The Bride Games

TheAlpha

I feel his eyes searching my body,

and the room is suddenly too hot. James slowly moved towards the bed and sat at

the edge of it. “Ember, come here. I want to be close to you.” My heart started

to beat erratically, and everything inside me screamed no, although his husky

voice made my legs feel weak. How could I

let James see, touch, and make love to me when I was just in his brother's arms

the night before? My heart isn’t ready, and it might never be ready. Maybe I can

make him understand and change his mind. Was Lucas touching Ava right now? Would

he hate me if James claimed my body? Yesterday, I was certain of what and who I

wanted now; I didn’t know what was right. “I am not a man accustomed to asking more

than once. Come here, Ember. I want to see you.” Hesitantly, I forced my body

forward. James reached out, grabbed my hands, and pulled me into his lap so

that I was straddling him. “James...” He silenced me with a kiss, dragging his

hands up my arms and into my fiery hair. His kiss felt like lightning, sending

a shock straight to my core. I felt moisture pool in my most sensitive place.

My whole body responds to his touch; my hands move without thought, weaving into

his silky honey hair. His lips are soft on mine, but his mouth is demanding,

taking every thought from my brain other than him. His beard tickled, and chills

ran up my spine as his mouth moved to my neck where he had bitten me earlier.

Where he had, in front of the entire room, staked his claim on me. When he

started to suck the tender flesh, a throaty moan rang out from my mouth,

surprising us both, my c**t throbbing as our eyes locked. “Ember, you’re so

beautiful.” Those words, the same ones spoken to me by Lucas, took me out of

whatever trance my body had been under. I am stunned by my actions since being

taken from my home. Yesterday, I gave myself fully to a man I barely know but

feel such a deep and sincere love for. Now I am straddling his brother, and

every part of me screams out to have him as well. This man under me is the same

one who stripped and humiliated me, whose eyes follow my every move, and who

has me under some dark spell. I can’t make sense of my thoughts and body in

such contrast to what I wanted just last night, what I still want now. I want

to scream and rip out my hair in frustration. If I’m honest with myself, I want

it all. How can I be so foolish and needful? No one can have everything, especially

when those desires are in such conflict with each other.

“James, we can’t do this. My heart is still

full of another. It’s not fair to you.” His eyes instantly flashed red. “You

are my mate, Ember, claimed by me alone. Your heart and body belong to me, just

as I, in my entirety, belong to you.” The tenderness he had is now gone, and I

was flipped harshly onto my back, landing on the soft bed. I was trying to push

the dress down that had ridden up when James came down on me, capturing my

wrists and pinning them down at my sides. His lips were on mine again, but

moving eagerly, his body lay heavy atop me, making it hard to take a breath.

His presence threatened to overwhelm my senses again. “Please, James, let’s

talk about it. I’m just not ready. You don’t really want me when I want someone

else, do you?”

“Not ready?! You had my brother inside you

yesterday, and I feel how wet you are. Your body is begging for me. Want you?!

I have done nothing but want you since I set eyes on you. I have stroked my

cock over and over, thinking about how much I want to be inside you. Imagining

how good you would feel and what your voice would sound like on the edge of

release and screaming my name. I will

erase every time he has touched you. He is with another, and now you are mine.”

Tears poured from my eyes as he ripped the dress off me, leaving me in nothing

but my wet panties. I was trembling, being brought so bare before him yet again,

fear racing through me. Something else was awakened inside me as well, with his

hungry eyes devouring my bare flesh, desire. How could my body betray me so thoroughly?

I was hot everywhere, with my center throbbing.

James’s hands let go of mine as he

hovered over me. “Tell me you want me to touch you.” I did, despite knowing I

shouldn’t. I puffed my chest and nodded. He leaned down and hissed the mark on

my neck again. “Good girl.” He whispered against my throat, his reverent and

eager hands moving down my chest. I couldn’t help the little moan that escaped

when his fingertips caressed the tops of my tight, sensitive flesh. “Beautiful.”

His eyes drank me in, his hands kneading and fondling my breast. The licentious

sounds continued when he captured my n****e in his hot mouth, licking and

sucking each one. Chasing this pleasure, my hips moved, seeking out the

pressure to ease the ache that was building. My hands, which had been pushing

against his chest, were now gripping his bulging arms as his assault on my

breast continued. I shuddered, and my skin tingled as James' large hand closed

in around my throat, gripping but not cutting off my oxygen. His forceful hand

led me to lay on my back, this simple act making fire race through my veins. My

body fully submitted to his dominating hands. His face was hovering over mine,

his breathing uneven. “I’m going to show you who you belong to, my queen.” He kissed

me sweetly again; his hands fell from my neck and down my body until he pushed my

drenched underwear down, destroying the last barrier between us. Standing up

from the bed, he took his own clothes off. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from

his beautiful, powerful body. In my mind, I knew it was wrong to want another

when I was still so in love with Lucas when my choice of partner had been taken

from me, but I was so drawn to him. His body called out to mine in an almost

primal way, like an invisible tether connecting us.

His large, calloused hands pushed my thighs

wide open. I should feel ashamed that his eyes are devouring my body, that my

core is weeping before him, but I don’t. His lascivious looks made me feel

empowered. That he desired me so fully thrilled and excited me. Who is this bold,

sensual creature that has taken over my body? My mouth went dry, and all rational

thought stopped as the bed dipped under his considerable weight and his

shoulders settled between my spread thighs. “You're already so wet for me, my queen.

I’m going to taste what belongs to me.”

Instantly my c**t was claimed by James'

greedy mouth, making me scream out. My hands went right into his silky blonde

hair, pulling him into me, his pleased growl vibrating my delicate bundle of

nerves, making me groan out in pleasure. That groan snapped his control while

grinding himself into the bed; he feasted on me. The sight of him coming undone

spurred me on further. “You taste so

fucking sweet, my little Queen. You are my new favorite meal, one I plan on

eating daily.” I cut off his crass speech by shoving his face back where I needed

him. The feeling of his short beard against my most intimate place was making me

writhe underneath him. James pushed up onto his knees, lining himself at my

entrance. “I can’t wait anymore; I have to be inside you now.” I nodded, desperate

with need. He pushed his immense girth into me, filling me up completely. I

thought Lucas was big, but his brother was the same length, only thicker. James

stretched me as he pushed in and out of my tight channel. I held onto him,

nails digging into his tanned skin as I let out small gasps. It felt like all

the air was being pushed from my lungs as he continued to enter me. James’s

thrust became wild, and my gasps turned into screaming moans. The feeling of

him was incredible and completely consuming. “Say you’re mine, Ember. I want to

hear you say my name as I claim you.”