Filed to story: Owned by the Alphas Novel
It wasn’t long before I was alone in the tub room. The steam still floated around me as I relaxed, not wanting to leave but also starting to feel the tiredness in my aching muscles.
I drifted a little, my eyes fluttering closed, my mind pulling me back as the girls’
laughter from the other room filtered through my darkening conscious.
I had just slipped into sleep when the red eyes appeared. I gasped awake and sat up, looking around through the steam. It was freezing, and the heaviness was still deep in my stomach.
I climbed from the tub and wrapped my towel around myself, securing it to my chest.
I could feel them on me; they were watching, and I was sick of it. I wanted to know what the hell it was, why I was being spied on.
I squinted through the thickening steam, squealing when the eyes appeared, bright red, right in front of me.
10. The Alphas
“What do you want?” I demanded, my fists clenching at my sides as the eyes met mine.
And then they were gone.
I turned, looking for them, but they had disappeared into the steam, taking the weighted, cold feeling with it. I sighed irritably, then went through to where the other girls were.
Most of them were curled up in bed, but there was a group left by the fireplace, chatting about their experience. I sat down on one of the footstools, too wired after the eyes to sleep.
“It hurt so much,” one of them whimpered, and I raised a brow. They were not screams of pain I had heard through the walls in the dining room.
“I know,” another girl said. “I am still sore. I don’t ever want to do that again.”
She huffed, and something twinged inside me. I wasn’t sure what it was, but I let myself feel it. It was like an instinct, a feeling that what she said was a lie, and then I felt the lie, felt it inside her.
I laughed out loud, covering my mouth quickly as the girls turned to me.
“Uh, sorry. I just, uh…thought of something funny.” I shrugged, and that earned me a bunch of glares.
Liars, all of them. They had enjoyed themselves, and it annoyed me that they were so ashamed of that feeling. I wasn’t sticking around to hear the rest of them lie and complain.
I stood up and went to find a spare bed. I pulled off my towel and slipped under the covers, turning to face the wall. I stared at it for seconds before I fell asleep.
***
I wasn’t sure how long it had been when Braxton came and got me.
He woke me gently, and I looked around the room. It was empty. I was the last one, again. I could hear the other girls back in the steam room, but the door was closed.
I sat up and rubbed my face as Brax waited.
“Time to show me what Kai is smiling about,” he said, and I smirked, rolling over and shuffling back on the bunk bed.
He frowned and nodded toward the door. “Come on,” he said, but I patted the bed next to me.
“Get in with me.” I grinned.
He rolled his eyes. “He always did like the stubborn ones. C’mon, Spitfire, to the designated rooms.”
I shook my head. “I’m in my designated room. Can’t you do me here?” I wondered, not sure why I cared but I did, and I wanted to see if he’d do it.
“The moon can’t reach us here, so no,” he said, then grabbed my hand and dragged me up.
I huffed and pulled my towel around me from the floor. “Fine, let the magical red moon perve then,” I teased, then followed him through to his room.
It was almost identical to Kai’s, except the pillars of the bed had water carvings, and it had dark blue accents.
I pulled my towel off as he came forward, lifting me on the bed. I lay down and he grinned, bending to kiss over my body.
I sucked in a breath as his lips touched my skin, heating it instantly.
“You know, we’ve been alphas for a few years now, and Kai’s never marked a girl before,” he said against me, then looked up as I smiled.
“Why are you telling me that?” I asked breathily.
He shrugged. “Just an observation.”
“Hmmm,” I hummed as he took off his pants. I swallowed. If all werewolves were as big as the ones I had seen tonight, then no wonder they wanted to fuck all the time.
“I like the way it looks. A human, marked by a werewolf. It’s got appeal,” he whispered up my stomach as I closed my eyes, feeling it.
I gasped as I felt more than what I was meant to, channeling him. He was hot and filled with lust. A fierce lust that had me gasping.
He frowned and caught on to what I had done just as I lost control of my will and reached up for him, kissing him harshly.
Braxton growled, grabbed my throat, and slammed me back on the bed. I should’ve been scared, but damn, it felt good. He looked at me, his eyes narrowed, his chest heaving as he gripped my throat.
“No,” he snapped, and I should have nodded or agreed, but instead, I smirked.
“I’m not sorry,” I whispered against his grasp, and that was all it took before he was kissing me back, harsh and feral, his tongue on mine.
I tugged at his hair, wanting to see the blond waves with the blue braid fall, but he pushed me back.
“Don’t touch,” he warned, but I sighed and pulled back, leaning back on my hands.
“And if I said the same thing?” I challenged.
Braxton blew out a breath and shook his head, reaching behind him to pull out the tie that held his hair back.
His hair came out and I grinned, coming forward to run my hands through it, my body pressed against him, his impressive length nestling between my thighs, along my bite.
I moaned at the pleasure it gave me.
“You are a dangerous human.”
“As opposed to a werewolf?”
“Derik’s gonna have fun with you.” He laughed, and I shrugged.
“And what are you going to do with me?”
He didn’t answer. Instead, he gripped the back of my neck and shoved me down on the bed, spinning me so I was face-first in the covers, my breasts down, my ass up against him.
He bent over me, running his fingers along my damp folds, his lips by my ear, his hair brushing my shoulder. I trembled as he teased me with his tip at my aching entrance.
“I’m going to be the savage werewolf that Kai should’ve been,” he promised, before thrusting inside me.
I cried out, clenching around him as my body adjusted to being full again.
“So tight,” he groaned as he slammed into me over and over, no breaks, no talking, just fucking.
Brax grabbed my bruised hips in his tight grasp, pulling me back onto him as he threw my body into a storm of intense, carnal desire.
He was so wild, so erratic with the way he claimed me, my body had no idea how to absorb it, crashing against the pleasure so hard it took on his.
I channeled him, not intentionally, but I couldn’t control it. The call from his body to mine had me feeling everything he did. So connected to each other.
“Shit, break it, Lori,” he growled, and I felt the tug in my body, like he was trying but he couldn’t. He quickened his pace, slapping my ass as he tugged again. “Break it!”
I shuddered against him, moaning and gasping as his lust fed mine, our bodies in sync, racing fast and hard to the finish line.
I tried to pull back, but I couldn’t figure out where his emotions ended and mine started. It was all too much, a dizzying, chaotic storm that had my nerves seared with desire and ecstasy.
“I can’t,” I panted, slamming my ass back into his thrusts.
He gripped my hair, yanking it back as he leaned over me. “You’re human. You can’t go off that edge with me. Break it or I’ll have to, and it’ll hurt like a bitch.”
I couldn’t think. It was too much: his desire, mine, his thrusts, the tight, almost painful throb in my core as it demanded release–it was too much.
I cried out, my throat hoarse as I screamed, releasing the tension, falling off the edge.
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