The Alpha's princess mate

10-have you any idea what you're doing to me?

-Seth-

There was his beautiful mate, squeezed inside a dark green gown that was sticking on her body like a glove, bringing out her amazing curves. And in case that wasn't enough, the dress was super low cut on the chest area, exposing her breasts in such a lustful way that Seth couldn't stop looking. Or any other man around her, he noticed. It must have been Anya's idea. As a troublemaker, his sister always made sure to wear the most unbelievable dresses on occasions like this, she was probably somewhere near Naysha wearing a dress just like hers.

Before he had any chance to control his actions, he started walking towards her. The men that were flirting with her saw him and made sure to vanish in the crowd. He was sure that they could read his expression, but he didn't care. As long as no one in that god-damned garden layed a finger on her, he didn't care if they all found out that she was his mate.

And then she rose her eyes to his and froze in place, as if she somehow knew that she had made a mistake.

He grabbed her arm. "Come with me." The anger in his voice was so intense that he sounded like a stranger even to himself. Then, before she had a chance to speak, he started dragging her by the arm away from the crowd, towards a spot in the garden where he knew that they would be alone.

Naysha tried to break free, but his grip was too strong. "What the hell do you think you're doing? Let me go!" she started screaming, but he didn't pay any attention. He kept dragging her, until he reached the place in the garden that he had in mind. He then trapped her between a big tree and his body.

"You owe me an explanation!" She demanded, crossing her arms in front of her chest in a defensive way.

"You are the one that needs to explain", he growled back, starring angrilly at her.

"I don't understand." He could sense that she was scared, but she wouldn't lower her gaze from his.

"What on earth it is that you're wearing?" he almost barked at her. Her eyes widened in surprise. But her sock quickly turned to anger.

-Naysha-

"Excuse me?! What kind of question is this? What gives you the right to ask me a question like that?!" The man was impossible! First he had vanished into thin air for the past two days and then he had showed up at the party, only to drag her across the garden as if she was his property in order to start lecturing her about her dress?! She knew that the gown she had bought for the occasion was too much, but Anya had kept telling her that she needed to enjoy herself a bit more. And that was exactly what she was trying to do. A little more male attention never harmed nobody. Especially when she was trying to forget a specific man.

"It is my house that you're staying in, in case you forgot." he barked at her again. He was terrifying, it took all of her strenght not to shrug in fear. But she'd rather die than show him how affected she was by him.

"Oh come on! There is no such thing as a dresscode for the party, otherwise Anya wouldn't insist on me wearing something like that. It is very clear to me that I am the one you have the problem with, not my dress. And since i am neither your mistress, nor your slave, you have no right to dictate what i wear!" She was almost shaking. Despite her anger, being that close to him still had a huge impact on her body.

"I don't like your tone." he said in a warning tone.

"And i don't like yours. I was more than happy to leave your house the other day, but you were the one that arranged for me to stay here instead." She crossed her arms tighter around her chest, but that only made her breasts pop up even more. She watched his gaze lower and her mouth dried. But before she had any chance to react, he forced her closer to his body.

"Have you any idea what you're doing to me?" he whispered in her ear as he trapped her hands behind her back with his own and ran his other hand across her cheek.

She noded no. She hated to admit it, but her anger just vanished in thin air. His sent filled her nosetrills, clouding her mind. How on earth was he able of making her body react to his presence like that? This man had teased her with his kiss, then made sure that she would stay ih his house, only to avoid her for two days straight. And now he was acting out like a jealous boyfriend. He was confusing her, and yet here she was giving in to him once again.

"Why do you make it so hard for me to stay away from you?" he whispered again, brushing his words against her ear, almost kissing her earlobe. She let out a shaky breath and felt him move even closer to her, with their clothes now being the only thing between them. She could now feel his manhood pressing against her and a fire spread through her entire body, making her shiver as if she had a cold.

"I..i don't understand what you want from..from me.." she whispered breathlessly, unable to recognise her own voice. All she could think about was how much she needed his kiss, as if she couldn't breath without it.

He starred at her eyes with the same fire she was feeling inside her burning in his gaze. Then, he lowered his gaze on her heaving chest once more and started slowly dragging his fingers from her cheek all the way between her breasts, making her moan and stir in anticipation.

"Shh, baby. I know, i feel it, too." He groaned as he took her hand and led it to the bamp on his pants. She shyly touched it, feeling her whole skin turning red and a loud moan escaped her mouth as her body shook as if she had been struck by electricity. He cursed and forced his lips on hers, claiming her mouth with a posessive kiss that shook her to the core.

She grabed his shoulders, digging her nails in his jacket as he sticked her on his body and grabbed her b**t, groaning in her mouth. She could feel his hands explore every inch of her skin that he could reach over her dress and an even louder groan escaped from his lips when she began to grind against his hard manhood. It felt as if someone else was in charge of her actions, but she didn't care. Every inch of her body and mind only wanted to surrender to him, as if he was her rightful owner.

He lowered his head to her neck, kissing and bitting and sucking and she was sure that she was about to lose her mind. There was a strange voice in her head demanding Seth to bite down at a spot on the base of her neck, as if her life was depending on it.

"Please..bite me, please.." she whispered in confusion, as he was starting to lower the dress from her shoulders. Mark me forever, comanded that strange voice.

She felt him bitting down right on that spot on her neck that the voice demanded and she moaned again and grinded even more aggressively against him.

"Seth? Where are you?" a strange male voice emerged from somewhere behind them, not that far from where they were. She felt him stiffen, as he quickly pulled away from her, as if he had just woken up from a spell. He looked at her with apologising eyes and caressed her cheek. Was that sadness that reflected in his gaze?

"I'm sorry, I have to go. I will see you later", he whispered in an almost heatbroken tone and then disappeared once again.