Chapter 26
Kimble
Talon wanted more but I was tired. So he spooned me with my back against his chest, kissed me on the temple, and said, “Sleep tight, love. We have a lot of days ahead.”
What did he mean by that? Did he mean he was going to rut me senseless or that we would live happily ever after? My mind was a mess, mimicking my body, and so I drifted off to sleep sooner than I expected. I woke up in the morning locked beneath him, with his arm around me possessively, his leg thrown over my thighs in a tight grip, and his cock inside me to the hilt. He was lazily thrusting with his face buried in my neck.
“Talon?” I said in a raspy voice.
“Baby, your pussy feels like heaven to me. I could spend my entire life inside you.” Thrust. My boobs bounced and he caught one. “Fuck, you’re so fucking wet!” Thrust. He pinched my nipple so hard that I gasped.
“How long have you been inside me?” I asked, bewildered and aroused as hell. How could I not realize what he’d been doing?
“It’s been a while,” he said, his voice heavy with lust. Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. Suddenly, he released my nipple. Blood came rushing to it. A wave of pleasure hit me so hard that my pussy clamped around his cock and I screamed, orgasm hitting me like a viper.
“Yes!” he growled and bit the skin of my shoulder, spilling his seeds inside me with a snarl. Both of us were panting by the end. He reluctantly removed his cock from me. “I’ve gotten addicted to you, love.”
I gushed. Couldn’t help feeling proud of having this kind of power over the strongest Alpha. And since when did he start calling me love? Talon cuddled me in his warm embrace and the world faded around me. I inhaled his apples-and-mist scent like it was my personal brand, and immediately my eyes fluttered closed.
“Is it okay to look around the house?” I muttered sleepily.
He stilled for a moment and then hugged me harder. “This house is ours, Kimble. Do whatever you like. Just be safe.”
I smiled against his chest. “Thank you.”
Talon left for training sessions later than usual, after I had fallen asleep once again, cozied up against his warm body. When I woke up, there was a note next to me.
I want you naked in the room when I return.
I stifled a laugh and walked to the bathroom. My Alpha was an insatiable priapic.
When I headed down, I saw a young Omega hurrying toward me. “Luna Kimble,” she said, bowing. “The Alpha has asked me to give you a tour of the house.” Her dark hair fell over her shoulders as she bowed to me. She looked at me with caution, and added, “He said that you wanted to see the house.”
My lips curled up. “What’s your name?” I asked, as I walked past her.
“Colby Watten.”
“Colby, let’s start. You have to tell me everything about this house and the people inside it. There’s a lot to learn.”
Colby’s eyes gleamed. “Sure, Luna.”
An hour later, I’d covered only one-third of the house. And, in that time, I’d discovered that some of the Omegas working in the house were sending the wrong bills to Alpha’s finance department. I mean, cost and inventory weren’t matching. Next, I wanted to tour the kitchen, but before that, I thought of messaging Talon. However, just as I was about to do that, Jackie called me on the phone.
“Kimble!” she cried.
“Jackie,” I asked, walking to the guest room balcony for some privacy. “What happened? Why are you crying?”
“I—I was talking to Kirk last night, and—and he said that he wanted you as his mate.”
“What?” Disbelief washed over me. “What nonsense are you talking about? This is absurd!”
Jackie sniffled. “I’m so upset, Kimble. How could you do this to me? How could you entice him when you knew he was my boyfriend and I loved him?”
“I never did anything of the sort!” I explained, but she cut the phone, leaving me shocked. I turned back and said to Colby, “I have to go to Jackie’s house. Ask the chauffeur to get the car quickly!”
Jackie’s house was only twenty minutes from mine. I really had to clear this doubt between us, and console her that there was nothing between me and Kirk. “Jackie!” I pounded on her front door. “Jackie, please open the door!”
She did, anger etched on her face. “What do you want?” she spat as if addressing a traitor.
“Let me come in,” I requested.
“Go away!” she hissed. “You betrayed me.”
Annoyance bubbled inside me. “As your Luna, I order you to let me inside.”
