His Forbidden Mate

His Woman

(Trigger Warning)

~Aliyah's POV~

**I had no idea what it felt like to be touched before…

Internally, it felt like a door I’d kept locked without even knowing it. And now, it swung wide open.

There was this sudden, overwhelming sense of presence, like I'd been a ghost in my own body until that very second.

My back was turned towards him, but his silent presence, cold body against my warm one, was enough to remind me who it was.

His breath was warm, just like his presence around me, but his fingers were cold.

Though his fingers were cold, his mere touch on my bare back, still ignited the unknown fire inside me that craved for more. An unknown feeling started to settle between my legs, giving me an ache that didn’t feel painful at all.

I felt the area between my legs tightening, pulsating, asking for more touches, or maybe… Touches down there.

His fingers were tracing my back, making my heart race and my breath heavy. For the very first time in my life, I felt what pleasure with pain feels like.

I felt a heavy, wet throb deep inside me that I couldn’t quiet. It was like a fire had been lit in my core, a rising heat that made me ache for all of him, desperate to just feel more of him.

The slightest distance between us, with his soft breath against my flesh made me squirm and I unknowingly took my butt closer to him.

I want to feel him more… All of him.

Our lowers touched, sending a shiver through my spine with warm tingles spreading through my body.

He groaned, and I bit my lips.

He was freaking hard. I could feel his d**k poking into my butt straight. It felt like… He was wearing nothing.

Was my dress a hurdle?

Then I want it off.

“I want all of you…”

His voice hit me straight in my heart and my lower. As if they were both connected at this moment.

I didn’t know what it was, love or lust, or moving ahead with him like his lover or one-night stand, but I freaking wanted him.

“I know you want the same…”

I was dripping, and he knew it. And he made it worse by licking my bare back and holding my waist so close to his length, that a desperate desire spread through my body like wildfire.

His warm tongue made me shiver, and a moan came out of my mouth. But it wasn’t just another moan… It made me feel like a woman. His woman.

He made me lose control over the single string I was holding onto. And I knew, there was no going back now.

“You are mine… Nobody can touch you but me…”

He whispered, making me shiver vulnerably in his arms and forcing me to let out another moan.

Earlier I didn’t understand what people meant when they said they feel their core tightening and their libido getting high, but now, I have figured it all out.

His lick on a sensitive spot on my neck made me lose all my senses and a loud moan echoed in the room, “Then have me…”

His hand moved from my thigh to my waist, and my heart made a tiny leap as anticipation flooded me. His hand roamed on my waist, making sure I was responding to his touch and kisses on my shoulder with moans. And when he felt pleased, he squeezed the lower part between my legs, making me squirm in pleasure

“Louis!” I moaned.

“I will take you my way,” He whispered.

I barely nodded, telling him that I was ready. But the desire to feel his skin against mine filled me in, and I wanted to hold him.

But how?

My hands were still tied.

I tried to come up with words, but before I could say anything, I felt his tongue on my shoulder replaced by teeth, and- What the f**k?

Oh god, why the f**k did he bite me?**

“No!” I yelled at the top of my lungs.

This wasn’t supposed to be happening!

His bite…

No…

It’s not him…

“No! Get- get away from me!” I yelled again.

The sharp, piercing pain crossed through my body, making every nerve in my body burn.

I tried taking the man away from my neck, but his grip was so tight that if I tried to move more, he would end up snapping my neck.

My neck burned as his teeth sank deeper into my flesh while I yelled for help. I f*****g didn’t do anything to go through this pain!

“My son must have felt a thousand times more pain than this when your brother ripped his chest open!”

A deep, dominating voice came from behind that hit me straight in my gut.

His son?

“Your brother killed my only son!”

It was a woman’s yell. It was filled with pain, agony, and tears. The pain of losing a son was loud and clear in her cracking voice, but how the heck do I make her understand that wasn’t my fault!

My pain and fear intensified as I realised not only were my hands tied, but I was blindfolded as well! I was being tortured and I f*****g didn’t even know by whom!

“No, please listen to-“

“Listen to you? f**k you, b***h!”

She yelled, and then I felt a hit on my foot that wrecked my whole body.

“No!!!!”

I could feel my bones cracking up and yells bouncing back in the room, begging them to stop, but the sharp, intense pain due to something digging deeper into my foot kept hurting me.

It felt like I was daggered deep. As if something was carving its way deeper into me, a sharp, cold sting that cut right through the warmth and made my whole body tighten in protest.

Something moved against my foot again and again. Deep, cruel, tearing my every cell apart... Making me scream until my throat burned.

"Noooooo!!!!!!"

I could smell my blood, thick and metallic, flowing down from my neck and out from my foot. I could smell the distress, pain, agony, and everything that my body was throwing out in my blood at the moment, but I couldn’t do a single thing to stop it.

“What the f**k is wrong with you? Step away from her!”

“She killed my son!”

“I said step away…”

My brain refused to believe the hissing, aggressive voice my ears just heard, but the skips of beats in my heart told me otherwise…

I knew that voice... I remember that mint scent...

It was him…

How?

I don’t know. But…

It was him… My… My mate…