Reborn for the Cold-hearted Alpha king

Chapter 7

Anna's pov

His eyes, normally evasive and suspicious, were now flooded with passion and burning into me like hot iron. There were no words between us, just heavy, desperate breathing as both of us came face to face with a desire we'd fought so hard to ignore all this time.

It had never been like this with Ray.

For Ray, intimacy with me had been just as tantalizing as washing dishes or mopping the floors–both things he was sloppy at. He had never for once thought of my own needs. I'd work my butt off to give him c****x after c****x while my own satisfaction always teetered over the edge leaving me helpless and frustrated.

But with Lucas it was so…so different, our two hearts seem to be bumping in one rhythm as his fingers cupped my left boob and massaged it. A deep moan escaped my lips. I gasped as he trapped my clothed n****e between the fabric of my shirt and his expert fingers, sending a striking shiver that ran down from my spine to my toes.

“Anna…” that was the first time he called my name, and then in that breathless voice that made the slickness between my legs intensify.

“Anna…” his voice got raspier, was he trying to drive me insane?

Turns out my feelings were not one sided, there was a growing bulge around in his pants that looked near ready to rip right through.

I gulped, anxiety prickled my sweaty body but it was followed by a trail of excitement.

“Take it off,” I said heavily, looking at his bulge and fumbling with his belt.

My words seemed to snap him back to reality, he pulled away from me like he just made contact with an electric wire.

“Why did you stop?” I asked shamelessly as I sat up.

“I knew it,” he said like he was biting the words out of his mouth, “... This is what you are after, right?”

I was confused to the core. I thought what was happening just now was something that both of us mutually wanted. He seemed completely fine until I made a move myself instead of just reciprocating what he was doing.

“All you high rank ladies are the same, you make somebody feel something…but it's all for fun. Is that how you wanted to play yours? Mess around with me a little bit before tossing me aside? Does it make it more fun for you?”

I had my suspicions before and had done some digging so I wasn't being completely shoved in the dark with everything he said, I was a little surprised to note that he thought that was what I was trying to do with him.

For a moment I pushed aside my unsatisfied cravings and stood up.

“I know this might sound cheesy but I'm not like them…I really picked you cause I liked you,”

His eyes were filled with distrust again.

“No, I know your type…this is just a game to you,”

I ran my fingers through my hair, I couldn't even be frustrated with him because I recognized the look in his eyes, the lack of trust that's always reflected in my mind but I hid it carefully though. He had been battered in the past and was simply trying to protect himself.

And while my plans for him were not as sinister as he contrived them to be, they were not all that innocent either.

“Then how about this? Let's call an Elder to officiate our Union without my parents,”

His eyes widened to the size of saucers.

“You are really taking this too far, all for one night?”

I approached him, he took a step back so I remained still.

“No, I don't want you for just one night…I chose you that night to be my mate, because it's you I want and no one else, that's what I'm trying to prove.”

My proclamations were followed by a deafening silence, I wished he would say something at all to break the awkwardness, and he finally did even though it finally came with a bit of reluctance strapped to his words.

“In that case…” he said just above a whisper, “I'll have to work hard and earn your parents approval,”

I could feel my eyes brightening.

“Really? B-but…” they immediately dulled when I remembered how they treated him. Honestly it had only been a matter of courtesy to bring him to them, I had expected them to be unwelcoming. Well, I couldn't foresee how far they would go and felt bad that Lucas had to feel the brunt of it.

“I don't know if they will easily change their mind, and–”

“Anna…” he was saying my name naturally now, “I know it's not going to be easy, that's not going to stop me from trying anyway. If you could change your opinion about me then I don't see why your parents can't too,”

I gulped inwardly, that was because I knew who he was going to be in future. My parents had no idea and if I told them they probably wouldn't believe me or the news would leak and prove to be detrimental to me.

“O-okay, I'll support you. But I have one thing to request of you…”

His eyes didn't immediately shift with that question, rather they remained cautiously curious.

“What is it?” He asked as if I was going to demand for his kidney.

I chuckled a little, “No more disappearing on me, from now on you gotta give me a heads up about where you are, what you're up to.”

“That sounds like surveillance,” he said, not harshly, just matter of fact. I chuckled again, “No, you can ask me the same things too. That just what all mates do–or should,”

I thought he would leave afterwards but he laid out a makeshift bed next to the main bed and declared that he would be sleeping in the bedroom from now on. While he dozed off I stared down at him, with a freshly born curiosity.

He'd acted strangely too when I told him we had to exchange numbers. Unable to help myself, I grabbed his phone. There was no password and I checked his contacts. There were only four contacts including mine and my call-logs were the only ones he'd gotten for days.

A tear slipped from the corner of my eye, “I never thought we'd be so similar, Lucas.”

I rolled into bed and whispered goodnight, not knowing what was waiting for me in my future.