Princess SOS (18 page)
“Ameia,” he pulls back. “I’m sorry.”
I feel full of something long and thick but it doesn’t move and the pain begins to ease.
Beast nuzzles against my neck. “I’m sorry. Please forgive me.”
“I forgive you,” I say softly.
The pain eases completely.
“You’re so tight,” he groans. “Does it still hurt?”
I feel the fullness withdraw from me only to suddenly fill me again.
“No,” I breathe, arching my back.
“Good,” he groans. “I… can’t…hold back.”
The man above me transforms before my eyes. Gone is the image of Drek holding himself back, replaced is a madman, the Beast I know so well. A frenzied animal. He grabs up my legs, encouraging me to wrap them around his waist. Then he attacks me. He pummels himself inside me. Driving every long inch of his inside me. The force of his body crashing into my body slams me into the bed.
“Mine,” Beast growls. His teeth sink into my neck. It hurts so good. In my lust filled haze I can’t get enough, I want to be marked by him.
He drives so deep my hips touches his hips. I start to scream when he starts slamming into my clit.
I swell and ache, throbbing with need. My hips buck, my body writhes beneath him. My head thrashes.
The purring in his chest grows stronger and stronger. My thighs tense and my stomach tightens. I feel my walls clenching around him, gripping him. Milking him. He cries out and I completely lose it.
It’s not like before, it’s so much better than when he licked me to release, but also so much worse. It’s stronger, it’s darker. It’s painfully intense. For a moment, I feel like I’m dying. I can’t breathe. My lungs won’t work. My heart is racing. My blood is thumping. Energy crackles across my skin.
Then I realize I’m still holding on. If I just let go, this will all be over. Reality cracks. Something inside me breaks. I explode into a million, colorful, sparkling pieces.
“Mine,” Beast says again, much more softly.
His hips are rolling against me. I feel him, him that is already almost too big, swelling inside me. Growing. He pulses, above me and he twitches. He groans and I fill so warm. Hot wet heat is filling me up. I’m so full, I’m leaking.
Down, down I drift, my pieces falling back into place. Somehow they know just where to go, they know exactly where they fit.
I peer up at Beast as if seeing him for the first time. My body tingles with a warm kind of numbness.
He stares back at me, his own eyes wide and surprised.
I lift up and groan. It feels too raw and too tender as he twitches inside me. But still, I just gotta do this.
“Mine,” I purr and press my lips to Beast’s lips. I feel him smiling against my kiss. He wraps his arms around me and rolls over then positions me on top of him.
***
Beast’s arm is heavy upon me. His body is curved around my body. I’m snuggled up comfortably against him. For the moment, I’m just savoring the feel and the newness of being intimate with him.
He sleeps peacefully, his breathing a deep, predictable rhythm. I’m a little jealous. I wish I could relax. My muscles are exhausted, my eyes are heavy, but I just can’t sleep. Every time I close my eyes, I see home.
My father must think the worse. Does he think I’m dead? Does he wonder what happened to me? Is he still looking?
I can’t help but feel guilty that I’m in a soft, warm bed with Beast while my family and my people don’t know what happened to me. It would probably scare my father to death to know I’m on a Ravager ship.
How do I even tell him, if I even get the chance to tell him, that I joined with the Ravager Prince?
The rhythm of Beast’s breathing changes. He begins to purr. I feel his fingers stroking against my hip and his chest vibrating against my back.
“Drek?” I whisper. If he’s not already awake, I don’t want to disturb him.
“Yes, my princess?” his warm breath washes over my neck.
“May I ask you something?”
I feel him stiffen. “Of course.”
I twist beneath his arm and roll over to face him. I can’t ask this question with him at my back. I need to see his reaction.
I swallow. I’ve been wanting to ask him for what felt like hours while he was sleeping, but now that I actually have the chance, I don’t know if I have the courage to go through with it.
I look down, focusing on a spot on his chest. “First, promise you won’t get mad.”
His fingers brush against my jaw, then he nudges my chin up to look at him. “I promise.”
My eyes meet his eyes. I’m so grateful that we’re actually able to communicate now. That I can ask him this and he can answer. I won’t have to guess what his grunts or growl mean. I won’t have to guess if he’ll hate me for what I’m about to ask.
I take a deep breath. “This might make you mad…”
His eyes hold mine as he repeats, “I promise.”
