Celeste's heart battered against her chest as he stripped her of her jeans pants, leaving her vulnerable to the cold air that passed through and vulnerable to his eyes.
She was now in nothing but a red panty that barely did nothing to hide what it was suppose to. In a situation like this, was it wrong of her to feel exploited or rather invaded?
This was purely against her will, he was touching her without the care of her consent, totally different from the first time he had mated her.
That time, he had asked her if she was sure about doing it, and had even asked if she was ready. His touch had been gentle back then too, soothing to her skin, but this...it was nothing like it.
His hands were rough where they touched her, his lips were harsh too, everywhere they so much as glimpsed, his teeth would too. It was as if his sole purpose was really to mark her everywhere and that too without acknowled
"F*ck..." Zillon cursed to himself, running a hand through his head of black hair. Even now he couldn't come to terms with what he had done. It really wasn't his intention to hurt her again.He had promised her peace, promised to pay her back for all the bad things he had done to her and instead of doing that, he had made everything worst. Her eyes had been filled with so much pain and confusion. It was obvious that she didn't know what to say or do...she was trapped beneath him, unable to free herself, unable to make her own choices.He really wished he hadn't went to that room and he wished the urge to touch her hadn't been strong enough to overwhelm him. That poor girl, if she didn't hate him before, she sure as hell hated him now.It was evident in the way she looked at him, the fear, the vulnerability...he had certainly broken her more than she had been before and he regretted it.He regretted a
Celeste woke up in the embrace of Zillon's scent. It had been calming, a great way to wake up until she remembered what he had done last night... The roughness that had been in his touch, the wild desire that had laid with potency in his eyes and the words he had spewed without caution to her.The memories came back to hit her like a brick, pushing away the calmness she once felt and replacing it with fear. Without even thinking about her actions, she jumped up on the bed, pulling the sheets over her even though she was already covered by clothes.Her eyes searched the room, finding Zillon at the very edge of the bed, staring at her with a gaze that reflected nothing but lamentation. His hands were in his lap, his eyebrows knitted in shame. "You have every right to be scared of me and I understand that what I did last night was wrong, but I swear to god that it was a mistake. I was in the gutter, my mind was in a haze...the only thing I coul
Hesitantly, she rose out of her seat, leaving her breakfast as well as Zillon's mother and father at the table as she followed after him up the stairs.She wasn't sure why she was doing this, but something deep within her wanted her to or perhaps she was just curious...About that look in his eyes and about his actions.There was a chance that she had her hopes up again too, perhaps she was putting too much faith into him. He had done so much to discourage her and yet she still had the courage to approach him.How foolish she was, walking right into another heartbreak, giving him another chance to tear her right open. But would he?She couldn't help but ask...he had promised to never hurt again and even though he broke his promise last night, she couldn't help but trust him. He said it was a mistake, it probably was...he was in rut, something so similar to her heat.She knew how it felt, she knew how fast your control could
She turned her back to him, grasping the door knob, but unfortunately, she wasn't able to twist it...Zillon's hand wrapped around hers, stopping her every movement. "I get it, I've done you wrong so many times, but you don't have to believe me now, I'll give you the time you need. It took me this long to choose you, I don't care how long it'll take you to choose me, it won't even matter after you do. Dad's words paid off, you've been the strong one all this time, even when I pushed you away you refused to hide your feelings. You were in so much pain and you endured it for me, an ideal Luna, you care not just about yourself, but about others too. I thought about it last night, the moon goddess was never wrong, I was...for ignoring your pain, for being selfish, only you with a loving heart can lead this pack and teach me how to do it too."He let her hand loose and instead wrapped his arm around her waist. "I'll give you time, but I can't live without physical contact r
"Well until you do, my mind won't change and my lack of conviction in you won't either.""I understand."Silence descended between them after that, but Zillon's arm was still locked around her waist, his body pressed closely against hers and It was like that until he decided that they had to eat something.They walked downstairs, Zillon so close behind Celeste that if she made a sudden stop, he'd undoubtedly bump into her. He really did understand what she was saying, it was so easy to comprehend her emotions.She didn't trust him and he couldn't blame her, she had every right not to. As he already established, he had hurt her tremendously, broken her heart one too many times. So if she was fond of him enough to lay in bed with him, to hold his hand, to one day forgive him, he was grateful.For if he were her, he'd hate himself and the fact that she didn't hate him was a miracle
