Chapter 3
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Chapter 3
MIA'S P.O.V
I was pushed against the wall and I gasped as I looked up into the dark eyes of my newly found mate.
"Mine," he mumbled again.
"Okay, we f*****g get it. Can you please let me go?" I rolled my eyes, staring at him in annoyance.
He growled, glaring at me.
"Don't f*****g talk to me like that," he snapped.
My dad cleared his throat and we both looked at him.
"How about dinner?" Everyone who was watching our exchange, scattered off into the dining room, leaving Rafe and I alone.
"One thing I don't tolerate, little one, is disrespect," he said, looking down at me.
"And one thing I don't tolerate, is Asshole Alphas with f**k boy attitudes," I retorted.
He snarled at me, his hand quickly entangling in my hair and pulling my head back sharply.
"You talk so bold, little one. But let's see how much talking you can do when you're gagging around my cock."
I gasped angrily, lifting my foot to smash my heel into his foot, but he quickly grabbed my leg, wrapping it around his waist, while tightening his grip on my hair and pulling my hair back further.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you, little one."
"Would you f*****g stop call me that?! My name is Mia," I growled at him.
Carmen wasn't helping me as she was purring from the close contact with our mate.
He chuckled, leaning down to bite my throat. He released me when he was done and I stomped away angrily, him trailing behind me. Everyone looked up as we walked in, but quickly looked back down, except for Mom, Dad and Chase, who rose eyebrows at me. I went to sit next to Chase, but Rafe beat me to it and pulled me onto his lap, I wiggled around, trying to move off of him, but he growled warningly in my ear and smacked my thigh under the table. I sighed mumbling a thank you to Ms. Shiela, one of the servants here. She smiled at me in sympathy and I gave her a small one back. We've always been close and she was like a second mother to me.
I sat on Rafe's lap, picking at my food, until I could've been excused. I jumped off his lap, before he could do anything and I ran up the stairs, hearing the enraged growl behind me and his footsteps coming after me. I cried out as he eventually caught up to me as I made it to my room, throwing me on the bed and climbing on top of me. He followed me onto the bed, his body draped over mine as he glared at me.
"Why the f**k did you run?"
"To get away from you as fast as f*****g possible," I sneered.
"You wouldn't be saying that when I'm in between these pretty thighs though," he whispered in my ear, grinding on me.
I bit my lip as my dress rose and he was now grinding on me through my panties.
"Cat got your tongue?" He purred, smirking at me.
"G- get off me," I stuttered, pushing at his shoulders.
He angled his hips, causing his bulge to push right into my clit. I moaned quietly, my arms now gripping his shoulders for dear life. He leaned down, kissing my neck, nipping the most sensitive spot on my neck. I gasped as he suddenly ripped off my dress, leaving me naked, save for my underwear. I quickly tried to hide my self, but he growled at me, grabbing my hands and pulling them above my head.
"Never hide from me," he said lowly.
"Never tell me what to do," I scoffed, rolling my eyes.
He pulled my hair back tightly, causing me to whimper.
"Don't. Ever. Talk. To. Me. Like. That!" He barked, glaring down at me.
Okay... So maybe I pushed him a little too far.
I nodded.
"Nah. I want to hear you say that you won't."
I mumbled it quietly and he let me go satisfied.
"Go get ready for bed."
I got up, trudging into my closet, my proverbial tail tucked between my legs. I pulled on one of Chase's sweatshirt that I stole from him, along with a pair of shorts. I walked back out to where Rafe was, already stripped to his boxers, laying on one side of the bed.
I scoffed, rolling my eyes.
"Okay, one, you are not sleeping here and two you're not sleeping in your boxers."
"I am sleeping her and it's either I sleep in my boxers or I sleep how I usually do, naked," He said, glancing over at me.
His eyes bucked for a minute, seeing as my shorts could not be seen because of the shirt and he growled lowly as he caught the scent on the shirt. He picked his shirt up, throwing at me.
"Change."
I looked around the room, before my eyes landed back on him.
"Oh, you're talking to me?" I asked.
"Who else would I be talking to?"
"Oh I don't know... I thought it was Casper. Cause I know for f*****g sure you weren't talking to me. You're not my father."
"Yeah, but I'm sure that wouldn't stop you from calling me Daddy," he smirked.
I looked at him in disgust, done with this conversation.
"Change into the shirt, Mia."
"Didn't you hear me before? No."
"I'm giving you five seconds. Trust me, you wouldn't like it if I had to get up from here," Deciding I had pushed him enough, I turned to go into the closet to change, when he stopped me.
"Change here," I scoffed.
"No,"
"Mia, it's either you change here or you sleep shirtless," I gasped at the audacity of him.
I rolled my eyes, grumbling under my breath, before turning with my back to him, quickly pulling off Chase's shirt and putting on his.
"Happy?" I asked sarcastically.
"Very."
I threw the shirt to the side and climbed on the bed, trying to wiggle away as he pulled me into him.
"If your goal is to get me to f**k you tonight, you're succeeding." I gasped as his erection brushed against my ass, causing me to stay still.
"Goodnight, kitten."
"Goodnight," I mumbled tiredly, before falling asleep.
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