This time she froze but opened the door wide to let me in and walked away. I closed the door behind me and grabbed her hand. “Listen to me and listen carefully. I never had any feelings for Kirk. He’s nothing to me. I respected him because he was your boyfriend, but trust me, I don’t have any romantic inclination toward him. The only person I like in this entire place is—” I paused, hesitant to express my feelings, hesitant to acknowledge the truth. She narrowed her eyes. “The only wolf I like is Talon.” There. It was out. I felt lighter. Better. And I bit my lip, a blush dusting my cheeks.
Jackie’s mouth dropped to the floor. “But Kirk said he went to the Choosing Ritual for you.”
I nodded, on the verge of telling her the truth about Kirk, but I didn’t want to break her heart. “That’s his story to tell, Jackie. But, I swear, I have no romantic inclination toward him. And if Talon learns about this conversation, Kirk will be in danger. So it’s better that the two of you sort this mess out.”
A click on the door made us turn sharply. It opened and I saw Kirk walking in. My brows furrowed as he stared at me.
“You should be in the kitchen at Alpha’s manor. What are you doing here?” I asked.
“I came to see you,” he answered simply, crossing his arms across his chest.
“Are you insane?” I growled. “How did you know I came to see Jackie? Are you spying on me?”
He didn’t say anything but clenched his jaw.
Furious, I seethed, “You’re lucky you’re mated to Jackie. Without that, you’re nothing and would probably be thrown in the dungeons! Jackie is one of the loveliest people I’ve ever come across. Don’t you fucking break her heart by bullshitting me.”
Kirk scoffed, “I was forced to mate with her. That doesn’t mean I like her.”
“You better be good to her,” I shouted. “If you harm—”
All at once, I heard a jeep screeching to a halt in front of the house. His scent wafted in the air and I paled. “Talon’s here,” I rasped. The moment those words came out of my mouth, the door banged open and his large body engulfed the frame. Talon’s muscles were bulging in anger. He looked feral, with a murderous look in his eyes. Jackie cowered, hiding behind me. Kirk bowed to him, wincing.
“What are you doing here, wife?” he asked, emphasizing the word wife. His face was stone cold, but his eyes had a storm raging in them.
“I came to see Jackie,” I breathed.
“Come then,” he commanded me. I couldn’t help but follow. I looked back at Kirk, silently glaring at him to convey that he better keep Jackie happy. But I felt Talon’s hand on the back of my neck. His fingers dug into my flesh brutally as he guided me to the car. And only once I was inside, strapped and caged, did he get in the driver’s seat and zip us back to the mansion. Before I could even get out, he was there, his hand again on the back of my neck possessively, angrily, forcing me to the bedroom. Once we were there, he closed the door, and in a sharp voice said, “Are you pining for Kirk? Have you forgotten that you’re mine?” He took a menacing step toward me like a predator on a hunt. “You’ll always be mine, Kimble. Remember that. If anyone tries to come between us, I’ll kill them with no remorse.”
“I’m not pining for Kirk,” I retorted.
“Then why the fuck were you with a wolf who wanted to claim you?” he asked, his eyes narrowing.
“Because Jackie called me. She was crying on the phone. She wanted to talk about Kirk,” I replied.
“Oh really? Or did you go to see how lovey-dovey they are and what you’re missing?”
I sensed his jealousy, but it wasn’t right because I had no interest in Kirk. “Talon—”
“I hope you know he had every intention of killing me. That would have made you happy, right? So save your fucking tears for him, Kimble, because I haven’t decided to kill him. Yet!”
Stunned at his sharp words, I couldn’t help myself. I stepped forward and raised my hand to strike him, but he was faster. He grabbed my wrist. I raised my other hand and he grabbed that too. Pinning them above me, he said harshly, “Oh, so you’re going to hit me because you love Kirk?”
“Are you insane?” I shot at him.
In the flash of a second, he hauled me over his shoulder and carried me to the bed.
“Let me go!” I cried.
He tossed me onto the mattress and crawled over me. There was a savageness in his eyes. I scrambled back, but he grabbed my ankles and pulled them toward him. “I know you want me, Kimble. So quit the act.”
I clenched my teeth, because I didn’t want to admit that I wanted him. Badly.