The last time I asked him about contacting home, he went berserk and destroyed my pod. I steel myself, seriously expecting him to break his promise and get pissed as I ask, “Will you take me home?”
“Of course,” Beast says easily, too easily. “We’re headed there right now.”
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Moon Alley Book 1
Chapter One
I had been stupid and I had been caught. I knew the rules and willingly I broke them. There was no excuse, there was no exception for what I had done.
The rules were simple: stay away from Moon Alley. I could go anywhere else in the city. I could stay in Blood Alley and socialize with the other Chosen. I could spend all day at the markets, gawking at the slaves. I could have tea in the Tower with the Queen. I could even take a trip across the Planes.
Moon Alley was dangerous. Moon Alley was off-limits. Moon Alley was wolf territory. Stupidly, I didn’t listen.
I only had myself to blame but it didn’t make the situation any easier. They had me caged as if I was some animal. The cage was six feet tall, so I could at least stand, and about six feet wide. The bars were thick and were spaced only a few inches apart. I was slender and could fit my arm between them but that was about it.
The mutts didn’t even have the decency to leave me a blanket. The cage was stinky, there were old blood stains on the cold stone floor, and a nasty bucket in the back corner. There was no telling how many others had been in here, or if they had ever bothered to clean it.
I had been left in the cage for several hours. I was cold, thirsty, hungry, and I really had to pee. I couldn’t bring myself to use the bucket and give up the last shreds of my dignity.
I feared at first that they didn’t realize I was human. That they had left me here, thinking I had vampire abilities and needed only blood to sustain me. As the hours dragged on, I started to suspect they knew I was human, knew I had needs, and they were just purposely being cruel.
Radu was not making the situation any easier. At first it had been comforting to have my connection with him, to not be alone.
“Where are you? Are you alright?”
Radu asked, his voice filling my head through our blood connection.
Through our connection I assured him I was physically sound but unfortunately the wolves had caught me trespassing. He was beyond furious. After a while his lectures became tedious. He went on and on about how many treaties I had broken. How difficult it would be to negotiate with the wolves because they lacked reason, that the wolves were simple-minded animals. Lectured me about how yet again I had put myself in a dangerous situation. Went on and on about how I only had one rule and I had broken it.
If I focused really hard, I could block him out but it took a lot of energy, and I was running out of energy. I was also preoccupied by the growing need to relieve myself.
For the past couple of hours I had blocked him but now, in desperation, I reached out to him.
“Radu?”
“Yes, Ella?”
He responded immediately,
“Are you alright?”
“Yes, I’m fine. I was just wondering if you have managed to negotiate my release yet?”
There was a long pause that didn’t bode well.
“No,”
was all that he responded with.
“Why not?”
I asked.
There was another long pause. The situation was going beyond tedious and was becoming down right torturous. It was past time it ended.
“The wolves are proving to be more difficult to negotiate with than usual.”
“What does that mean?”
“It means that you must have really pissed them off because even the threat of war with our Alley has not persuaded them to release you.”
Shit. I had really gone and done it this time. I knew exactly what I had done to get them pissed. I just thought by now they’d be over it.
Over the past few weeks I’ve been sneaking into Moon Alley. I don’t know why I thought I could get away with it. I should have known that eventually I would be caught.
It started as an accident. I was out, exploring Helanna, and wandered into Moon Alley without even realizing it. It was lunch time, my stomach was grumbling, so I slipped into a diner. The diner had the best steakburger, and no one paid me any attention. No one seemed to care I was there. You’d think there would be a big sign somewhere to let people know that a bunch of werewolves lived there. Like a “beware of man-dog sign” or something. There was nothing to indicate that I had entered werewolf territory.
I sat at a table in the back, eating my lunch and people watched. It wasn’t until a group of four gruff looking men entered the diner that the hair on the back of my neck stood on end. Just by looking at them I could tell they were mutts. Every mutt I had ever seen wore the same outfit with slight variations. Torn blue jeans, black t-shirts, and black boots.
The group of them greeted the waitress and took a table up front, next to the door. They hadn’t noticed me, or if they had, they didn’t realize what I was. There was no way I could get out of the diner without drawing their attention. I did my best to act cool and not be obvious I was watching them. I was almost done with my burger but I had a plate full of fries to help me look busy.
