MARKED BY THE ALPHA’S HEAT

WET AS AN OCEAN

LIORA

Yes, I was his woman. And I wanted to remain that way for as long as he could have me.

Oh, he could have me anyhow he wanted, I didn't care at all.

Jared dropped his hold on me, and I saw the fright that came to his face. So he was also afraid of the Alpha and he had the guts to come unto his estate and try to take me for himself?

I wasn't sure if he had actually even thought about what he was going to do before actually doing it.

"My lord, forgive me," Jared said, bending his head. I began to feel sorry for him at one.

But Alpha Kade didn't even look in his direction. He said to me, "Follow."

My legs moved forward even before my brain interpreted and I found myself following. Then he grabbed my wrist. The touch of his palms around mine brought heat to my body and I could feel myself begin to burn for him.

He took me back to my room and threw me inside. Then he shut the door and pinned me against the wall again, just the same way he had done four nights ago in his room.

I knew that I wasn't going to be able to control myself this time around. For it to happen a second time, my p***y was clenching every single time my eyes blinked. This time, I looked into his face and what an handsome man he was. That jet black hair made him all the more winsome.

"What the hell do you think you are doing?" he demanded to know.

I wanted to tell him that I didn't have anything to do with Jared out there but I just could not bring myself to say anything. I couldn't even speak. His scent in my nostrils was branding me speechless.

"I... " my voice caught in my throat. The things that were happening to the rest of my body were more serious than what I had to say.

It was like all of my willpower had been taken. My body was on fire. The heat inside of me was melting down my insides in one hot pool of pleasure. So close to me was he, that I felt my p***y began to throb at the same rate my heart was beating.

"I asked you a question! Answer me!" he barked out.

I tried to find some words. I had to.

"Please..." I said.

"So this is what you've become? A slut who goes out to meet someone to mess up her p***y, is that it?"

His words were deep and sultry at the same time and the heat inside of me grew.

"Touch me," I finally said.

He frowned, eyebrow rising with curiosity. Then it vanished and was replaced with his usual stoic demeanor.

"So you want to be touched my anybody, is that it?"

No, not just anybody. Only you, just you. But why the hell were the words stuck in my throat? What the hell had I eaten and what was he doing to me?

Since I could not talk, I raised my hands and touched his shirt. I felt every contour of his ripped body. "Want you... to touch me."

"You want me to touch you? You want me to use you the way that wolf out there used you?"

I shook my head in disagreement. "Just you..."

That seemed to bring some measure of realization to his face and the frown finally disappeared.

His hand landed on my neck, but he didn't squeeze. Instead, he used his fingers to trail a line downwards. My body ached for more. I didn't want feather touches, I wanted him to manhandle me with both hands.

I wanted him to slap pleasure into me if that was what it took. I was already dripping, as wet as an ocean. And I wanted those fingers of his to go right there. To dip themselves in my ocean and keep going deeper.

"Look at your n*****s. As sharp as razor."

He touched them, making me lose my mind. I felt everything in my stomach turning into ice cream. I wanted more, oh, I wanted more.

His fingers went down and stopped at my thighs.

"So this is what you want? To be used, huh? Well, I can do that to you. But you will never be the same again."

Was that a warning? If it was, then it was of no use to me. I wanted him to do his worst. I wanted him to become the beast. I wanted him to devour me. I wanted him to drink all my juices. His face in between my legs would make one hell of a sight.

Finally, he left my things and his hands pulled up my dress and those fingers of his stopped right on my c**t.

"f**k," I moaned.

He began to rub my c**t lightly.

My legs clamped together, hoping that he'd just slide into my wet p***y and start f*****g the hell out of me with his fingers.

But he commanded, "Open."

I did, biting my lower lip in frustration.

"Did you think I'd put my fingers into that flooded basement of yours?"

Oh, his dirty words just made me yearn for him the more. I wanted him to take me harder.

"Maybe I should just leave you like this, all wet and dripping. Maybe this should be the best punishment for walking into my room unannounced."

My heart slammed against my chest when he said that. He was making me afraid now. And if he left me like that, I would probably lose my mind.

Then he began dropping kisses on my neck and licking my earlobes.

"Oh, I love it..." I moaned.

My prayers answered, Alpha Kade stopped rubbing my c**t and pushed to fingers inside my p***y.

"Oh, my goosssh. Ooooh."

Then he began to f**k me, making sure I felt every thrust.

"I changed my mind. I'll f**k you, b***h. Afterwards, you are going to serve me as my slut."