The Rejected omega Mate

CHAPTER THREE

The sound of the door knob jiggling reached my ears. My spine stiffened with fear, no one should be in my room this late.

The door flew open, and I let out a scream. It was Davies, the son of our Alpha. I could recognize him even in the darkness or with my eyes closed, he was the only one in the entire pack who had always been on my side.

He stumbled in, reeking of alcohol on his breath. It takes a lot to get a werewolf drunk, they usually have to drink a lot and mix it with wolfsbane, I wondered what had driven him to this point.

In his drunken state, he staggered to the bed where I was, his gaze intense.

"Alexia, I'm sorry about what happened to you tonight," he said. His words were like the opening of a floodgate, and tears streamed down my face.

"But I'm glad he rejected you. I've always loved you, and when it turned out you weren't my mate, I was scared I thought I already lost you," he said.

My eyes widened in shock, I was stunned to hear him say that.

Before I could respond, he continued, "I've been madly in love with you for years, Alexia," he slurred, desperation in his voice. "But I was too afraid of being rejected."

I stared at Davies, my mind racing as I tried to process his sudden confession.

I attempted to wrap my head around and accept what he was saying. The future Alpha had harbored feelings for an ordinary omega like me all along but had been too afraid to confess it.

Was he serious? But at that moment, I couldn't care less. Through tears, I confessed, "I love you too, Davies. I've always loved you."

I was overjoyed that the love of my life had always loved me, and now I could finally say that I loved him back.

Before I could think, Davies was all over me, caressing my body with a fervor that sent shivers down my spine.

I continued and i move my hands over his body, exploring his stiffened d**k, which felt as hard as a rock.

"Do you want to go down with me?" he asked, his voice slurred from the alcohol.

"Yes," I said solemnly, my desires engulfing me. I wasn't thinking straight, but I knew I wanted him as much as he wanted me. I could hear it in his voice.

His voice wasn’t the only sign, his body language showed clearly that he wanted to take me passionately, and I was ready for it.

I bit my lower lip, my eyes seductively tracing the lines of his body. He was the most beautiful man I had ever seen, and I wanted him to devour me right then and there.

He pinned me against the wall, kissing my neck fiercely. "Ohh," I moaned loudly, unable to hold back the overwhelming rush of emotions coursing through me.

I enjoyed the way his touch made me feel. My heart was racing, and the electrifying sensation made my body vibrate endlessly.

"Relax, pumpkin," he rasped, his breath sending tingles through me.

It hit me that he had just called me something new—pumpkin. No one had ever used a pet name for me before, not even my supposed mate.

Just then, he met my lips with his, pressing them firmly as his tongue intertwined with mine. It felt amazing—I couldn't breathe, but I loved it and was captivated by it.

"Beautiful," he murmured, sending a chill down my spine and across my entire body.

My back arched in response. I moved one of my hands from his neck down to his waist, grabbing onto his shirt.

But he quickly removed my hand and pulled my top off. He stared straight into my eyes with a gaze full of passion.

Electricity crackled in every small gap between our bodies. My back arched, my spine tingling. He looked at me like he was drowning and I was the only one who could save him. It was dizzying and intoxicating—I couldn't resist him.

I climbed onto him, my nails digging into his muscular shoulder as he drove inside me. My head fell back as waves of pleasure washed over me. It felt as though something inside both of us had snapped, and the ties holding us to reality had been severed.

Nothing in this world had prepared me for the surge of pleasure that erupted inside me. I had dreamed of a day like this, but never imagined it would come from my childhood crush.

He looked at me with shock in his eyes, and I knew then that he realized I had never been with any man before, he was my first.

"Are you okay?" He stopped to ask.

I nodded. holding back my shyness.

"I'm okay. Please don't slow down, I like it when you go fast," I told him.

He was wild and frenzied, his hands moved around every inch of me, the curves of my waist, and gripping the back of my thighs with enough force to leave bruises. I lost myself to him, and for the first time in my life, I felt completely content.

Davies didn't leave me for even a minute. He was relentless and I gave him all I had, and all I had was me, my virginity. It was the Goddess who had bestowed me with this opportunity and I won't dare lose it.

He groaned, thrusting upward, withdrawing before plunging back inside me. I held him tighter, he smirked as I tightened myself around him.

He emptied himself inside me and then wrapped his arms around my body as if he were protecting me.

I crashed onto my bed, closing my eyes to finally catch up on my missed sleep. All I cared about was letting everything that happened tonight fade into my dreams.

I was completely exhausted. I snuggled into his chest. I slept peacefully, ready for whatever tomorrow would bring. Whatever it was, I knew I would face it with a smile.

"Alexia! Alexia!"

I was peacefully lost in the world of dreams until I heard a voice shatter my fantasy. I could have enjoyed it, but my dreams were always ruined before they could fully unfold.