"Tell me how you like it," I say, looking up at him, but he doesn't answer, he's just looking at me with heavy eyes. He lifts a hand and cradles my face, stroking my bottom lip with his thumb, his eyes lost in it."I feel like I'm still asleep," he murmurs, "I don't know what I like, I've only had one blowjob before. Whatever you do is going to do the job.""Oh yeah?" I ask, a smile growing on my face. I like that. It's not like I imagined Elliot to be a Casanova, it actually makes more sense that he's not very experienced since he’s such an uptight jerk.For that, I give him a treat. I grab his erection in my hand and without taking my eyes off him I lick his tip, slowly. Elliot bites his lower lip as he looks at me and I can smell him start to get horny, just looking at me. I circle his tip completely and I know I won't be able to take him all the way down my throat because it will be impossible, but I give my best effort to drive him crazy with what I can, using my hands and my to
As soon as Elliot turns his back to me and starts walking away, I turn and quickly go to my cabin to grab my stuff and leave with him as soon as possible to finally get some action.I grab my nicest underwear, the one I threw in my suitcase thinking I was definitely going to sleep with someone at this camp. Well, I was right, as usual. I grab my stuff trying to ignore the rest of my team chilling in the cabin."Where are you going now?" Mercedes, the black gigantic beta asks, with a raised eyebrow and crossed arms. Kelly, the fat whale, answers before I can."She’s gonna fuck the sergeant, what else is she good for?""Exactly. I’m going with my Alpha to fuck him all night long. And it's completely understandable that you're envious of me, Rhino, so I don't blame you for that comment," I say, with a condescending smile. Kelly gets up from the bed and looks at me with hatred in her eyes. I know another fight is coming so I run for my life. Literally. I don't want her mopping the floor w
His kiss is strong and confident but has no tongue at all, it’s just pressing our lips together. He moves and ends up settling between my legs, moving to my neck breathe in again, like he's scenting me, starting to move his hands up and down my hips.“I can hardly smell your personal scent now, but I remember it. You smell like something expensive and sophisticated, like old liquor and dried flowers.""But I don't...""And you taste so good," oh, god. His tongue comes out, touching the base of my neck and I immediately forget the reason I didn't want to be with him, "Your mouth always tastes like watermelon and your neck tastes like burnt caramel, it makes me wonder... what other parts of you might taste like."His kisses have been moving down with his words and now he's kissing my breasts. I need this. I don't even know at what point he started undressing me, but suddenly I'm only in my bra... which goes away a second later too, and now I'm exposed from the waist up. He lifts up a
{ Angelique }I'm so pleased about last night that, even though I feel like I'm dying slowly and torturously and my lungs are on fire, I keep on running. I’m in a good mood. Three orgasms and sleeping in a decent bed next to Elliot do that, even though we slept for only like three hours, I don't even care. I'm not even suffering about my imperfections anymore because one little flaw doesn't mean I stop being gorgeous. "Really?" I ask, slowing down slightly because Luc doesn't yell at me like Elliot does. He just slows down along with me and nods, still smiling, "She's a backstabbing bitch. I can't believe you were with her. Her best friend, Beatrice, is so much hotter.""I had two hours to find someone or I'd be back here just as horny as when I left," Luc replies, laughing, "Cinthia was the best I got. And she told me her whole life in fifteen minutes, I can't believe it was you who kidnapped her dog.""She started spreading truths about me that I didn't want people to know," I say
"Are you dumb? That's impossible," I repeat for the fifteenth time, "You know I adore you and would do anything for you, but this is simply not going to happen. I won't even try, I know what the answer is going to be.""Just try, please," Xavier begs, waving my arm annoyingly, “Please, please.”"Come on, Angelique. If you promise him some sexual reward, he'll do anything," Eva advises, "Just ask him. And if he says yes, ask if I can come too."Their annoying whining went on for forever, and now, because of peer pressure, I find myself walking to nowhere in particular looking for Elliot because he's not in his room. I can't believe I've been talked into asking such a stupid question. Elliot won't even let me finish when he'll already be saying ‘don't even think about it’, ‘it's impossible’ and blablabla. After about twenty minutes, I finally find Elliot. He’s hanging out with Hunter and another alpha around the same age.It's so bizarre to see Elliot laughing and joking that I stay qu
Rehenerate is a much bigger place than I expected, and much more crowded too. It has valet parking and everything. But I don't trust that, so I tell the guy I'll go park my own car myself; I'm not useless and it's much safer."Oh, no," Angelique complains as we literally take one step into the restaurant, which is so full that we'll have to wait at least an hour to get a table."What the...""Devil!" some brunette woman shouts and walks up to Angelique with her thin arms outstretched. She's making one of those excited screams that Angelique makes, but 12039 times worse, drawing the attention of everyone around us, "What happened to you, girl? Why haven't we seen you in so damn long? And why have you been ignoring my messages? That's not nice. I've missed you so much... all of us. We know you're definitely not in prison, so where the fuck have you been?""Oh, Damiena," Angelique hugs her and then pulls away to kiss both her cheeks in that sophisticated way they do in the movies. I neve