Two of the mutts had dark hair and it was near impossible to tell them apart. They both looked as if they could have used a good shave last week, and shared the same pissed off expression. At least the other two were more distinguishable, one blonde and one brunette. The mutts were built, to me it was their only saving grace, the only thing that kept me from throwing up when I looked at them.
I had yet to catch sight of a scrawny mutt. Their thick, bulging biceps must have been a dominant genetic trait, they all seemed to have them. They all had broad backs, wide shoulders, and hard chests. Their jeans strained against their muscled thighs, and if the bulge in their pants were any indication of what could be found beneath, they were thick and hard in that area as well. Put a paper bag over their heads and if I couldn’t smell them, I might be tempted.
“Hey, boys, how’s the patrol going?” the waitress asked as she pulled a pad of paper from her apron.
She was an older woman, had at least fifteen years on me. She wore her unremarkable brown hair in a simple ponytail. Her smile had been polite towards me but she outright beamed at the mutts when she walked over to them.
“Nothing to report. It’s been quiet,” one of the dark haired ones said and the table nodded in agreement.
“Been boring as fuck,” the blonde said and he flexed his hand, “Could use a good fight.”
“Any time, any place, man,” the other dark haired wolf said.
The blonde took that invitation as an immediate opportunity and leaned forward as he started to growl. The brunette slammed his fist down on the table. I jumped, startled. I dropped the french fry that had been poised at my lips. My movement and maybe my squeak earned me their full attention.
My heart hammered in my chest as they stared at me. Four pairs of dark predatory eyes assessed me, and I feared if I moved an inch, they would pounce. I felt as if I was the rabbit and they were the hungry wolves.
“Human?” dark haired number one asked.
I hoped he wasn’t asking me because I didn’t have the breath to answer. I looked to the door. It was the only exit and if they started moving towards me, I may have a slim chance to make it.
I swear the group of them sniffed the air and then the brunette answered, “Yes.”
They all seemed to relax a bit. I passed the secret test. I was still ready to bail.
“Now boys,” the waitress said, drawing their attention back to her. “I know y’all are on patrol but I can’t have ya scaring my paying customers. Business is bad enough as it is.”
The group had the decency to look chastised.
“Sorry, Maven,” they said in unison.
If I wasn’t poised in fight or flight, I may have laughed at the absurdity of the four brawny men reduced to apologizing as if they were naughty boys who got caught in the act.
Maven nodded, “Good, thank you. You should apologize to her too.”
I know Maven meant well but I really wished she hadn’t. I was a customer today by mistake. The last thing I needed was the group’s attention. All it would take is one whiff of vampire on me and I was in deep shit.
“Sorry, miss,” dark hair number two said and the others echoed, “Sorry.”
They stared at me expectantly, waiting for me to accept their apology. If only they knew who I was. I mustered up a smile and gave a nod of my head.
“It’s alright,” I said softly and as meekly as I could manage.
I made a show of turning my attention back to my plate and picked up a fry.
“So boys, what will ya have?”
The pack turned their attention back to Maven.
I couldn’t leave yet. Maven had yet to give me my check and after the huge order the mutts placed, it was probably going to be awhile. My fries were almost done and my appetite had fled. I kept munching, trying not to look suspicious, and biding my time until I could make a clean break for it. For now I contented myself with eavesdropping.
Establishing me as a human, something nonthreatening to them, seemingly gave the group the comfort to discuss their business more openly.
“Darren has been pretty fucking loony lately. Been wandering around the Alley, sniffing up the skirts as if he was some wild dog. I’ve heard talk that the Luna has him. From the shit I’ve seen, it makes sense,” said the brunette. During my eavesdropping I learned his name was Garrette.
Maven returned with their drinks, four beers.
“The Elders have not confirmed it,” the blonde commented. I learned he went by Vin.
“They’ll announce it tonight, I’d bet my left nut on it,” Garette said.
There was a pause of silence, then the other dark haired wolf, Trick, spoke up, “Man, I don’t pity him a bit. If going through the Luna is anything like going a couple of days without getting it in, I couldn’t handle it. Shit is good for the Alley, though, makes us all stronger. We’ll kick more ass.”
This was all really good information. I had no idea what it meant but I bet Radu would. If only I could tell him. I’d doubt he’d thank me for the information, even if he could use it to further our Alley’s interest. He’d more than likely just punish me mercilessly for disobeying him.
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