Page 36 of Alpha's Revenge Luna
Dion leans in, his breath a caress against my fevered skin.
“Such a shame,” he purrs, the words a sensuous promise that sends shivers down my spine.His lips brush my neck.“You have no idea how exquisite your pleasure could be.”
“If it’s coming from you, I don’t want it!”I manage to utter.
Dion’s eyes lock onto mine.
“Is that truly what you believe, Emery?”
The intensity in Dion’s eyes is nearly palpable as he leans closer, his lips hovering just a breath away from mine.Every nerve ending in my body screams for me to pull away, but there’s a magnetic force between us that seems to defy reason and logic.
“Emery,” he whispers.And then, without warning, his lips brush against mine in a soft, teasing touch that leaves me aching for more.
My senses are immediately flooded with the taste of him – dark and intoxicating as he deepens the kiss.
“Tell me you don’t feel it, too,” he murmurs against my lips.My mind races, torn between our undeniable chemistry and hatred that still simmers beneath the surface.
“Stop,” I manage to choke out.But it feels like a lie, even to my own ears.As much as I want to deny it, there’s no escaping the fact that my body responds to him on a primal level, craving contact even as my mind rebels against it.
“Little mate,” he says.“You can’t keep running from what’s between us.”
He moves closer to me, pushing me back onto the bed until we are both lying down facing each other.His mouth immediately finds its way to my other breast, and he sucks gently but firmly on it, making me moan despite myself.His tongue teases the nipples before tracing circles around them, teasing them into even harder peaks than before.
Before I can respond, he grabs my hand, pulling it down my body until my fingers are wrapped around my breast, squeezing it just enough to elicit a gasp from me.
His fingers trail down my stomach, brushing between my legs before slipping a finger inside me.I bite my lip to keep from crying out at the sensation.
“Let me hear you, Emery,” he commands, his voice low and rough.“I want to know how good I make you feel.”
Everywhere his fingers go leave behind a trail of goosebumps.
As much as I want to resist him, the intensity of thesensations coursing through me makes it impossible to hold back.I close my eyes, giving in to the pleasure, and let out a soft whimper.
“Good girl,” he whispers, and I can hear the satisfaction in his voice.It’s infuriating, but at the same time, it only serves to heighten my arousal.
the feeling of his tongue against me.When the climax finally comes, it hits me, leaving me breathless and trembling.
A knock sounds on the door, startling me back to reality.Dion doesn’t seem fazed.His eyes lock with mine, filled with a mix of satisfaction and hunger that makes me shiver.
“Rest, Emery,” he tells me, his voice gentle.“You’ll need your strength tonight when you shift.”
With those words, he leaves the room, locking the door behind him.As soon as I hear the lock click, I jump up and retrieve the Belladonna hidden in my jewelry box.
My fingers tremble around the tiny pill of Belladonna, its contents glowing faintly in the dim light of my room.I try to focus on what I must do, but the lingering sensations from Dion’s touch cloud my thoughts, confusing me and making me doubt myself.
I glance at the door, half expecting him to barge back in at any moment.Instead, all I hear is the distant howl of a wolf echoing through the night, reminding me of my shift when the moon rises.I almost regret my decision to take the Belladonna.I have looked forward to shifting for years, to finally getting my wolf, and now I am holding her back.
Fighting back tears.The bitter scent of it fills my nostrils, making me hesitate.How did I end up like this, torn between wanting vengeance for my parents and being drawn to the very man responsible for their death?
I place the pill on the tip of my tongue and swallow the bitter poison.
Instantly, a warmth spreads through my body, starting from my throat and radiating downward.It feels as though a fire has been lit within me.
I clench my fists in an attempt to calm myself and ignore the pain.
Chapter 9
After leaving Emery to sulk about her so-called captivity,I head to my office, knowing Kyrio is getting sick and tired of distracting whomever it is the council sent to scold me.
