Alpha's Second Mate

Don't touch me, Alpha.

“Alpha Kane’s P.O.V.

I laid her gently on the bed in the other room and carefully looked at Mia's face, who was sobbing on the bed with her eyes closed.

Mia's wounds were getting worse with each passing moment due to the cold. I was acutely aware of how much I had hurt the innocent Mia and this feeling of regret was beginning to haunt me.

I quickly fetched the first aid box and began to clean her wounds with cotton. Her toes were still bleeding. She wanted to struggle but the insistence of my hands made her helpless. I slowly cleaned the blood flowing from her toes and then began to pour spirits on them to clean the wounds. I, who had torn apart the bodies of enemies, didn’t know how to bandage them. I unknowingly poured more spirits on her wounds. I realized it when the room echoed with Mia's screams. I was suddenly stunned. Instead of giving her peace, Mia's screams broke my heart. Mia now sat up from a lying position.

I was doing this for the first time in my life. I know a thousand ways of breaking bones and tearing the body, but don’t know a single method of bandage. I remembered that my brutality had injured not only Mia's feet but also her neck, so I started to apply ointment on Mia's neck without looking at her face, but Mia did not want that.

“You can kill me if you want, but I don't need your sympathy.” She moved back a little on the bed.

“I am not sympathizing with you, just trying to ease your pain.” I said in a low voice.

“You can never reduce the intensity of my pain; in fact, your very existence is the cause of pain for me.” I was hurt at her words so I didn't answer her this time and quietly sat next to her on the bed and tried to apply the ointment on her neck.

Mia clutched her shirt tightly, this time there was no moisture in her eyes, and she wanted to look strong. I smiled at her.

“I know I tied you too tightly, I don't regret it, and surely your body will be in pain.” I said in a low voice.

“If you are not sorry, then why are you showing this sympathy?” She asked in a confused manner.

“This is not sympathy, Mia; I just want to heal your wounds so I can hurt you again.” I had only propagated my false ego when the truth was that I couldn't see her in pain. I don’t know why.

“I can give you permission to oppress, but I can't give you permission to touch myself.” She said angrily and I liked her attitude.

“I am not asking your permission, Mia.” I was harsh this time. I turned off the light in the room and tried to remove her skirt but Mia grabbed my hand.

“You are the sister of my enemy; my being kind does not mean that you should take advantage of my tenderness.” I threatened her and she smiled with tears in her eyes.

“Don’t touch me.” She said with courage and I was amused.

“What will you do?’

“If you still try to touch me, I'll scratch your eyes out.” She was looking at me with her finger pointing; I took her arm up to her waist.

“If I am being gentle with you, it does not mean that you should take advantage of this gentleness. If I want, I can r**e you right now, but I don't want any s****l violence on you.” I put my arm around her waist and leaned over her. She winced at my touch.

“Believe me; no power in the world will be able to save you after I have decided, so do what I say.”

I put my hand on the deep zip on her chest and then slowly unzipped it down to her stomach.

Mia was speechless. I pulled her skirt off her shoulders and up to her arms. Mia's hands were stuck in her skirt. I applied ointment to her shoulders. And then I armed my finger. I started looking for the wound on her arm. She was sobbing silently. I pushed her upside down on the bed as her hands were trapped in her skirt, leaving her paralyzed though. I sat on her legs to crush all her resistance. To create warmth in the room, I had also lit a fire in the fireplace, the faint red light of which began to illuminate Mia's white body.

In front of me, the moles on the white transparent body of the paralyzed Mia were shining with the light of the fire; it was a scene similar to the way the moon shines with the light of the sun. What could be a more beautiful sight than this?

She was not the first girl in my life, nor had we known each other before. Mia was the sister of my enemy I wanted to kill. But despite this, a strange feeling was developing inside me; I was being seduced even though I didn't want to.

Gently running my fingertips around Mia's shoulder on either side of her chest strap, I pressed the strap of her chest strap between two fingertips and then slowly slid it off her shoulder. She jumped but failed and was completely paralyzed. I reluctantly leaned on her shoulder and began to touch the glowing mole between her neck and shoulder with my tongue. It all happened suddenly. I was not at all intending to kiss her, but the attraction of the glowing mole on her shoulder had drawn me to her and, despite all of her resistance, I began to swirl my tongue around her mole. Sometimes the tongue would go round and round around this mole, sometimes it would touch it to taste the taste of this mole, and sometimes I would gently press the mole in my teeth and try to sink my teeth into it. I was overflowing with emotion.

The softness of Mia's body was seducing me every moment. I began to circle her shoulder with my tongue and then, brushing my teeth on her shoulder, went to her arms and came back to her shoulders, biting lightly. The violence of my tongue was beginning to show on Mia's soft white body as I left marks around her shoulders.

Just as an old bottle of wine imparts a distinct flavor to every sip, so Mia's body was given a new intoxication with every touch, which I was seduced by every moment.

This was not the first girl to come to my bed in my thirty years of life, but she was definitely the first girl to seduce me so much that I, who had a dominant attitude in bed as usual, I didn't see the body, I just liked to be kissed. I felt it was disrespectful to put lips on a girl's body, but today I have forgotten all that. How long could Mia's body endure this heat? Her neck and shoulders were completely red, but my heart was still not full. She was sobbing beneath me. I caught the hook of the lock in my teeth and opened it. The last tangle was removed from her waist. Mia's calm body glowed with firelight from neck to waist deep before me.

A flattering line between the chest width and the shoulder bones, starting at the neck and going down through the slim waist, with a slim waist cut that is a support between the broad chest and thick thighs.

I had never seen a more beautiful scene than this in my life. I began to travel with my tongue on the slopes of her beautiful body. Until then, this pleasurable journey of my tongue will become even more mesmerizing when the bright moles on her body stop me from going further and I start circling them with my tongue. Rising from her legs and twisting her upright, I completely opened her skirt and completely freed Mia's arms.

My eyes were fixed on her navel and the mole near it; there were still many treasures up there that I had to explore with great patience. I didn't seem in any rush this time. Instead, I looked at her chest where two ridges were formed and two pink peaks formed on them presented a fascinating scene. The light of the fire made a beautiful mixture of white and red on her chest.

The two small red buds on one side and the natural pink color on the other caught my eyes. I began to feel that the first impression of anything soft was taken from the beautiful woman's bosom, and the narrow alley that ran between the bosoms and the bosoms was a reflection of the bright stars in the sky. The body of the virgin girl was the whole universe; she contained all the beauty of the universe in her body. Mia was lying still, crying. She didn’t try to stop me this time.

Her body was pulling me towards her like a free heavy object in the air being pulled towards me by the gravity of the earth. It was possible that I too would fall on her chest like a heavy stone falling on the ground. My eyes fell on Mia's face, which was completely drenched in tears.

During that whole time, I had no idea how much she had been crying and how much she was in pain. She was in tears. I felt something strange. I didn't understand why I was doing it. There were so many tears on Mia's face. For the first time in my life, I had seen a girl crying on my bed. My passion, my intensity, everything was dead.

My heart started to beat faster with some unconscious fear. Maybe I was losing to this girl once again. The defeat is the beginning, which this time is not from my oppression, but from my lust. I had no courage left to do anything else, so I left her and walked out of the room in the same state.