Chapter 9

MAYA

“Donovan, we are on an important business trip representing your mom and dad since they are busy but the way I see it, you aren't busy, hence you should come with us.” 

“Aunt, is that really necessary? I didn't plan to go on anything business this period because I'm at rest.” 

His aunt nodded, then gave off a wicked smile. “The contract to be won is thirty billion dollars and if we lose it, then the blame will be on you. Mom and dad will never forgive you for forgoing such an important task to stay with a bitch.” 

With this, they rose and were about to go but Donovan rushed, grabbing her wrist. I was afraid, thinking he wanted to slap her. This would be another issue as I would be called into the fight as the cause. 

I dragged him back. 

“Please can you play my role well for me, I don't want to go?” 

I realized he meant something else. 

“Please stay with me, Donovan.” Till I said this, I didn't realize. 

“I want to,” he muttered. 

“But you can't.” His aunt dragged him. “I'll tell your parents to warn you to stop fooling around.” 

The pressure became too much up to the point that I wanted to give up and go back to Cheryl and her parents but Donovan grabbed my wrist again. “Excuse me, I have something to tell her in private.” 

He rushed me off right away, I followed him helplessly, feeling my wolf tied to his and not wanting to part even for a second. 

“Donovan, please can you decline their request?” I cried out when we reached a confidential place, the restroom where he shut the door. His hands cupped my face and his eyes cascaded a caring look over me. 

“I don't want to have anything to do with an arranged bride,” he muttered but his voice was too low for a person who wanted to rebel. From time to time, he was checking the door and his phone. 

“What's that?” I couldn't bear it. This was the time my anger was almost erupting up and I was going to leave him, but his face slowly came closer. Without a word, his lips dropped on mine. 

“Urghh?” 

“Yes, no need to be worried.” He said amidst gnashing of teeth. “I'll be back to Cheryl's house.” 

“Are you really going to get introduced to the girl?” I raised my hands to his face, caressing it. His hands then fell from my face to my waist as he pulled me against himself, my body pressing hard against his bulge. A rippling effect effect arose inside of my body, a deep and sudden urge to get fucked by him took complete control of me. 

Donovan here had a witty face, he knew what he was doing but pretended as if I was the one seducing him. My urges were getting out of control. I knew his aunt and uncle were waiting for him in the living room but this didn't matter to me. If I had a way, I wouldn't let him go. 

“A quickie,” I moaned. “Just a quickie.” 

Not saying much, I began to unbuckle his belt, zipping down his trousers but he grabbed my hands. “Maya, you just have to wait for me.” 

I paused, staring straight into his eyes but it seemed like the more I starred, the more charming he became and my urge was tripling. 

“I really want you inside of me.” I insisted. “I wouldn't let you know unless you fuck me.” I was dead serious. He saw there was no way he was going to escape me, so he let me have my way. 

I pulled his panties down, his cock sticking out. My lips spread wide, eyes rocking with delight. He was hard. 

I turned over swiftly, lifting my gown up and pulling my panties down, I spread my legs. 

“Please fuck me.” I begged. I felt like I'd lost my dignity but it didn't matter now, all I wanted was pleasure. As his tip set at the entrance of my pussy, my walls clenched up. I shivered. It wasn't me any longer but hormones at work. 

“I'll fuck you until you'll beg me to stop,” he growled. My wolf sprang up in excitement. 

Donovan played around my entrance, punishing me with this delay, then I was going to grab his cock and push it inside, when he drilled into me, gathering the energy in him. I felt my walls expanding to accommodate his big size, my wolf warming up in the glory of this bliss. 

“How do you feel when I fuck you?” He dragged his voice along, he was getting consumed by this pleasure. 

Donovan should really have pity on me, I can't speak with the weight of this intense bliss. The only sound I could produce were moans, slowly creeping up from my throat. Then when I felt I'd be heard, I mumbled it. 

His pace quickened. I thought I was free from the question until I heard him ask, “Huhh?” 

“How do you feel?” He groaned. 

How am I supposed to feel? 

“I–” 

“I feel so–feel ecs-ta-sy.” I stammered. But this wasn't enough to explain how I felt at the moment. “I feel pure bliss.” 

“Awwww!” He grinned, grabbing my waist tighter and digging deep into me. I was panting, eyes slightly shut and spirit gone away with the wings of bliss. I was sailing the heavenly stairs. It felt so unreal, yet it was real. 

“Fuck harder baby,” I groaned. 

Until our moans and groans were going higher to the hearing of his aunt and uncle, we didn't realize. It was a few minutes after we started we lost control, then there was a knock on the door of the restroom. 

“Who's that?” I scolded with anger, the swiftness preceding before I got to realize it's his aunt. Should I care? This question built a kind of stubborn urge in me to keep on going without minding either her or her mate. 

They have no right to disrupt us when we're having a special time. No one! 

“Donovan, what are you doing inside of there?” Her authoritative voice came up, breaking into the uninterrupted pleasure we planned to have. The door sprang open, we froze. Her eyes went wide open and she stumbled upon her mate's arms. 

“What are you two doing?” 

“Were you taking both of us for a joke, when we said that you aren't eligible?” 

“And you,” she angrily pointed her fist at Donovan who was quickly bringing up his trousers. “You don't qualify to take over any time soon. How can you become the Alpha King with such a lifestyle?” 

Alpha King? 

I shivered, pulling away from Donovan, then turning to look at him, then at the one who said it, his aunt. My jaw dropped. I was in a state of confusion. 

“What do you mean, ma’am?” Even though I didn't plan on speaking to her, I had to. She came in and grabbed Donovan. “Come with me, lest I call your parents and tell you what I saw.” 

I watched his face turn pale briefly before he summoned up the courage. 

“You wouldn't want them to know you're fucking some local, commoner bitch when we have arranged a highly educated, sophisticated young woman with top-notch social, financial and politics background status.” 

“What a shame!” She smirked. 

I was made to watch as she took Donovan away from me, alongside her mate. 

My heart was already beginning to form thoughts of him sleeping with this lady or getting married to her soon. My heart was at trouble, there was then this urge to know who she is. While I was about setting my eyes off Donovan, another thought came to mind. 

Even as his aunt was forcing him to come with her after he was fully dressed, what she just said about him assuming the throne played back in my head. 

“Is this really a joke or some kind of manipulation to make me believe I'm not worthy of him?” I sunk my face to the ground as I kept thinking of this. 

When I raised my head, they were already out of the house. Few minutes later, the engine of the car they must have come in roared. 

No! 

This sounds like a different car entirely. 

I rushed over to the balcony overlooking the grounds where the garage was and the cars were packed. Donovan was driving both of them in his limited edition of Benz here. 

No wonder when I first sighted this, I only sticked the shocking feeling to myself. 

“What if it isn't true?” My wolf questioned. 

“Urghh?” I returned a question. I had to know. I was now bent on having an answer but I was already missing him. My eyes formed some tears, tears which I'd used to return back to the bedroom where Donovan and I were.