For the rest of the day, Zillon trotted behind Celeste like a dog. If she went outside he was there too and even when his father shunned him from beside her at the dinner table, he didn't move.It seems he really couldn't keep his hands to himself because in every step of the way, he was touching her. If he wasn't holding her hand, he was running his hand through her hair and if he wasn't doing that, his arm was possessively wrapped around her waist.When he went to take his shower, he had practically begged her to come with him —she didn't though— and now, he was laying atop of her, saying something about not wanting her anywhere out of his sight.Celeste sighed, hardly able to twist or even turn on the bed. "Can you please get off?""So you can lock yourself in the bathroom for an hour again? No.""I'm not going to the bathroom, it's just that...that my bandages itc
Celeste stirred out of her sleep, her eyes immediately finding Zillon who kept grunting beside her. Sweat covered his face and his body kept twisting and turning as if he was in deep torment.She sat up on the bed, rubbing her eyes with one hand and shaking him with the other. "Zillon..." She called, but Zillon neither opened his eyes or answered.She shook him harder, worry in her gaze. "Zillon...Zillon...?"It took quite some time, but in half a minute or so, he jumped out of his sleep, looking around as if he wasnt sure where he was. His shirt was soaked, each breath he took heavy and even as his eye darted over to her, he still seemed disoriented. "Celeste...?""You were grunting in your sleep, you kep-""It's okay, come here, Kitten..." He opened up his arms, but Celeste didn't move an inch from where she sat. His scent was weird, she wasn't sure why, but his pheromones were
Celeste swallowed thickly, shuffling uncomfortably on Zillon's lap. He was completely naked before her eyes and his bareness was doing just what it was suppose to; arouse her. "I-I've never done this before.""I know, Kitten...""T-Then tell me, what should I do?"Zillon grabbed her hand, closing it around his hard member. "This."He slowly guided her hand down his thick length, groaning breathlessly as he did so. "F*ck..." He cursed, hooded eyes drifting over to her. "The very first strike of your hand and it feels so good, can you imagine if I was sheathed inside of you now? The pleasure I'd feel would be unimaginable..."He guided her hand back up, eyes still holding deep contact with Celeste who was shaking like a leaf in front of him. She was aroused too, he could smell the little slick she secluded, he could see it in her eyes and yet she was set on pleasing him instead of
I want to thank you guys for sticking with me throughout 'The Alpha's Unwanted Mate' journey, but now it's time for another! It's out guys! Xavier's story is out! 'A Rogue For The Alpha King', it'll be just as mind blowing as this one! Trust your author Gaydar and go read!(っ˘̩╭╮˘̩)っ Let me just drop the description real quick୧(^ 〰 ^)୨ Celia Cobourne betrayed her pack in aid of being with him; her one true mate, and yet instead of accepting, he abandoned her. She deserved it though, didn't she? She was already branded, she was already used...and futhermore, what would an alpha king really do with a Rogue...? _ Xavier Macre or Rather Kaheel Macre as he came to know, ranked up from a rogue to an Alpha King after finding his real parents...he had stepped on many people for revenge and revenge got him on the throne he now sat on... But with nothing but a throne and a crown, what joy would he have? Could he go back to his mate? The rogue one, the branded one, the stepping stool tha
Zillon hesitantly patted the tombstone he stood before, fingers shaking. He didn't want to be here or rather, he was afraid to be...Beside him, his mother stood and behind them were Celeste and the kids...they were three years old now and somehow, Celeste had got them into practically forcing him to come here.'Grandpa...' they had said, that evil, little smile smothered across their face. He really didn't know how such devils slipped from an angel's womb and he would never know.These kids were cute and funny, but they were hard to control. They ran around the house as though it was a track field and threw his ornaments as though they were balls. Sometimes he wished he could throw them out, but then he remembered that they were his kids and moreover, he was the one who spoiled them.They weren't fond of listening to Celeste either and the only way they'd listen to him was if he got all serious...even now they were running around for no god damn reason.Zillon glared back at them, bu
"What did the doctor say?""He sai—""No Fredd, you shouldn't have asked him that, ask him why are we here... that's all I need to know.""Because you're suppose to be...?""And why is that?" Liam questioned, glaring at Zillon. "We weren't with you when you were getting her pregnant, it's almost 4 in the morning man! This isn't fair.""Stop being such a douche Liam...he obviously doesn't know what to do or say...the man is sweating so f*cking hard." Fredd patted Zillon's shoulder. "What did the doctor say?""He said that a few hours from now, Celeste was going to have the f*cking babies.""And you're happy, right?""Yeah.""Then why in the goddess' name are you crying?""Because she's going to cry, she's going to be in so much pain.""Ahhh, such stupid reasonings, but st—""I think I was wrong..."All three men turned to the doctor and then to the room Celeste was in when they heard a broken cry."Her labour is not at all hours away, it's a couple minites now. I assumed she wasn't rea
