look, I can’t explain this to you, and I don’t expect you to understand because you are a human, but there are things we have to do as wolves and I swear to you this offerings shit is not about what you think. There’s a reason for it. A good one.”
“But you can’t tell me what it is?”
He shook his head, and I chewed my lip. I took a few breaths. I had to get this over and done with then. He had to fuck me. I couldn’t leave a virgin, so I had to sort it myself.
“I need a minute, is that the bathroom?” I asked.
He nodded. “Yeah, we have to shower between each girl,” he said, and I laughed at that. It was actually comforting to know.
I climbed from the bed and went inside. I leaned against the door, taking deep breaths. I shook out my hands then stared into the mirror.
My cheeks were flushed, my eyes wide and full of something I couldn’t place. I just had to shut it off. I had done that before.
I turned away from the mirror, turned the light off, then closed my eyes. I ran my hands down the silk on my body, brushing over my nipples.
I needed to feel, not think. I needed to get myself ready since the alpha wasn’t going to do it. I sucked in a breath as I pinched down on my nipple, sending pleasure through me.
My other hand slipped under my nightie, finding the slick folds beneath my panties and the nub of flesh that released a pleasure within me, making my body hot and climb high.
A growl came from the other side of the door. “I can still smell you,” he breathed dangerously.
I gasped and looked toward the lock. I dove for it at the same time he swung open the door, which had me landing in his arms.
He picked me up and threw me on the bed. I gasped, my body excited from my teasing, but instead of him trying to slide inside me like he had done before, his lips crushed on mine.
My gasp was caught by his desperate mouth moving with mine, finding my tongue, dancing with it.
I wrapped my arms around him as his hands moved over my breasts, gripping them in his hand, his thumb toying with my nipple as I arched into his touch. I gasped against his mouth as heat consumed me.
It was exactly what I wanted from him, the taste, the fire, the pleasure taking me from my fear of pain and into a whole new place where it didn’t matter.
Nikolai growled in my ear as my nails raked down his ripped body. So impressively sculpted, it had my greedy hands outlining each ab. Each muscle. I wanted to know it all.
I didn’t just want to lose my purity tonight, I wanted to lose my innocence. That part of me that had no idea what was really about to happen because I lacked experience. I didn’t want that to be true after Nikolai had been inside me.
And I definitely didn’t want to be the only one losing control. I wanted to know what it felt like, taking the power from such a beast.
I kissed him with everything I had, savoring the sweetness of the wine on his tongue as it met mine. Savoring the feel of his fingers as they dragged down my thigh.
Nikolai’s ragged breathing sent sparks of carnal pleasure through me. I moaned back into him, his body near crushing me as he rocked his hips against mine.
His fingers slipped beneath my silk, skimming my ass in the lace panties before he wound his finger in the side of them and tore them off in a single swipe.
His claw nipped my skin and I sucked in a breath. It should’ve hurt but it didn’t.
Instead, it had my body growing even hotter.
“Touch me,” I breathed, needing something between my legs to cure the blinding throb.
I was so desperate for him, it would’ve been pathetic if it didn’t make him exactly the same way. This big ass wolf, losing control over me, a mere human, a winter born, cursed human.
It was intoxicating and had me grabbing his hand, lowering it down my body to the damp center of my thighs.
“Not allowed.”
He nipped my lips, his fangs drawing blood. But I welcomed the taste. Even welcomed the slight sting that came with the pleasure of his fingers brushing my folds.
He was tempted, and I wanted him to give in. I didn’t care if he was allowed or not.
If I was giving him my body, giving him my sacred virginity like some token or payment, then he could take it in the form I offered it. Or not at all.
I was guessing that wouldn’t go down well.
“Please. I need it.”
His responding growl shook me, vibrating in my core before he kissed down my body, over my nipples that fell out of the disheveled silk I wore.
I arched into him, his tongue claiming my peak, sending ecstasy straight to my core.
I panted, consumed by the feeling as he gave me what I needed.
His fingertip pressed against my entrance. Then paused. I bucked my hips at him and he pinned them down, a veined, tattooed forearm over my abdomen.
“Tell no one what happened here,” he ordered.
I rolled my eyes. He’d already made me promise him that. I sat up on my elbows, then pointed to his bite mark that was still red.
“You already bit that oath into me,” I breathed.
He smirked, lowering himself to the mark, licking it slowly. I shivered, goosebumps forming over my skin as I pulled in a breath between my teeth. So fucking sensitive, that thing.
Nikolai licked it again and I gasped, my jaw falling open as it stoked the flames inside me.
“I mean it, human. My lips”–he slid up my body again, his fingers still teasing my entrance. I looked up to his eyes, still fading between red and green, like he was forcing the better half of himself to stay in control–“were never on you.”
He kissed me. “My fingers”–he stroked along my pussy, pleasure ricocheting inside me, desperate for more–“were never inside you.”
He slipped the finger in and I cried out, arching into the feeling. I needed him to move, but he kept his finger still inside me, his breathing just as harsh as mine as he leaned in. “Do you understand?”
I whimpered as his finger curled in, sending a shooting spark of pleasure through every bone in my body.
“If you don’t move that fucking finger, I will scream it from the rooftops,” I threatened.
His eyes narrowed, his thumb pressing against my throbbing nub. My fists clenched in the blankets.
“I’m warning you, human. I’m not allowed to give you what your dripping body is begging me for, so if you can’t keep that pretty mouth shut then I will stop and claim you like I did the others,” Nikolai warned.
I didn’t want him to stop, I wanted more, I wanted everything. I was greedy when it came to the feeling pulsing through me, so I nodded.
“Fine, my lips are sealed. Now for the love of god, please–“
His finger thrust inside me, his thumb rubbed over my clit as his mouth closed over my nipple. I cried out, his rough tongue stroking my sensitive peak.
Yeah, totally worth keeping it a secret.
8. The Virgin
Nikolai gave me everything I wanted.
Every noise I made, he made me louder, every pleasure place I knew on my body, he found, and he wasn’t even inside me yet. Just his finger, just a single finger that somehow knew every single nerve that needed to be touched.
I was a writhing, panting mess beneath him, and when his mouth licked up my damp seam, I cried out, pleasure exploding inside like nothing I’d ever experienced before.
I had no idea the fire could burn so bright, the height be so high, or the edge be so sharp. It was so much more than when I touched myself, and now I knew what I had been missing: a werewolf.
I came down from the high and he smirked at me, climbing over my body. “Better?”
I scoffed; he knew it was better. He could probably smell the arousal all over me, the desire, the need for him. So there was no point denying it.
I nodded and pulled him in, kissing him, holding the side of his face as he dragged his hand over my body, which was still sensitive as hell.
Nikolai kissed my mouth with passion I had only ever read about, his tongue caressing mine, moving down my neck, over my collarbone, a place I had never considered as somewhere to draw pleasure from, but the way he tasted me had me changing my mind.
I reached down between us, wanting to feel him too. I’d never touched a man before, let alone a wolf, and if this was what set the precedent for my sex life, then I wanted to experience it all.
He growled as my hand closed around his thick length. “Tell no one,” he breathed, kissing over my mouth, toying with my nipple again as I stroked him. He shuddered, and I smirked.
“I’m not meant to touch you either?” I assumed, and he shook his head.
“No.”
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