"Let's just go back in there and get your stuff," Eva opines, and we all think it's a good idea, until the guard at the door tells us that we can't cut through the long line of people waiting, unless we have money for a VIP lounge. Or money, in general."Do you even know who I am? My father is the Alpha of Remstone!" Angelique shouts, reeling. I put a hand on her back to stabilize her."And you're a rude brat, I know that full well," spits the guard, "Call your father to come fix the situation or pay for a VIP lounge."“Fuck," Angelique complains and we step away, "Luc, you don't have any money?""No! I didn't bring that much!" he says, "I thought what I brought was enough to spend here and for some emergency, I didn't think the place would be so fucking expensive.”I put my hands on my head because it won't stop spinning and I have to sit on the floor. I can feel them following me. I try to think of what we can do."Angelique, do you live far away? Do you think we could walk to your
{ Angelique }I open the door to our room and step aside for Eva to come in basically carrying Elliot and plop him on the bed. She gives me a look of exhaustion and annoyance and leaves without another word.I kick off my shoes and I rip off this uncomfortable dress that has been squeezing my guts all night. I should go wash my face but I don't have the strength right now. I don't feel super drunk anymore, but I'm still not exactly sober either. I sit on the bed beside Elliot and I look at his peaceful handsome face. No one could guess just by looking at him right now that he just put a guy in the hospital and was still hungry for more violence.I close my eyes and start to remember this whole night, this horrible, horrible night.Nothing went right for us. We had a good time when we were on the road, but then Damiena had to show up and call everyone. For a moment I was excited, I thought it was going to be like a breath of fresh air to be around all my friends and people who idoliz
Hello! I hope you enjoyed this story :D Angelique and Elliot’s story is over now, but you will be able to read about their lives in my next book, which will be Marea’s love story. Another unlovable character who will find love. I’ll let you know when that happens, but make sure you’re following me so you don’t miss it*** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** ***{ Angelique }Instead of returning home after we leave the restaurant, I take Elliot to a room in the same hotel we stayed at last time so we can have a correct celebration. As soon as we're locked inside a room, Elliot throws me on the bed and desperately undresses me while I do nothing but stare at my own hand with the most gorgeous, perfect ring I've ever seen. I love it so much.It was absolutely unexpected. And I don’t know what Elliot’s plan was, when he would give it to me if I hadn’t forced him to do it right there, but I know I would be waiting for a while. Now I now, sometimes he needs a push. And I love pushing people
{ Angelique }I raise my hand and put my shiny new bracelet straight into the sun to fill the car with sparkles. Elliot rolls his eyes when another sound of excitement escapes me and just keeps driving. In silence. Ever since I lost my cool a few minutes ago and snapped at the lovely saleswoman, he's been mad at me. He can't really blame me for thinking they were flirting, right? It was totally suspicious how both of them were so nervous and sneaky about it. I thought he was trying to get back at me for flirting with Juanito. "Why are you still mad?" I ask when I get tired of his attitude. Elliot turns to look at me like he has no idea what I'm talking about, "I apologized a thousand times.""I know, I'm not mad," he replies and tries to smile at me, but fails. He looks like he’s stuck inside his head, overthinking as per usual, "Tell me where to go. Somewhere you really like."I decide to let the subject go for now and tell him the place where I want to go, which is only ten minute
This is stupid and impulsive. Usually, I’m just stupid so I blame the impulsivity on my rut.We've only been mates for literally one day after a week of complete disaster, I’m still not in the right head space, Angelique is extremely difficult... and yet, here I am. Because, what could be more effective to let her know I'm completely crazy about her? This is exactly what I want to give her, a grand romantic gesture that will show her that I'm being serious about us now and that I'm grateful she chose to be my mate, even when I’m at my worst. And it doesn't mean we have to get married right away, we can do it in a year or two or maybe even later. This ring is just going to mean that I'm willing to get married, which is pretty significant because I never thought I'd be even considering it and she knows that. "Engagement rings are actually our specialty," the saleswoman assures, with a bright smile, "Do you have any idea what you're looking for? Do you have a special ring in mind? We
