The Wrong Roux Brother Slipped Into Me

ALPHA DECLAN'S MATE

“I-I can't stay here! What will people say?”

“You care a lot about the opinion of people who only hurt you.”

“Screw you, Alpha!” I blurted out before I could stop myself. I slapped my hand over my mouth, eyes wide with alarm. “I-I’m so sorry, Alpha Declan! I-i-I didn’t mean to.”

“I think you did.” The corners of his lip lifted as he set me on his bed, the dark sheets so soft, they slid against my skin. He got to his knees before me; the Alpha of Alphas. He looked so… strong, even still on his knees. Gently lifting my ankle, his fingers massaged the bandaged wound gently;

“Feel better?”

“Y-yes. What are you doing?!” I gasped, but it was too late. He ripped the bandage off. The panic stopped at my throat when I took in my ankle. It was…completely healed; like there wasn’t a deep, gaping wound in it hours before. “H-how? I never heal that fast.”

“Do you want to take a shower?” his eyes suddenly met mine. For some reason, neither of us could look away. His red eyes now had a gold ring in their pupils as they moved across my face. My tear-stained cheek, my lips…that’s when I realized. I had on only my bra!

“Oh!” I pushed his jacket closer. Something dark flashed across his face before he stood; he looked away first. “I’ll get you something to wear. Get some rest.”

“Wait.” He stopped. “Why wasn’t I enough?” My throat tightened; the back of my head burned from my sobs. That was all I wanted to do, but I didn’t have the energy anymore. Declan turned, slipping his hands inside his pockets. I looked down at my hands. “Why didn’t he want me? I-I know that I’m a wolfless mutt, but I-I really did try hard to be worthy of him.” My voice broke.

“I waited four years for him. I thought if I came back a week earlier, he’d finally choose me.” A tear fell onto my hand. “He promised me… he said he loved me; how could that be a lie?”

Declan walked back to me, then crouched in front of me again. “Look at me,”

I hesitated at first, then I did. There was no pity in his eyes, only something so heavy I couldn’t name it. “Elliot’s inability to value you has nothing to do with your worth.”

I shook my head. “You don’t understand. “ The tears wouldn’t stop coming now.

“I understand more than you think, Mina.” He said my name so gently, so softly.

‘How?” his jaw tightened; he looked like he regretted speaking. “Because I’ve watched you, Mina.”

“Y-you have?”

He nodded, still looking as if he were fighting himself. He lifted his hand, placed it against my cheek. His touch was unusually cold, but I didn’t shiver; I leaned into it. He released a heavy, shaky breath. ‘My brother is an asshole, Mina. If you were mine….” He stopped, eyes shut tight. He released a breath again, almost like he was struggling with something.

My eyes glanced down to find something tenting in his pants. My brows pulled together while I pointed at it; “There’s something in your pants.”

His eyes snapped open; the sight knocked the breath out of me. They weren’t red anymore; they were completely gold. “Mine.” He hissed before I could ask; his lips crashed against mine.

“Ah.” I gasped against him, eyes wide as his lips moved expertly over mine. My palms pressed hard against his chest, pushing him off. Our gazes locked, our breathing ragged. His eyes, still pure gold, turned molten. I…I didn’t hate the kiss.

I should push him off, but…I didn’t hate the kiss.

Elliot’s betrayal burned hot in my mind. ‘Virgin skank, wolfless mutt.’ All of a sudden, something dangerous, unreasonable flooded my veins. It made Alpha Declan’s lips look…glistening. This time around, I wrapped a fist around his collar, pulling him close. My lips crashed on his with a soft moan.

He groaned against my mouth, hands touching, pulling, caressing my skin. He pushed my body gently so I lay on the soft silk-covered bed, his rock-hard body pressing against my bare chest.

“No.” He stopped, struggling visibly. “I shouldn’t be doing this.”

“N-no.” I pulled him closer. “I want this; I want you to make me forget,” I whispered against his lips, pressing mine against his. My hands found his belt buckle. I pulled on it, tugging until I reached his zip.

“f**k, Mina.” He whispered, head digging against my neck. “I’ve wanted this for so damn long.”

His words barely landed; all I could think was how badly I needed his body on mine, inside me. I wanted to forget Elliot’s taunting.

Declan pulled away, his thumb against my lower lip. “You’re beautiful, Mina.” He whispered, voice still soft, gentle. All of a sudden, that faded away. “Lie back.” His voice took a commanding edge.

I obeyed, pulling myself up so I lay sprawled on his bed.

“Look at you; hair all over my pillows. So beautiful, so ready, so…perfect.” With every word, he slithered toward me. he brought my ankle, the once-injured one, to his lip. Without breaking eye contact, I watched his pink tongue lick and suck the skin. Sparks burst all around me instantly; a shiver travelled down my spine.

He moved up, hands slipping past my academy skirt until they stopped right at my panties. My cheeks burned when he pulled my skirt off. I waited to hear it;

He’d hate my underwear, then accuse me of raiding a grandmother’s closet.

“Fuck.” He whispered; my heart beat faster. “Goddess, you’re hot.”

“W-what?” I squeaked. “Y-you don’t hate my p-panties?”

“It covers your p***y, Mina.” He whispered, pressing his lips to my hip, his fingers hooked into the waistband of my panties. “So it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”

His words settled against my skin like silk. He pulled my panties down, slowly, gently urging, “Keep those eyes on me, Mina.” I did. Even when he pulled them past my hips and ankles. He lifted them, brought them to his nose. He took a long drag of the wet fabric; the sight sent jolts to my core. I felt my wetness seep from my p***y, to my inner thighs until it dropped on the sheets.

‘You smell even better.” He stood, pushed open his drawer, then neatly placed my panties inside it. He stood in front of me, at the foot of the bed. Then, he made me watch as he took off his clothes. He stood in front of me, naked as the day he was born.

Tattoos covered his left arm up to his wrist; the most prominent was a… creature. It looked like a wolf, but at the same time, it felt like so much more. “What did I say about keeping those eyes on me, Mina?”

I brought my eyes to his quickly. He knelt between my legs, eyes moving from me to my p***y. My body bucked against the bed, my entire body hot and aware of his every move. Grabbing my right leg, he placed it on his shoulder before he lay right in front of my p***y. He buried his nose into it, taking a long breath.

A groan escaped him; at the same time, a moan did me. “Oh!” I buried my hand against his full, blonde hair. “Alpha D-Declan.”

“I’ve been hungry for a long time, Mina.” His voice came out low, heavy…it pulsated against my bare p***y. “I’d like to eat as much as I want. Can I, Mina?”

Before I could think of a response, his pink tongue darted out and licked from my slit to my c**t. “Oh, g-goddess!” I sputtered. “D-do it again.” I urged.

“I asked you a question, sweet Mina.”

“Yes.” I nodded. "Eat as much as you want."