Ambrose POV
I thought she hated me.
I grinned as I watched her red-faced and shy, slightly trembling in my arms. Not an ounce of hatred or resistance in her eyes.
The dress she was wearing didn't leave much to the imagination. I could see every curve and outline of her body, and it made my member throb with desire.
Even though I said I didn't like her, it would be impossible to resist her tonight. I trailed my lips down her neck and inhaled her sweet scent. She smelled like Jasmine. I kept my grip on her waist then slid them up to cup her breasts. She was a slight little thing, and her breasts fit inside my hand perfectly.
"Ahh...Ambrose, wait," she gasped as I caressed her breast over the thin materials of her dress.
"Wait? Why should I?" I growled. I could feel her hot breath on my neck, and it was driving me wild. Waiting was the last thing I wanted.
"I...I thought you didn't like me," she said quietly.
"I don't. But
Analyn POV I groaned, and I turned to my side. I was sore all over my body. I opened my eyes slowly and saw that Ambrose was already gone. I blushed as I remembered what happened last night. I couldn't believe I lost my virginity to Ambrose, of all people! Maybe this was some kind of a dream. But my body told me otherwise. After I fell asleep, he had woken me up twice in the middle of the night and had his way with my body. This guy is relentless, I thought as I stretched. I winced as my body was stiff from the activities last night. I was surprised at how gentle he was with me. I didn't expect that. I thought I was doomed when he pulled out that sharp claw and ripped my dress to shreds. I was afraid, but he made sure I felt pleasure at the end of it all. A soft knock on the door woke me out of my daydream. "Analyn? This is Sylvia. Can I come in?" "Yes," I said, so the door opened. Sylvia stood there with a smi
Analyn POV I put on a red dress that Sylvia presented me earlier to dress up for dinner. It was brand new, with the tag still attached. I looked at the price and had a mini heart attack. It seems like Ambrose's family didn't have to worry about money. "Do you need help with getting ready, dear?" Sylvia had asked. I refused her. I felt like a dress-up doll every time she tried to help me with everything, although I did enjoy getting attention from her since I didn't have a mother. Ambrose came into the room just as I finished getting ready. He looked me up and down, then nodded in approval. "How do I look?" I asked anyway, even though I kind of knew what he was thinking. "You look good," he said dryly. "Just good? You are very bad at compliments. How about something like, 'you look so hot you might melt the ice sculpture?' He snorted. "There is no ice sculpture at the dinner, and I would never say something so stupid."
Analyn POV"N...no thanks?" I said reluctantly, my eyes still fixated on his massive member. He wants me to put that thing in my mouth?"I wasn't really asking," he grunted and grabbed the back of my head.My confidence melted away as he lightly grazed my lips with the tip of his erect penis. "Open your mouth, Ana," he ordered and I found myself parting my mouth.I wrapped my lips around his cock, barely able to fit it in my mouth. He had both of his hands placed on my head so he could guide himself into my mouth.I gasped as my lungs begged for more air when he thrust his hips forward, putting his entire thing in my mouth. Tears threatened to trickle down."Relax, kitten. You need to breathe. Breathe through your nose and use your tongue more," he said.Massaging his balls and his dick with my hand, I exhaled slowly. His rough hands were surprisingly gentle as he stroked my cheeks. I moved up and down with my lips softly wrapped arou
Ambrose POV"Curse?" Ana asked. Her eyes turned wide.I hesitated. I didn't mean to blurt it out. It was one of my biggest secrets that only my pack knew about.But how can I hide it from her now that we were married? Sooner or later, it would come out.The werewolves weren't always part of society. It started out as the curse of lycanthropy invoked by an angry god.It turned him into a demon, a half man and half beast. He was devoid of all humanity. He was a loner, and all he wanted was to kill. So he kept passing the curse on from one generation to the other until one of them finally found his mate and produced offspring.Over the decades, the werewolves mutated and evolved and gained more humanlike characteristics, which helped them blend in with the society they weren't simply out for blood anymore.Except once in a while, the curse passed on to that one special child. And that child happened to be me.Every year when the B
Analyn POV"Ambrose, please," I begged again.He wasn't listening. He was angry.Okay, I admit. I shouldn't have bothered him during his practice. Those poor guys got beaten up for making fun of him, and it was all my fault, but how would I know that he could kick all of their assess at once!He threw me on the bed and looked down at me. "I don't appreciate you embarrassing me in front of my friends," he sneered. His eyes were hard."I already said I was sorry!" I whined."Not good enough." He inched closer and closer. His green eyes were glowing with lust.I thought about refusing him like last night, but I knew I couldn't stop him this time.I mean, do I even want him to stop?"Turn around and put your hands on the headboard," he ordered.My sex quivered at the sound of his voice. I felt liquid trickling down and wetting my freshly washed underwear. I never knew he would have such power over me,
Ambrose POVI think this girl will give me permanent wrinkles on my forehead by making me furrow my eyebrows so much, I thought as she dragged me toward the pond.Why did I tell her I wanted to be friends with her? Now, she was scheming to make me do the most ridiculous things."Look at that one over there. He looks hungry," Analyn pointed at a duck in the distance. He was lazily floating away from his other duck relatives. A loner, just like me. I thought to myself.Most people didn't believe me when I told them I was lonely."That one doesn't look hungry. In fact, he looks fat and delicious. So we can take it home and cook it," I suggested."No! We are not killing any ducks today and eating them," Analyn said. "Today is a day to relax and enjoy each other's company." She smiled and held my hand.I felt my stomach flip, and my heart started to beat faster. There was something wrong with me. Otherwise, why did I feel
Analyn POV"Slow down!" I yelled as Ambrose dragged me to his car."It's getting late, and we need to be home soon," he said."No, stop. I want answers," I stopped abruptly, forcing him to halt."What?" he asked."What do you mean, what? Who was that girl?" I demanded. She was acting way too familiar with him."I don't know who she is," Ambrose grumbled. He opened the passenger door and motioned me to get in.I slammed the door shut and glared at him. "She was all over you. Did you go out with her?"Ambrose's face twisted into a frown. "No I didn't. Now stop pestering me.""Don't just brush me off! I'm your wife!" I exclaimed.Ambrose looked at me and burst into laughter. "Oh please. We both decided this marriage is a sham.""I still want to know." I pouted. I thought things were changing between Ambrose and me, but he still didn't take me seriously."Like I said, I don't know her. But you should sta
Analyn POV "From here on out, Ambrose is our new Alpha," the man named Apollo announced. We were outside after they were done burying Alpha Marquise. Ambrose hadn't spoken a word to me since. I wanted to comfort him, but something in his facial expression stopped me. I knew he didn't want to be bothered. At least, not yet. "We will hold a special event during the full moon, so Ambrose can be officially initiated as the Alpha of the Lightbridge Shadows Pack. Does anyone have any objection to this?" Apollo asked. The other werewolves murmured no. I touched Ambrose's arm. I half-expected him to brush me off, but he didn't move, so I grabbed his hand and squeezed it. I wanted to hug him instead, but this didn't feel like the right place or time. "I need to be alone," he said gruffly and ran off somewhere before I could stop him. I felt slightly hurt as he didn't trust me to be with him and console him, but I didn't want to make this all about me.