Page 59 of Rejected and Regretted

Amidst the bliss, the passion, the heat, I bit his lip, tasting his blood almost immediately. The unexpected pain made him wince, but he wasn’t mad. I could feel him smile against my lips as he bit me back, fueling the fire.

Not even the beep of the elevator, signaling that it had arrived, could stop us. Almost instinctively, we stumbled past the doors, my hands clinging to his neck while his arm on my lower back pressed me to him. I didn’t care that anyone could walk in on us at any moment.

Once the elevator came to a stop, we got out the same way we got in, but faster. Using his werewolf speed, Koen shoved me against the nearest wall, his arm shielding my back from the impact. As my alpha genes kicked in, I fought him for dominance, spinning him around so that I was pinning him. We became a tangle of hands and tongues, bouncing from wall to wall until we reached the door to his room, but neither of us cared to go inside.

Out of breath, Koen finally broke our kiss, but he didn’t dare pull away from me. His mouth moved to my neck before he started nipping, sucking and licking along my collarbone. Lost in lust, I wrapped my fingers in his hair, my back arching as I urged to be closer to him.

When his face stopped between my breasts, I couldn’t contain a moan. The sound called directly to his beast, evident in the way he emitted a guttural growl before continuing to trail hungry kisses down my stomach over my clothes. Never taking his mouth off of me, he reached down to grab the hem of my dress, rolling it all the way up to my thighs.

Before, I would have tried to stop him, but this time, I had made up my mind. I was ready to commit to my theory; to let him quench my thirst and drain the desire out of me. When his hand slipped between my legs, I quickly responded, parting them.

Koen groaned in satisfaction, his fingers digging into my inner thigh as he brought his mouth back to mine. Another moan escaped me as his index finger found my most sensitive spot. He caressed it leisurely over the fabric of my underwear, a stark contrast to the desperation in his kiss.

“Avril,” he hissed against my mouth, barely distancing it from mine as he let the words roll out of his tongue, “You’re so wet for me.”

Giving me no time to reply, he crashed his lips against mine once more. Hastily, he pulled my underwear aside, and a wave of pleasure washed over me as his skin made contact with mine. I was hot, so hot, and I wanted nothing more than for him to put out my fire.

And he didn’t deny my unspoken wish.

I dug my nails onto his back as his finger slid between my folds, moving back and forth a few times before teasing my entrance. Closing my eyes, I concentrated solely on the overwhelming sensation. Fully succumbing to my lust, I rocked my hips against his hand, desperate for him to fill me. Taking pity on me, he finally slipped his index finger inside of me.

“Ah,” I groaned, parting our kiss as I let my head fall back.

To allow me to breathe, Koen trailed kisses down my neck instead while his finger caressed my walls thoroughly. He started moving slowly, gradually picking up the pace to match the rhythm of my chest heaving up and down as I felt like I would burst into flames. Then, he slid another finger inside, making me gasp.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he breathed out, pausing his kisses. “Can you take three?”

Craving as much of him as I could get, I nodded. Still, Koen hesitated for a brief moment before at last inserting another finger into me. I moaned as he stretched my insides, and he gave me a moment to adjust before he began moving again.

This time, he didn’t bother to start slow. He trusted his hand with precision, reaching deeper each time, curling his fingers. It wasn’t long before he brought me to the edge.

“Koen!” I called out absentmindedly.

“Go on,” he encouraged. “Don’t hold back, Avril. Come for me,” he instructed.

Since I became the alpha of my own pack, I didn’t obey anyone. I was the one calling the shots - people answered to me. Yet, for the first time in a very long time, I submitted. I did exactly as Koen said, and when he reached that spot again, I came undone all over his fingers.

“Shit,” I breathed out as the high made me see stars, struggling to stay standing on shaky legs.

“Shh, that’s it,” Koen whispered back to me.

Removing his hand from between my legs, replacing it with his knee instead to help support my weight. With his other hand, he brushed my hair tenderly while his nose dove into the crook of my neck. He inhaled deeply, sucking in my essence at its core.

Just as I started coming back down, I let my hands run down his back. They traveled down his side as I took one breath after the other, returning to reality. That’s when I felt it. My eyes burst open, landing straight on the crimson stain on his light gray shirt.

“Koen, you’re bleeding,” I pointed out, urging him to stand up straight as worry consumed me. “Your wound must have reopened.”

To my utter disbelief, he didn’t seem the least bit concerned. He stepped back just enough to lift the hand he had been using to please me to his face. Closing his eyes, he ran his fingers, coated in my arousal, along his lips, humming with pleasure before sliding all three into his mouth.

I watched in dismay as he sucked them clean. When he was done, he licked his lips like a wolf that had just had its firstmeal in weeks. Then, his eyes reopened, glowing intensely as he released a groan of pure pleasure.

Bringing his face closer to mine again, he whispered boldly, “Worth it.”

And just like that, I felt hot all over again.

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