The Last Female Alphas

BLOOMING PASSION 2

Blaze POV

We shift and come back to the cabin; I am dressed in the clothes Connor left outside for me. Everyone seems annoyed by me. Connor looks smitten by Día, she seems a little less scared of everyone. She gives me a small smile when she looks at me. I am happy for him. He has loved Día as long as I have loved Ray. I just wish I was as lucky as him. I am lost in my mind when Stacey smacks me on the back of my head again. She threatens to hex me for being stupid.

Roy breaks the awkward silence with food, and we eat like we are a family with lighthearted banter. We are a band of misfits who formed a bond. They truly are my family. With Ray and Día here, our family is complete. Now, just the rest of the boys should find their mates, so we become a big happy family. Luke explains what we learned about the red wolves to the girls after dinner. And how we can get a sure idea about what they are and their powers when they shift. There is a reason our fathers kept them alive, and to defeat them we need that information. We will know soon. My father will regret the day he was born when I am done with him. I don’t miss Día’s disappointment at not having a wolf. They had sedated her with wolfsbane all her life and kept her in silver chains. I think she will soon meet her wolf. I can’t wait to run with Ray in wolf form after she shifts.

After that, everyone leaves, and we both are finally alone. They must all be tired. Today was a long day. I told Ray to soak up in the bath while I got everything ready for bed. She seemed pretty ecstatic about it. It will help her relax and decompress. It is needed after all the information she gained tonight. I don’t want her to crash and burn with an information overload.

Walking into the bathroom, I found scented oil bottles and candles. I rush outside and collect some flowers. I made her a hot bath with oils and flower petals and lit the scented candles. Ritz is the best. She must have gotten everything here. I tried to thank her, but her block was up so I linked Blake, “Can you please thank Ritz for me, it was considerate of her to bring all the bath stuff here for Ray.” He replied, grunting at me.

“I am thanking her already. I will thank her from your side as well if you stop annoying us.” God, now I feel like an i***t. They were probably having s*x, and I am disturbing them. I put my head down, confirming she had everything she needed, and went out into the living room. I gave her a fluffy towel which I got specially for her. It’s not much, but I wanted her to experience nice things. I will give her everything she wants and more. I leave her alone and start tending to the fire so she can bathe in peace.

I got the fire started again and put more wood in it to last us the night. I started getting the bed ready when I hear my name. Then I hear Ray moaning my name again. Thor tries dragging me to the bathroom, but I control myself. Her arousal is thick in the air, I blink for a moment enjoying it, but it was a big mistake. Thor takes over instantly in my moment of weakness, walking us directly to the bathroom. I stood at the door watching her pleasure herself. I felt like a creep, but I couldn’t stop myself. It’s the most erotic site I have ever seen. She looks so beautiful, moaning my name. Thor is watching her like a predator. When she comes down from her high; she looks at me like her prey. Thor is enjoying this, “she wants us. Please Blaze do something.” He keeps panting with his tongue hanging out.

“Let me take care of her if she still wants us. We will please her and feast on her.” I assured him, even though I was not sure myself if that would be the right thing to do.

I carried her out of the bath and dried her. She is beautiful, her skin is so soft. I can see her scars, but that makes her even more gorgeous. The scar on her back makes me cry for her, but her smile stops me from saying anything. I gently kiss her scar making her shiver. She is standing here alive and full of life even after they did so much to break her. All her scars are her badges of honor, showing her will to live and her courage. I gently dry her boobs and her naked body. All I wanted to do is kiss her and mark her skin with my scent. I controlled myself enough to not do something stupid.

I controlled myself and carried her in my arms towards the bed, gently placing her in the middle of our bed, I asked her permission to kiss her. After she responds yes, I feast on her lips, touching her soft supple beautiful skin. My groin is etching to be free and buried deep within her, but today is all about her pleasure. I sucked her lips and kissed her neck. I pray to every inch of her body, memorizing every tiny detail about her beautiful body. She looks so amazing, moaning my name.

Rustling of the leaves outside breaks the spell. I can’t do this to her, not now at least. She needs time to adjust and understand her feelings. She might be aroused by me, but she has never experienced kindness before, never been kissed before she needs time. I am not sure if her desire for me is her true feelings or just the gratitude she feels towards me. Even though I hate myself for doing this, I stop myself and explain to her that we can’t do this, atleast not for now. She looks heartbroken, and it makes me give in, but what if she regrets this later? That thought alone is enough to pour cold water over my head. I steel my nerves and explain to her that my love for her is my reason to live, and I want her badly. I will gladly give her everything she wants, but after she experiences life here and learns a little about herself in the process. Not when she is clearly overwhelmed with emotions and not making a sound choice.

I got up and removed my t-shirt and draped it over her head and covered her beautiful body. She looks beautiful and sexy wearing my clothes. I almost regret stopping earlier, but her yawn makes me feel better. She is clearly exhausted after the day she had. She is already asleep and snoring within minutes of snuggling with me. She looks so perfect and enchanting in her sleep with her wild locks spread across my chest. I have imagined this scene so many times that I am not sure if she is really here with me. But this is more sensual and delicious compared to my imagination and her warmth is a vivid proof that this is reality not some dream.