All Chapters of Fated To My Alpha But Bound To The Rogue : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Chapter 51He was not only saying it, his free hand took hers and pinned it above her head. Laurel groaned in pleasure when his other hand grazed the sensitive skin between her legs, she felt like cryimg, she could never have imagined there was so much pleasure in this world. Earl was showing her that- and more. She nearly cried out when he let his fingers caress that very sensitive part of her body, she could hear him groan in satisfaction as he touched her. "You are very wet, that is just how I want you to be Laurel." Was it the way he said her name? Damn! She was going to go mad with need, just how much more could she take? But he did not look like he was ready to stop just yet, he slid one finger into her and Laurel gasped at the intrusion. He paused, long enough to see her bite her lips to stifle the moan that threatened to escape her lips. He Chuckled darkly, "Don't try to hold it. I want to hear you say it, I want to hear you beg me, I want to hear you moan my name, Laurel

Chapter 53"My sister thinks I left yesterday." Kristen whispered as he lifted her from the bed, lodging her against the wall and pressing her there with his hands holding her chin in place as he kissed her silly. "I have to be gone before she wakes up." She managed to add."Which makes it even the more interesting," he whispered hoarsely, "Sneaky sex has never been better." He added with a grin as he nibbled on her lips again Gregg moaned into her mouth and pushed one finger inside her wet pussy, stroking her lightly at first before his pace increased. He didn't even stop kissing her. His finger was still inside her as his body moved pressed against her and repeatedly like he was thrusting into her, adding to the force as his fingers went in and out of her. "Oh yea!" Kristen moaned softly, "Fuck!" He continued until her moans became too loud and he had to cover her mouth with his left hand, which made him to stop kissing her and also drop her. But he pressed leg against the wall

Chapter 55He could hear his heart thumping loudly against his chest as he wandered through the woods, he listened for the sound of any heartbeat around, but he could hear nothing. He had gone really far from the pack, but yet his wolf was still revolting inside him because Laurel's scent was still all over him. He needed to wash it off, but he had left the house in such a hurry and… he sniffed. The faint chirping of birds sounded in the distance and in the air, he could smell the fresh humid scent of water, a stream. Following the scent, Earl continued down the path, he had to keep his mind occupied with other things so he tried to trail scents, scents of anything that wasn't wood- or Laurel. He reached the stream in no time and was too pleased to dive into the water, with his clothes and all. He wanted to wipd every trace of her scent off his body, off his clothes, out of his hair. "Damn!" He muttered as the memory of her hands roaming wildly in his hair last night came to him.

Chapter 57Earl regarded the girl in front of him intently, his eyes hard and his features unyielding. Over the years, he had learnt to not trust his brother and to always be on the lookout for Lambert's plot, so it did not surprise him that this woman was claiming to help him. But her appearance did not betray any emotions, she had said she was a scorned woman, and she sure as hell looked like one. From the blood clots and the dried welts of blood on her back to the way she shook and her tear streaked face. She looked malnourished and hungry and a part of him wanted so badly to comfort her, but he also knew that all that could be a plot to make her story more believable. "What happened to you?" He asked coldly. She sniffed before answering in a shrill, twisted voice, "Lambert happened to me."He frowned, her words were never clear to him, she had a way of saying things that left one pondering over the meaning. And so far, he had not decided whether to kill her or take her prisone

Chapter 59It was way late into the night by the time Earl returned home, not wanting to wake the whole house, especially not Laurel. He walked quietly to the parlor, sat there for a few minutes, hoping that she was fast asleep. Ten minutes and three glasses of vodka later, he stood up and walked stealthily back to their room. This was one of those times he regretted having to share a room with her, his efforts to hunt today had completely gone fruitless. Which meant his wolf was still as hungry as he was the last time he saw Laurel. He wasn't even sure he would have had the appetite for anything aside from her, he shook his head and pushed the thought to the back of his mind. He was going back to her, having the thought of feasting on her was not going to help him sleep beside her. "Welcome home, husband." He nearly jumped out of his skin at the sound of her voice. He couldn't believe he had just been easily scared by a woman's voice. He was still holding his chest when she lit a