12; If only...
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2- “If Only…”.
Aurora Black.
Before I could dwell on the confusion of being mated to the Alpha’s son, and before spark of hope could lit in me, Delta Derek blocked my sight with a glare that spoke volumes on how I dared to look the Alpha’s son in the eyes.
I quickly looked down, fearing the hell he would make me go through for that action. However, even that was not enough to save me from the trouble I had already land myself. And thus, I found myself neck deep in more chores than normally assigned for me, keeping me occupied enough to not have time to think about anything else, or rather I say, no one else.
From doing dishes, to facing more humiliation from the other wolves while I do so, to cleaning the rooms, I was rendered to face the brunt of my mistake. However, a whole day into the task, after I was done with what I hope would be the very last task of the day—cleaning up the rooms on the second floor, I was making my way down the empty halls with unwashed laundry in my hand when a hand suddenly wrapped around my shoulder, and in the blink of an eye, I had my back planted on the wall behind me.
My breath was knocked out as my eyes dilated from the sudden action, a slight squeal escaping my lips as I prepared myself to scream out and ask for help. A hand covered my mouth before the sound could escape, and a familiar, yet strange pair of orbs met my gaze.
“Shh,” Killian, the Alpha’s son’s voice came as he leaned closer to me, his addicting scent overwhelming me, leaving me desiring for more.
I visibly relaxed at the sight of him, making him release his hand from my mouth. I blinked, somehow managing to find my voice, “What are you…”
My words were caught midway when he suddenly leaned forward, burying his nose in the crook of my neck as he inhaled my scent, dare I say greedily, a sound emitting from him somehow bordering between a growl and a moan. “I want you,” He breathed out, his lips trailing kisses down my neck.
My hands released the clothes I was holding, now resting them on his shoulders as I gripped his clothes. “But…” I tried to reason, though I barely had any control of my senses as well. My hands gripped his shirt tightly, a slight moan escaping my lips as common sense slowly made its way out. “…is this right?” I know we are mates, but we are worlds apart.
I did not even think he would want me. Nose deep into chores, I have not had another glimpse of him the entire day, and although it has been on my mind, bothering me, I told myself to not dwell on it because I know he is out of my league.
Him coming to me like this though, I do not know what to think of it.
“You are my mate,” He breathed out, his hand slowly going underneath my shirt, making its way up to grab my bosom harshly, getting a moan out of me. Then, he pulled back, and whispered against my lips, “Of course it is right.” Not giving me a chance more to speak, he merged his lips with mine, taking my breath away.
All rational sense got thrown out the window as I relaxed in him, and tried to keep up with his sloppy kisses. I was barely aware when he pulled me away from the wall, and opened the door to the room beside us, getting into it.
The next thing I realized, my back was kissing the soft mattress, one I have not had the pleasure of ever laying on my whole life, as he hovered over me, still stealing my breath away with his kisses.
He pulled back for a brief second, doing away with his shirt. I laid on my back, breathing heavily as I watched him unclothe himself. And with his shirt discarded away, he leaned down again, burying his face in the crook of my neck, while his hands moved all around my body, trying to get off my clothes as well.
My heart hammered behind my ribcage even in that state, and when he pulled back a second to take off my clothes, I placed a hand on his chest, still breathing heavily.
“Wait,” My voice came out small, my eyes wide as my heartbeat increased.
“What?” His eyes were dark, and hooded.
I swallowed thickly, thinking of how to put this exactly without sounding dumb. “I…” I released a shaky breath, looking down. “…I have never done this before,” I confessed.
I have never been with someone before. I had always thought if I am to be with someone, it would be my mate. And though he technically is, I did not expect to be mated to an Alpha whom I probably have no chance with.
My insecure thoughts were halted though when his hand went underneath my chin, and he tilted it upwards slowly, his expression softening. “Hey, look at me,” he softly urged, making me meet his gaze. Then, he whispered. “It is okay. Let me take care of you. Okay?”
I fiddled with my fingers, still able to hear my heart beating wildly against my ribcage. In the heat of the moment, and in his soft expression and words, I found a spark of hope that perhaps, he can get me out of this hell hole I have been living in. Perhaps, he truly is my savior. I heard mates are meant to protect and cherish you, maybe he will be that for me as well.
There is nothing wrong with giving myself to him. He is my mate after all.
So, I found myself nodding, giving him the permission to carry on despite my lingering fears. He needed no second confirmation, as he leaned down again, taking off my clothes completely and I laid naked underneath him, at his mercy.
That night, I allowed him to take my virginity, trusting him.
If only knew what I was going to face afterwards, I would have made a different choice.
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