Filed to story: Owned by the Alphas Novel
“Lori!” He lost his control, fucking me hard and fast, wild and wanton as he gripped me, burying himself to the hilt and emptying his release inside me.
I felt every second of it. My orgasm dragged through his, taking over my entire body, almost winding me as I felt his.
It was so intense my whole body shook, the pleasure so ingrained in me that I couldn’t help the sounds I made, couldn’t help the tears that welled. It was so much to take in my body, like it wasn’t mine.
I scrunched my fists in the blankets, squeezing my eyes shut to block everything else out so I could absorb his pleasure properly with mine. It worked, and I breathed hard as my body finally let us come down from the high together.
I crumpled to the bed, exhaustion hitting me. Brax was there, holding me, brushing my hair from my face, both of us breathing hard. I could barely keep my eyes open.
“Hey, Lori.” He tapped my cheek, and I mumbled, but I didn’t have the energy to respond. “Lori, wake up.”
He shook me, but I was so tired. However we had just connected had sucked everything out of me.
“Shit, Nikolai is gonna kill me,” I heard him breathe, before he picked me up and carried me through to the bathing room.
I curled into him, closing my eyes, trying to fight the weakness, but I could barely stay awake. I felt the steam and heard the gasps as we moved into the tub room again.
“What happened?” Kai demanded, and I tried to smirk at the tone of his voice. So worried about a mere cursed human. It made me want to tease him, but I couldn’t find my voice.
“Take her to the fountain,” Derik said, and I heard the rushing of water.
I tried to open my eyes, but they were so heavy.
“She channeled me. She couldn’t break the connection before we finished,” he explained in a quiet voice.
Silence followed before there were fingers at my lips. I parted them, and icy water poured in. I wasn’t ready for it, coughing and spluttering, some of it making it down my throat.
The refreshed feeling hit me, my energy replenished. I sat up against Braxton as he smirked.
“Go clean up, Spitfire, and no more channeling.”
I smirked and made no promises, going to walk away. Kai grabbed me, pulling me into him.
“Kai,” Derik warned as some of the girls from the Water village in the tub closest gasped, one girl whimpering.
I wasn’t worried. Kai wasn’t looking at me like he wanted to hurt me. Not in a bad way anyway.
“You okay?” he asked, and I had to work not to show my surprise at the question.
I wasn’t sure why he cared, but I nodded anyway. I was fine, thanks to the magical water they had.
“Yeah. Just want to get in the tub,” I said, then pulled away and went back to the tub with my village’s girls. They were whispering as if I wasn’t there, like usual.
“She’s cursed.”
“My mom said she was born at midnight, in the dead middle of winter. It was snowing and everything.”
More gasps.
“Snowing? No baby survives the snow.”
“Her and her brother did.”
“I bet he’s just as weird.”
“My sister said it was one of the coldest winters we’ve had too. The villagers left them out in the snow, and they didn’t cry once the whole night. The next morning, they weren’t even dead. Mom says it’s the winter born curse. That she’s dangerous.”
And I’d had enough. I knew my past and had enough hatred for my village for what they had tried to do to me and my brother as babies, so I snapped my eyes open, leaning forward to their huddle, eyeing Portia, who was spreading her gossip.
“Did you hear the one where I was born with a tail and they had to chop it off?
Same with my horns. Or what about the one where I slit the throats of gossiping little bitches?” I bit.
It was mean, it scared them, one squealed and curled into the other girl. Portia gulped, her color draining as the other one sobbed. Another two moved away from the group.
I just laughed and shook my head. Yeah, I was terrifying.
I scrubbed the sex from my skin, dipped under the water, then got out of the pool, heading to the beds to sleep, not caring that the door was closed and we hadn’t been invited yet.
***
Derik found me passed out however many hours later and brought me back to his room when it was my turn. His room, surprise surprise, was exactly the same as the others.
I hadn’t even bothered with my towel this time, climbing naked on the bed and turning to Derik, who sauntered over, dropping his pants.
No fussing, no pretense. He knew what we were meant to do as well as I did. He was already hard and unsurprisingly just as impressive.
Instead of climbing over me though, he slid into the covers of the bed that was perfectly made.
All of them had been, every time. I wondered who was changing them in between each girl, but Derik distracted me, holding up the blanket for me to get in with him.
I slid in against him as he kissed the top of my head, rolling on top of me.
He nuzzled into my neck, and I sighed.
“I’m not allowed to kiss you. I’m not allowed to touch you in any other way, but I will make it good for you. I won’t hurt you,” he said, but his voice was flat, like he was repeating a rehearsed line.
I chuckled, the sound slipping it out before I covered my mouth. He narrowed his eyes at me.
“You find that amusing, beautiful?”
“Just wondering how many times you’ve repeated those words tonight.” I shrugged.
He tried to hide his smirk, but it broke through. “Too many,” he sighed, and I laughed.
“Don’t get too excited there, wolf, I might get ideas.”
He chuckled and fell down next to me, happy to relax for a minute. He was different when he was alone, not as rigid, more of a smile on those full lips of his.
I turned to him, holding my head in my hand, leaning on my elbow.
“So what would you say to me, if it wasn’t rehearsed? If I wasn’t an offering and you were just going to sleep with me?” I asked, and he huffed, thinking about his answer, staring at the ceiling.
“That you have nice eyes.” He turned his head to me. “And nice tits.” He grinned.
I laughed and covered them. “Not physical,” I prompted.
He shrugged. “I don’t know if I’d say anything,” he said, then turned to me, pulling me against him. “I’d rather show you what I think, what I feel,” he said softly, and I smiled, holding the side of his face.
“You’re always so tense. Who would’ve guessed you have a soft side to you.”
He scowled, that tension coming back. “I can’t afford to be soft. I’m the oldest.”
“You have more responsibility?” I assumed, and he nodded.
“In a way. But that is not a conversation for a human. You only have one job tonight, beautiful.”
He tried to shut off, but I didn’t want him to. I wanted the open, soft version of Derik that I had just seen. He made me want to fuck him.
“That’s right, spread my legs,” I huffed, and opened them obediently.
He didn’t say anything, just climbed over me, keeping the blankets up before holding my thighs apart, his eyes going to close. Like he was shutting me out, like he could pretend I was someone else, or not there.
I wasn’t letting it happen like that.
His eyes still closed, I sat up and pressed my lips softly against his. “I’d rather show you how I feel.” I whispered his own words back to him, then kissed him again.
He was surprised for a second, before his hands wound through my hair, holding me against him as he kissed me back, slow and sensual. It was a tender kiss that I hadn’t expected from Derik.
I pushed him back, lowering him into the mattress before straddling him, rubbing myself along his length. He sighed against my lips as I moaned, his dick teasing me.
“We can’t…kiss,” he said, pulling away with hesitation.
I smiled. “Oops,” I said, then lifted myself and held him at my entrance.
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