The Alpha and the Rogues Daughter

Chapter 13 Be Mine

He stopped kissing me and leaned down to my ear. He whispered, "I want you, little wolf, but not until you tell me I can." God, I wanted him but was so aroused I could barely speak, "yours forever" was all I managed to say. Finally, he pulled back, looked into my eyes, and aligned himself with me; he dove into me fast, stretching me completely, and I screamed. Then, he stopped deep inside me and held very still. My body was so hot for him, and although his size hurt a bit, I wanted to feel him ravaging me more.

I looked up into his beautiful blue eyes. I said something I thought I would never in a million years have said, "Christian, I paused, take me, baby, please, I want you so bad; I want you to fill me up and be mine" as soon as I finished speaking, he began thrusting slow and hard. I could feel every ridge and every inch of him filling and stretching me. My body shook, and I moaned loudly with every thrust. My core heated, and my orgasms built quickly. Each time I released he drove harder and faster. Slamming into me, then slowly withdrawing.

He made love to me for hours thrusting inside deep and withdrawing, making me c*m for him over and over. My body shivered my heart pounded. I felt like I was floating. My wolf had retreated to let me have this moment. She knew I was in good hands.

He thrust faster and harder, the sounds of slapping between us as he suckled my breasts. My back arched for him wanting him inside me forever.

I was in a state of ecstasy when he spoke, "Mate" was all he said, and I began to shiver hard beneath him; he leaned forward and bit my marking spot, and I screamed as the most fantastic orgasm tore through my abdomen. "Mine," I said breathlessly and leaned up, biting him in the same spot. Immediately I felt his c*m flow, filling me so thoroughly as I latched on, suckling my mark and licking it so it would seal. When we both finally released, he fell onto me breathless.

We lay there for a moment, and then he spoke softly. "I didn't hurt you at all did I?" The concern in his voice was so sincere it brought tears to my eyes. This man truly cares about me, I thought. "No," I whispered, "give me a moment, and I would love to start over again." He chuckled softly and said, "As you wish, my love." My heart swelled as he called me his love, and I realized although, with my past, I thought no one would ever love me, he does.

He rolled off me and pulled me to him, cuddling me close as we both dosed off. I woke sometime later to a sleeping Christian, which was still dark. I decided I needed a shower, so I snuck to the bathroom and turned the warm water on. I caught my reflection in the mirror, and somehow, I looked different. I was glowing, and his mark was there on my lower neck. I touched it lightly, and desire stirred for him within me. I slowly turned and stepped into the large shower.

I had just finished washing my hair when I heard Christian enter the bathroom. "Are you all right little wolf?" He asked. "I am fine, my love," I responded. At those words, a low purr-like growl escaped his chest.

He sauntered over to the shower and stepped in. I watched as the water ran over his fantastic body and heat pooled between my legs for him. He moaned low and said, "your scent is amazing, my love." I blushed at his remark but had no time to respond before he kissed me hard and pushed my back against the wall.

Our tongues met and continued to intermingle as he kissed me hard, his hands roaming my body feverishly. He tugged my n*****s lightly and then cupped my ass. Moans escaped his chest as he touched me, and I became wetter and wetter for him, and not because of the shower.

Suddenly he lifted me against the wall and brought his c**k to my entrance. He slid himself inside and began thrusting slowly. I moaned out as he entered me repeatedly with each bounce of my wet p***y on this throbbing member; my n*****s lightly brushed his chest the stimulations were pushing me solidly over the edge.

My body was built in the climax. I could feel the pressure in my abdomen as he began to ravage me against the wall. He thrust into me hard and deep. I moaned in ecstasy as I released, coating him in my juices. He sighed a low growl and whispered, "I can't help but want to take you hard and deep" I tilted my head down to his ear and moaned out, "f**k me, baby" at those words, he began pounding me harder and faster. My tight hole stretched for him with every thrust. He was banging me against the shower wall, and I wanted more.

"Yes, baby," I screamed as he grabbed my ass harder and thrust as deep as he could. I screamed, moaned, and dug my nails into him as he pushed inside me harder. The slapping noises between us only intensified my arousal.