I’m so shocked by this that I have to move to the bed and sit there before my legs give up. Angie follows me. We both stay like that for a while, not talking."How do you feel about this?" Angie asks a while later, "Give me something, don't just keep quiet. If you hate me, tell me. I’ll blame your wolf for the decision anyway.”"I don't hate you. When I look into your eyes, I can feel it," I admit, doing it again. I let her big green eyes captivate me, as if she's bewitching me, "I can feel a big force pulling us together, but I don't feel anything different, emotionally. It feels... normal. Like it's the right thing. I just feel... peace.""Oh yeah? Well, I feel like I might kill myself if you don't give me what I want from now on," she replies and climbs onto my lap, "I feel like if you let your brain worms take control again, I'm going to stage a murder-suicide. If you try to take away what's mine, I'm going to lose my mind.""Okay, okay, chill. You sure know how to win over an al
{ Angelique }As soon as Elliot leaves, the General... I mean, Jacob, gives me a look of complete reproach before bending down to help Juanito get up and sit on the couch. My old friend is moaning and groaning, but I can't feel bad because it's his own fault. I can't believe he thought Elliot was just going to let him hit him without hitting back. Also, it’s just dumb to hit someone so much bigger that you, that’s just a lack of common sense. "I hope you know what you're doing, Angelique," Jacob spits, stepping in front of me and trying to intimidate me, which is never going to happen, so I make sure I don't lower my gaze in any way, "Elliot told me the truth about Markus. He never existed. You're just a manipulative liar and I don't love that you’re the omega my my son chose.”"And? Why would I care? You're going to warn me to stay away from him?" I scoff in mocking, crossing my arms across my chest as my father approaches from behind me, "Because that's not going to happen.""I kno
Juanito's eyes are just as I remember them, black, very big and expressive, and his eyelashes are almost as long as the fake ones I'm wearing. The only surprise is the fact that he’s a beta, I always thought he would be an alpha, but I’m not someone who gives a shit about designations anyway. I'm just hypnotized watching him and the truth is that I don't pay much attention to what he's saying, but I try to follow his conversation anyway because it's the first time he's paying attention to me. This may be hard to believe, but when I was twelve years old, Juanito did not love me or was obsessed with me. Juanito was the most desired boy in school and even though I was also in the top five most important people, he never paid attention to me, he never wanted to spend time with me and never kissed me until he was forced to by a bottle. And I gave him the worst kiss of his life. "People don't call me Juanito anymore, you know?" he mutters, in an awkward laugh after we've chatted for fift
Elliot is grabbing my ass so hard it starts to hurt, but I honestly can't give it much thought at the moment. We're making out in a hot, sloppy, desperate way. I'd like to say it's because Elliot is hungry for me, but I might be hungrier. I haven't touched him like this in months, I need him. We kiss for what feels like hours and it’s definitely not pretty at all because he’s trying to consume me but I’m fighting back, we’re holding each other like we might disappear at any moment and the scent around us is naughty. This is what our reunion should have been like. This is what I wanted.Elliot walks with me after a while and drops me on the bed. He lays me down and stares at me for a few seconds before talking off my robe. He roughly rips off my panties and unhooks my bra, then he starts desperately kissing all over my body as if he needs me to breathe. He kisses my forehead, my mouth, my neck, my breasts, on my belly, my thighs, directly on my clitoris then and all around, then he
I really try to act and look normal, but I’m extremely annoyed at absolutely everything and everyone, including myself and Angie. I’m at the level of annoyance where the safest thing for everyone is to stay away and don’t talk to me. I don't even know if annoyance is the right word for how I feel, I'm just pissed off. Mostly at Angelique for saying what she said and then not looking at me once and being on her phone the whole time. I'm mad at myself for not being able to deal with whatever is going on inside of me. I'm also mad at my mom for bringing up the subject of our breakup every five seconds."Uhm, changing the subject again... tomorrow is Candice's introduction party. I'd love for you to be there, as honorary members of our pack," Lauren says with a smile that tries to be natural but is a little awkward because my mom is still sad, I'm angry and Angelique is mentally somewhere else. “Thank you so much, Lauren. We will definitely be there,” my father says with a smile, then
I do the walk of shame back to my own room after being kicked out. I lock the door and lie down on the bed to get my dick problem over with because being in there with Angie was extremely stimulating. I unzip my pants and get ready to jerk off again, but when I touch myself I realize I’m no longer hard. Apparently, the second I stepped out of her room I stopped being interested. I try to think about our last fuck back in camp, but even that doesn’t work. My body is off now. And I think it’s my wolf’s fault. He’s... sad. I get it. I know I’m the problem here. If only I could keep my emotions in line and not have so much on my mind, I could be next to her right now and touch her as much as I want. And she would tell me everything that goes through her head like in those emails. And she definitely wouldn’t be going out every fucking night. I'm still lying in bed feeling sad and sorry for myself when someone knocks on the door, ruining my daily depression session. I sigh and zip up my