He smirked, and then with the speed of an asp, he ripped my shorts and tossed them to the ground. His eyes fixed on the lacy panties I was wearing, then he tucked his thumb in and tore them like paper. My heart raced like a runaway train, unstoppable and wild when his gaze landed on my glistening sex. “Such a little liar,” he said as he slid his fingers up my thighs to my pussy. He pinned my thighs apart with his legs and my wrists with one hand above my head. He slipped his finger inside me, and I bit my lip hard to stop moaning.
When he circled my core and hit my g-spot, I almost jumped off the bed, but he pinned me. He circled it with abandon as I watched his finger inside me. I could feel my core tightening around him. “You like it, don’t you?” he said in a raspy voice. He added another digit and then another. With three fingers inside, I knew I would explode in seconds. He pumped them, his gaze settling on me. My breath turned ragged as my orgasm neared.
“Oh God!” I breathed.
“Yes, I am your God,” he growled.
My eyes rolled back in my head as I imagined that it was his cock instead of his fingers.
As if understanding what I wanted, he said, “Do you want my cock, baby? Huh? Do you want me to feed it into your pretty little cunt?”
My body was on fire as sensations slammed inside me. His fingers touched my g-spot again, and I couldn’t stop the explosion that shattered me into a million pieces. I screamed as my pussy tightened around his fingers, trying to suck them deeper.
When a semblance of control returned to me, I looked at him with hooded eyes and found him pulling his fingers out of my pussy. He brought them to his mouth and sucked my arousal off as his gaze locked with mine.
With my chest rising and falling, I watched him, spellbound. When he had licked all my cum from his fingers, he lowered himself over me, pressing his hard cock on my belly. He kissed the mark on my neck, making me tremble and squirm beneath him.
My vagina throbbed so hard that I whimpered.
“You want my cock, don’t you?” he smirked. The asshole knew I wanted it. “If you want it—” he lowered his mouth to my ears and whispered, “then you must earn it.”
God damn! My hips bucked of their own volition. He let out a dark chuckle. Then he got up and straddled me. Opening his zipper, he pulled his cock out. His pre-cum beaded the slit and I licked my lips shamelessly. He stroked his cock as he released my wrists to squeeze my cheeks with his other hand. Immediately, my hand flew to his ass where my fingernails dug into his flesh. “Your mouth is so perfect. Your body is perfect and you’re mine even if you don’t believe it. And I fucking cherish what’s mine. Now, open that fucking mouth.”
This time I obeyed.
“Good girl.” He slapped my cheek with his cock and then pushed it past my lips. The moment his cock settled in my mouth, I sucked his pre-cum. My eyes fluttered shut as if that was what I had been waiting for all my life. He thrust into me, fucking my mouth mercilessly, punishing me. I gagged and sputtered, my drool slipping out of my mouth, tears streaming down my cheeks.
He slowed down a little as he grabbed my hair to keep my head in place. “Fuck, baby! You take my cock so nicely.” There was a rough edge to his voice, like he derived pleasure from seeing me like this. I moved my tongue along his shaft, wanting to feel that velvety cock. It throbbed inside my mouth. His hips bucked. “Ah… fuck, Kimble…”
His hot blaze burned through my core. I gripped his ass harder as I moved my head in rhythm with his thrusts. His thrusts turned rougher, harder, and urgent. “You will swallow every drop of my cum, won’t you?” he growled. He must have seen approval in my eyes, because he groaned. “You want me so badly, mmm?” He yanked my head back and thrust his cock deeper. His body stilled for a moment and then, with a roar, he flooded my mouth with his cum.
I gulped down every drop, licking him clean, holding him right there. His hips bucked forward as he released the last drips into my mouth. A shudder ran down his chest and then he pulled away. “Fuck, I knew it. You’re such a good girl.” I don’t know why but suddenly his praise meant a lot to me. He slid down beside me and pulled me to his chest. Curling his finger beneath my chin, he lifted it and kissed my mouth, delving his tongue inside to taste himself in me. I went limp in his grip as the intoxicating scent of his cum and sweat and saliva overwhelmed me.
Talon tucked me under his chin, holding me tightly against his body, wrapping his leg around my thighs. “Love me, Kimble…” he whispered. “Love me… please…”