"Hey, do you think Celia will ever come back, I know she's alive or rather that's what I keep telling myself...but when will she come back? We were enemies for more than five years and when the issue between us finally resolved, she left? I don't understand it, I want to, but I can't. Do you think she's with her mate; with Xavier?"Zillon rubbed his eyes and looked over at Celeste, another month had passed and though she had seemed okay throughout it all, he knew she wasn't...but now he was glad that she was opening up about this topic once again. "I thought we were over this, Kitten...but since we're apparently not, I'm glad you woke me up, what time is it by the way?""About 3... In the morning." Celeste grumbled, staring up at him with those sad blue eyes."I don't know where she is, but you said it before, you said she always had a reason for doing things, you said that whatever it is that she does...it was always to benefit her. Trust her, Celeste... she probably left in order to
Zillon stripped her slowly, his lips leaving kisses down her stomach as he pulled down her panty. "I'll take it slow tonight, Kitten...I hope you don't mind."Celeste's finger ran through his black hair, a moan leaving her lips. "I don't..."Zillon pulled the panty off the very tip of her toes, dropping it on the floor. "I knew it was stupid to have held back and yet I did it anyway. Why do it if I didn't have the resolve to hold back forever...? Stupid."His tongue traced her thighs, his hands pulling her legs wider and down into the wilderness he went. His lips spread her folds and his tongue made an even bigger mess out of her. She was already wet and yet more slick kept dripping down her walls. Her legs shook so bad that she thought she was dying from fits and Zillon still didn't stop.His lips explored her property as if it was his and his tongue searched the warmth of her walls as though something that belonged to him was lost beyo
"Where is she?" Zillon asked as soon as he returned home. Liam and Fredd looked away from the TV and gave him a guilty look. "She fell asleep, not sure if she's awake now, but her mood will be sour...in fact since you're here, we're leaving.""What did you guys do to get her to sleep?""Well you know, nothing out of the ordinary...we just told her she was fat and...and ugly...""What?""You told us to stop her from eating, that's the only thing we could come up with..."Zillon pinched the bridge of his nose. "I'm not even going to argue or complain, it's my fault for asking idiots for a favour. Go before I strangle you both..."Liam and Fredd nodded and quickly walked out of the living room. Zillon glared at them until they disappeared out of his line of vision before walking up the stairs. He entered his room, finding Celeste asleep on their bed.They had renovated her room, filled it up with things for their
Zillon sat on the couch when Liam and Fredd tiptoed in. Both had their index finger on their lips and jumped in fright when they saw him."Gosh...I thought that was her...is she sleeping?" Liam whispered."As if Celeste would ever sleep, she'll be down in a minute."Both men instantly spun on their heels. "Well we'll be out in less than a minute...see you later man."They began to tiptoe their way back out, but Celeste walked down the stairs right on time. "Liam! Fredd...?" She grinned.Liam groaned as he stopped to look at her. "Couldn't you have stayed longer?""What do you mean?""It's nothing..." He turned to Fredd, whispering pretty loudly again. "Seeing as the enemy already saw us, let's just stay...when she attacks later, we'll leave."Fredd nodded, him and Liam walking over to take a seat beside Zillon on the couch. "How's it going man? I bet you've been going mad.""Not today, she's been good..
"Cereal again, Celeste? This is really getting out of hand. Why don't we make sandwiches today?""I don't want that.""Toast?""No...""Then how about I chef you up my masterpiece?""What's that?"Zillon grinned. "Eg—""No..."The stupid grin on Zillon's face went missing instantly, she didn't even let him finish...how harsh. For months now, she's been eating unhealthy food, nothing to keep her throughout the day which was why she was almost always hungry... ice-cream, buns, salty snacks and cereals that's what she mostly ate for breakfast, sometimes he could force to eat what he prepared —eggs, the only thing he actually cook and sausage sandwiches— but not everyday she'd listen."Celeste, come on..." He threw an arm over her shoulder, pulling her away from the cereal box. "Don't you love my newfound talent?""If it's cooking, then no."Zillon's pride melt into water and it wasted no
It took four months after the war for the devastation that the pack felt to lessen. Many had died, leaving children, wives, parents, but their efforts were never forgotten..They were all buried at the south side of the borders where their loved ones could go visit them... The pack had lessened drastically, it was no longer second to the Alpha kings's pack, but then again, Zillon did not care.He didn't have time to envy Xavier's pack when he was busy rebuilding his and taking care of Celeste.That night when he had...you know... 'woken from the dead, he got to find out that Xavier wasn't at all his brother, they had the same blood, they were family, but they just weren't brothers...His father has done something so despicable that it had become a sensitive topic for him. He had been there to confess, beaten and bloodied, but still alive.His wolf hadn't been strong enough to retain its form, he had involuntarily changed back into the ski