I had never wanted anything more in my life than to be taken by this man over and over and over. Suddenly he lowered me and spun me around, sliding in from behind as I arched my back, exposing myself to him, and placed my hands low on the shower wall. Then, he drove in hard and smacked my ass.

I screamed out as I came all over him again, my legs shaking as he held my hips and thrust harder and faster. God, he was pummeling me, and I loved every minute. I wanted him to take me every way he wanted. I was his, and that was the most amazing feeling I had ever felt.

"Yes baby," I moaned, "take your p***y” he growled low and thrust deep. I was going to explode for him again. He rammed me repeatedly, holding my hips in his hands as he claimed what was his. With a few more steady hard thrusts, I could feel he was close, and I wanted to taste him.

I pulled away, and he looked confused until I hit my knees in front of him and began sucking on his rigid member. I had never sucked d**k before, but I wanted to. His hands found my hair, and he thrust between my lips. He slid in and out, his soft skin grazing my lips. Finally, I lifted my head long enough to look into his eyes and say, "c*m for me, baby; let me taste you" at that, he thrust in deep as I realized his warm c*m was filling my throat and mouth. I swallowed him down and sucked him clean. His taste was divine, and he was mine.

We cleaned up, got out of the shower, and returned to bed. I cuddled close as we both drifted back to sleep.

-Roman's P.O.V.-

We had been searching for her for weeks. Finally, I returned to where I had left her alone, and she wasn't there. How had she survived? I wondered. My father was determined to get her back before we moved on. I was hoping he would eventually give up the search.

We had been out roaming the wooded area around town for hours, still searching for her; at this point, it seemed that we would never find her. Not that I cared; I was glad she had vanished. No one knew I had hurt her, and no one suspected anything other than she ran away.

I prayed she was dead just so I wouldn't have to deal with her again. I didn't understand my father's desperate need to find her. He seemed furious I had lost her; why did he care so much about a weak little she-wolf? My mother also seemed put off by his desperate need to find her. Yet we continued searching the same area for her daily.

"Roman," My father called out. "Why don't we run through it again." "Sir, I told you already we were in the market when she gave me the slip" I repeated the same story I had given several times before. "So, you didn't see which exit she took or where she headed?" He asked. "No," I said. We had this conversation daily for the last month.

We searched every alley, every motel, every inch of the woods we could, and no sign of her. "Sir?" I inquired. "Yes, son," he responded, still stalking around the store as if she was going to suddenly appear. "She is probably miles away by now, and we will never find her," I pleaded. "You better hope we find your mate well." He snapped. "Why do you want to find her so bad?" "Son, she is exceptional, which is why I picked her for you," he replied. Behind his back, I rolled my eyes. There was nothing special about that b***h, I thought.

My father turned, and I followed him from the store. We rounded a corner, and he came to a sudden stop. I damn near ran into him when I noticed he was staring in front of him at a small, beautiful, regal-looking woman. The woman was standing next to a handsome young man and had just referred to him as Beta. We quietly stepped behind the corner of the building and listened to their conversation.

"Can you keep a secret Derrick?" The woman asked the young man. "Of course, Luna," the man replied. "Eliana isn't what we thought, she is no rogue, and I have proof." the woman stated with a smile. "What do you mean?" he asked quizzically. "She is the daughter of two alphas and will become powerful once she is mated," she said in a soft voice so that we barely heard.

My mouth dropped; this woman was talking about Eliana, my chosen mate. The girl I thought was worthless was indeed the daughter of two Alphas. My father pulled at my arm, and we slipped down the alley away from the conversation.

"Dad?" I broke the silence after we were outside of town. "I tried to tell you she was special," he responded, as if knowing where this conversation was going. But, he continued, "Well, at least now we know where she is, and with some preparation, we can get her back." I looked at him, confused. "Son, that woman is the Luna or former Luna of the Crestwood pack; their territory is just beyond these woods." "How do you know that?" I asked. "Because I killed their Alpha a few years back," he responded.

I was on information overload. Not only had I screwed up by hurting Eliana when I thought she was just a weak little wolf, but now we were going to try to take him back from a pack that had a reputation of being ready for war since their alpha was killed. I did want her back now. She would give me mighty pups. I knew I needed her to breed. A smile crept over my face as I thought of how I could repeat over and over what I did to her in the woods once I got her back.