Enemy Alpha is My Mate

A Night Together

Ken stops himself for a second time from going back in and killing the other Alpha.

Caroline opens her eyes and looks straight at the brick wall of the other building. She searches for Ken, who has vividly given her space to calm down. Before Caroline can say anything, Ken folds her in his arms.

“s**t, I am so f*****g sorry.”

Caroline stands still after the outburst of an apology. After calming herself down, she is ready to invite Ken to her apartment. What she never expected was for the Alpha to apologize.

“It’s my fault,” the Alpha says. “I couldn't control myself back there. I let myself get carried away. Had I not touched you, your body wouldn’t have reciprocated.”

Caroline is about to tell Ken to stop, but Ken instantly pulls back, still holding onto Caroline’s arms.

“How are you feeling now? Do you feel okay?” The Alpha’s deer-like eyes glow. “Does it hurt anywhere in your body? Your scent seems to have come back to normal. In fact, it's blooming into its fresh roses self again. But tell me. How are you feeling?” The Alpha is blabbering.

Caroline’s heart gallops. Never for a second did she blame Ken for what happened. Yes, her body reciprocated his touch. But Caroline knew that it was she who asked for more. Caroline wanted it, they both did.

“I am fine now, trust me. I felt violated there for a second, yes.” Caroline glances at the back door of the club. “But I am safe and I am here now. Really, I am good. And I don't want you to blame yourself, it's not your fault.”

Ken opens his mouth to retort, but Caroline holds her hand up firmly. “I am not hearing any of it. It's not your fault.”

“I could have saved you from the horrible experience back there—”

“Yeah? By not touching me? Forget it. I want you to touch me all the time.” Caroline sneaks closer to Ken, daringly meeting his eyes. She slides her hands up Ken’s chest seductively.

Ken shakes his head and stops Caroline’s hands tightly, halting them in their path. Caroline blinks with surprise.

“Maybe we need to stop. You should take some rest.” Ken slips his hands into Caroline’s smooth ones and squeezes them warmly.

“You’re underestimating my strength, Ken,” says Caroline. “I promise I am okay. And I want you to believe my words when I say so.” She stares intently at the Alpha. “I am not initiating another intimate touch between us just because I want to forget what happened inside.”

That is the truth. Caroline has always been headstrong. Nothing and no one ever phases the Omega. She has a black belt in Karate. Although the need to show her moves never arises. Her witty remarks to keep the unwanted Alphas away are enough. Always.

Caroline knows deep down that what happened can't be changed. She’s grateful that the unknown Alpha didn’t touch her when she was becoming more vulnerable from the touch of her mate. She would have hated that. She also loved the fact that Ken attacked the unknown Alpha. It was so hot, the way Ken was in charge of their beautiful intimate session, losing himself with Caroline in the moment but still not enough for him to miss detecting another Alpha sniffing on Caroline.

It turned Caroline the f**k on.

“Okay,” says Ken. “I get what you mean.” He glances Caroline up and down for the last time, as if reassuring himself that Caroline is okay.

Caroline nods.

“I would like to go home now.” Caroline concludes.

“Can I drop you home?” Ken asks.

Caroline smirks knowingly and nods. “Sure.”

“Let’s get to my car.” The Alpha takes out his keys.

They drive home in silence. Caroline quietly sends another prayer out into the Universe. She’s grateful for finding her mate. Her Omega claws at Caroline to make more skin contact with Ken. It's now that they’re alone in the car that Caroline smells Ken. Ken’s scent is of the salty wind that she has always found comfort in whenever she visits a beach. It’s the ocean air, influential and consuming.

“To the left,” Caroline guides Ken.

Caroline lives alone.

*

She places her hand in Ken’s hand and steps out of the car.

“I live on the fourth floor,” Caroline points out.

“Oh,” says Ken. His eyes scan the outside premises of the building. He studies the buildings around them and the roads more now that he’s out of his car. “The location of your home is great, and so is the area. Looks safe.” He glances at Caroline proudly.

He cares about my safety.

Caroline’s stomach dips.

She shakes her head. f**k it. She wants to be touched by this Alpha. HER Alpha to be specific. The Alpha who has been nothing but sweet to her since they met. The Alpha who made her leak slick right there in the middle of a club just by kissing her f*****g jaw. Jesus.

