Page 31 of The Alpha's Seer
The thought of her rejecting me makes me want to fly into a rage so hot I could burn this place down.
Blair stares at me, her lips parting like she's going to say something, but I can smell her fear.
And her arousal.
“You're wet,” I say softly, unable to stop myself from inhaling her musky scent. “Aren't you?”
Blair clamps her legs together like it's going to change a damn thing, and I let out a chuckle.
“You can't hide it from me, mate.”
“I'm not yourmate,” Blair hisses through gritted teeth, her knuckles turning white as she grips the sheets. “I want to go home.”
The fury that slams into me at her words makes me throw the bed away from me so it splinters when it hits the wall, throwing Blair to the ground. She gasps and stares up at me as I stalk over to her, holding her hands up in defense.
“Don't! You said I wasn't in danger from you!”
I stop and consider her words, mulling them over until I make sense of them. She's not in danger from me, but she's pissing me off, which means she may have to deal with my wrath.
Semantics.
“Don't say those things to me if you don't like the way I'm acting,” I warn her, lifting her from the ground roughly. “And I asked you a fucking question.”
Blair tries to rip her arm away from me, but I hold it tighter, pulling her to my chest.
“You're a monster!” Blair screams, fighting me as I laugh.
“And you're my mate.”
“I'm not youranything!” Blair shoves me, but I don't move, and she stamps her foot with frustration. “You can fuck yourself!”
I pin her to the wall, my hand cupping her sweet cunt as she gasps and writhes in my hand.
“Why would I do that when I can fuck you?”
I squeeze her cunt and her eyes roll, but she soon snaps back to her fiery self, spitting in my face.
Oh, I like this.
“That's how you want to do it, hmm?” I growl, gripping her hair and yanking it back until she screams. “You want it dirty?”
I claw at her shirt, staring down at her bare breasts and hard nipples. “Look at you, soaking wet and desperate for me.”
Blair doesn't argue, but she glares at me when I dip my head to her chest, taking her taut nipple in my mouth. I rub her cunt and she lets out a moan so delicious I almost shoot my load.
Fuck it.
I feast on her nipple before moving to her throat, my hand massaging her cunt the whole while.
Take her. Take our mate.
Her scent deepens, and when she stares down at me, her eyes locking onto mine, I claim her mouth with mine, her tits forgotten. My tongue thrusts into her mouth like my dick wants to thrust into her cunt, and Blair gasps before kissing me back.
Her hands claw my back as her legs lift around my waist, her hips thrusting her against me.
I can't resist this, I can't resist her, and fuck tradition. If she wants to be a cocktease, I'll fucking make her pay.
“Calix,” she moans, her gaze heavy and heated, her anger forgotten. “I need this.”
