Chapter 235 – Owned by the Alphas Novel Free by Jen Cooper

Filed to story: Owned by the Alphas Novel

But today, my entire world had shifted.

I was the last Achlis.

The only one who could carry on our bloodline. The only one who could carry on our legacy as the Forest Pack alphas.

It was a lot of pressure, and I was sick of the pressure.

I kissed Lorelai more, hoping my head would stop, but it kept racing until I finally swore and pulled away from her.

She lowered to the ground and stepped into me, kissing my pecs.

“You are not going to be the last Achlis alpha, D. We won’t let that happen.”

I held her against me, kissing the top of her head.

It made me feel better to have her close, sharing in the pain that ached and ricocheted through me.

Like I was being sliced open, raw and in pieces, bleeding out, watching the world pass me by.

I didn’t feel like I belonged anymore, with nothing to tether me to the packs. It was just me.

“No, D. We’re mated. You will never be alone again. Brax and Kai are here too. They won’t let you go either. And the pack? They’re loyal. They love you. As much as we do,” she said softly, leaning her head against my chest.

It was so tight inside, and tears brimmed in my eyes.

I had council meetings every other day of my life, and I didn’t know how to go into the next one and see empty seats instead of my parents’ stern faces.

They may have been harsh. They may have made mistakes and raised the pack differently than I would have. But they were my parents, and I loved them.

More than I ever told them, and maybe that was why it hurt so much.

I shook my head as a tear fell.

Lorelai leaned back and swiped it away with her gentle thumb.

“Take me home, Derik,” she whispered.

I pulled her into me, crushing her against me as I accepted the warmth she offered me in the embrace.

I didn’t want to wallow, I didn’t want to sulk, and the pain that was cutting me down made it hard not to.

But she made it easier.

She made everything easier to bear.

Pain, heartache, loss. It all paled in comparison to what she gave me in return: love, comfort, and hope.

Hope that we would win and defeat the ones coming for us. If we could do that, then maybe my parents could rest easy.

I had to make that happen.

I smiled and picked Lorelai up, lifting her from the back of the knees and scooping her up like a child. She was as light as a bloody child.

She leaned her head on my shoulder, holding me as she nuzzled in.

I kissed the top of her head and moved her toward the estate.

I didn’t take her up to the suite. I didn’t want to share her this time. I was sure Brax and Kai would respect that if I asked, but I didn’t want to feel like I was taking her from them. I just wanted to go slow.

I thought fast would help get rid of the thoughts, but slow? That was what I needed.

Slow and strong, the familiar feeling of being wrapped in my mate and feeling safe from whatever might be outside of her hold.

I pulled her into the living space that had bookshelves and chess tables. The same one the humans had waited in and used. Not for any other reason than it was the closest room behind a lockable door.

I laid her down on the plump couch, the velvet texture hopefully soft enough against her skin so it wouldn’t be uncomfortable for her.

Not that she cared; the rougher we were with her, the more excited she got.

It’s why Nikolai never held back, why Brax could use his shadows, and why I could take out all my stresses on her body. She took it all and gave it back.

I kissed her, her taste making my cock throb as I ran my hands down her small body.

She was such a tiny thing. Even for a wolf, she was confined to such a tiny frame that it astounded me that her wolf could fit inside her.

But she was an expert at proving she could do the impossible.

I caressed her jaw with my fingers, ran them down her body, tugging at her clothes so I could reach her full breasts that lay beneath the fabric.

I peeled her pants off her, kissing up her leg before pressing my lips against the mound of her pussy.

She smiled down at me, raking her hands through my hair.

“I want you inside me, Derik,” she said softly, her face framed in the darkness by the soft glow of the fireplace.

She was fucking beautiful. It was mesmerizing and constantly took me over. This time was no different, and my heart clenched at the same time my balls did.

She made it all better. Her heart, her love, her warmth, her body. But most of all, that smile she gave that promised everything would be okay.

I needed that promise more than anything today.

I moved up her body, kissing her, but she sat up, pushing me back on the couch, climbing over me instead.

She spread her legs wide over me, lowering herself slowly onto my dick with a moan that had my fingers digging into her thighs.

She sat on me, cock buried inside her, before I grabbed her face and pulled it to mine.

I kissed her harshly, moving my hips up, pushing into her.

She moaned into the kiss, then started moving. Up and down, up and down, as I met each fall of her onto me.

I was so far inside her tight pussy, the walls clenching me, dragging up and down me with moans and whimpers.

She fisted my hair, raked her nails down my chest, leaving her mark before she cried out and yanked her head back.

Her fangs extended, her eyes glowed purple, and then her fangs were in me.

I grunted as they pierced the skin, and her venom leaked into me.

It was mind-blowing. Her venom was the sweetest form of torture and claimed me everywhere. It pulsed with my blood, taking over the pleasure and directing it to the tip of my dick.

I pulsed faster inside her as she rode me hard, her teeth in me as she did.

Her body shuddered as she mewled against my flesh, her venom coming in constant throbs of pleasure and overwhelming need.

She kept her mouth on me, kept her venom inside me until we were both covered in sweat, our voices hoarse, our muscles sore, and we couldn’t hold onto the control anymore.

I bucked into her, gripping her hair in one hand, the other arm wrapped around her waist, yanking her down on me.

I came so damn hard.

I roared out, her venom exploded in a bright firework within me, her own orgasm adding to mine.

Her pussy clenched, she yanked her teeth out, crying out as she bounced through the storm.

It was an intoxicating thing, to pleasure a mate so effectively, the need to do it again and always filling me.

So was the pride at her sated emotions.

I kissed her swollen lips, her eyes drooping as she lay into me, her body still shaking.

I held her close, kissing over her, licking up her neck, my fingers tracing down her back in slow, luxurious lines.

She sighed, a contented happiness pulsing in the link between us.

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