Caroline wants to know what's under that dominating but sweet aura that Ken exudes. She wants to take Ken’s shirt off. She wants to inhale his scent from the places she’s blushing just thinking about. She imagines herself kissing Ken’s torso, crawling up from there slowly. She thinks about Ken slamming her against the door of her own apartment, his nose nuzzling down her neck, kissing every inch of her.

Not to forget she’s still thinking about how she loved the way Ken protected her back at the club. It was so freaking hot.

“Caroline...” Ken warns, eyes narrowed. He is now clutching Caroline’s hand tightly.

Caroline comes back to reality. She sniffs; her scent has changed again and she's smelling of pure arousal at the moment. Ken visibly restrains himself. It's clear as a blue sky. The Alpha can smell Caroline in all her heavily aroused glory but he is still holding back. Probably because he thinks that Caroline wouldn’t want to roll around in bed with him just an hour after finding her.

He is wrong.

Caroline wants it. All of it. Whatever Ken can give her. So Caroline leans closer to Ken, and pauses with her lips a thread away from Ken’s lips. Their breaths fan out between them, Caroline lightly balls her hands at the Alpha’s waist.

The latter’s jaw is hard, his eyes still narrowed. But Caroline can see the control slipping when she gently nuzzles her nose underneath Ken’s chin.

“Yeah?” Caroline asks innocently. Her tone turns sharper, the most seductive she's ever known herself to emit.

A growl is heard. Caroline’s back hits the car, Ken enters her personal space. Their bodies smash together but that's not what wrings out a strangled moan from Caroline’s lips. It's the Alpha’s eyes. They've turned heavily red. Caroline’s breaths come out faster, her adrenaline spikes with the abrupt action. Her body produces more slick at the heightened arousal that her mind is processing. Ken growls again, having smelled the potent scent of roses and honey.

“What are you doing?” Ken asks. His hand slips around Caroline’s waist. He jerks her forward, and Caroline gasps, her crotch meets the bulge in Ken’s pants and her eyes roll back at the sensation.

Shit. s**t s**t. f**k!

“Trying to seduce you. Is it working?” Caroline croaks out.

Ken chuckles dangerously. In one sharp motion, he pushes his hips upward and repeats the action immediately, creating heat between their crotches. A heated string of bliss waves down Caroline’s chest.

“Definitely,” says Ken. His voice courses darker.

Caroline assumes that it's what happens when she's aroused.

“T-take me,” Caroline whispers. “Take me up to my apartment. f**k. Do it.”

“Are you sure?” Ken asks.

Caroline’s eyes snap open in annoyance. Ken has unlimited self-control; she doesn’t.

“Take me to my apartment and f**k me or I'll find the same Alpha who sniffed me back in the club and let him f**k me.”

Something snaps in the Alpha.

His scent spikes with fury. Without thinking twice, Ken attacks Caroline's lips. Their lips meet. Fast and hard. Ken takes charge of the kiss as he cradles Caroline’s head between his big hands and sucks on Caroline’s upper lip. He then sucks on both her pillowy lips, combining them together, as if they're made of the sweetest candy and bites Caroline’s lower lip. He lightly chews on Caroline’s bottom lip, his hands working efficiently in tugging Caroline’s shirt out of her jeans.

Caroline does the same with Ken’s shirt; they both touch each other insanely. Caroline’s skin flames when Ken’s hands sneak up her torso. His fingers graze Caroline’s n*****s.

The Omega’s knees go weak.

They kiss and kiss and kiss, yanking each other closer, trying to become one with their physical bodies.

Ken pulls away abruptly. He storms into the building, his hand in Caroline’s hand as Caroline walks dazedly behind him. The lift is luckily empty.

With a thud, Caroline's forehead meets the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the lift. She turns her head, cheek burning against the cold mirror. Ken presses himself deeply into her body, and Caroline knows now that the last of Ken’s control has slipped.

Just what she wanted.

“Want to spank you so bad for what you just said.” Ken speaks in Caroline’s ear.

“D-do it,” Caroline whispers.

Without a question this time, a hard smack connects with Caroline’s round ass. Caroline’s eyes go wide. Her hole clenches involuntarily, and she pushes her ass back into the Alpha’s crotch. The skin under her jeans heats up.

Their powerfully aroused scents mix and Caroline loves the sensation of a hard body pressing into her from behind.