Rejected And Pregnant

Rejected

Adam's eyes scan his living room, where he and Lucy are currently standing. He knows Mr. Nik and a few other servants are inside by their scent and have no doubt heard what the young woman has said to him. But it's not like this is the first time they have overheard Adam's personal affairs, they've heard much worse things than a woman asking to bed him, especially where business is concerned.

Nevertheless, he wishes to take this conversation to a more private place, and that happens to be his bedroom. The walls around his room are soundproof, even to werewolf ears, Adam himself having taken extra measures and spent a fortune to purchase wall hangings and a rag specifically made for soundproofing (after one of his employees overheard him talking to Brian in his room about disposing of a human body Brian had accidentally killed). It had been nasty, and after that, he had decided it was best not to risk being overheard when talking to his most trusted employee.

"Follow me," he says quietly to Lucy, grabbing her arm and pulling her towards his bedroom. She takes a sharp breath, as the action ignite sparks in both of them. Nevertheless she gives herself time to look around longingly; she likes his house. She would very much like to get married and have her own house where she would buy and arrange the furniture the way she wants to, and she imagines living in this man's house would be the happiest experience.

Once again, she finds herself praying for the rejection not to take place.

They get to his bedroom and looking around at the calm, spotless surroundings and the neatly made bed, her heart thumps expectantly. It doesn't help matters that there is more of his scent in his room than anywhere else in the house.

Adam turns her to face him immediately, his wolf refusing to calm down.

"I don't think your suggestion is a good idea," he says, trying to sound calm. "It will be better to walk away from each other without doing anything, little girl."

Well, she doesn't think he means what he is saying, or else he wouldn't have brought her to his room.

"Do you find me so undesirable that you should even refuse a free offer of my body?" she asks, giving him a blank stare.

Every time she opens her mouth to speak, her words shock him, making him curious about her.

This time, he finds himself questioning if she is easy to get, one of those women with what they call loose or hot pants.

Well, that has nothing to do with him if that's how she chooses to live her life, but unfortunately, she has read his thoughts, glaring at him.

"I'm a virgin, you i***t!" she shouts wildly.

Woa, he thinks in amazement. For all the innocent looks, he has a feeling she could get really fierce if someone pushed her buttons far enough. And the revelation has left him speechless. He stares at her, his expression inscrutable.

"You are...I don't understand. Why would a beautiful lady like you be a virgin? And, sweetheart, it's not like I am not dying to have you right now, I am just trying to do what is right. Don't for a moment think I don't desire you," he confesses.

She raises a hand, giving a tiny shrug.

"I am sorry, I shouldn't have suggested it. It was stupid."

She tries to go out of his room, but he blocks her way, making her stare up at his unapologetically handsome face, her eyes resting on his lips.

"Why are you leaving before we have done what we came here for?" he asks her, and she wonders if he is talking about the rejection or making love because she notices him staring at her lips too.

And then, without warning, his arms go around her. She is clasped against a wall of muscle, his body so warm and big it feels surreal.

She is scared at how her body responds to his touch, making her instantly regret suggesting that they make love. She knows if she sleeps with this man, he will take everything away, and it will be so damn hard to walk away from him.

But she can't free herself now, for his wolf has already surfaced, making his eyes turn darker. She finds that oddly sexy, and she trembles.

Oh no, she has to leave. It was indeed stupid to ask him to do such a thing.

"Adam..." she tries to free her body but stiffens when she feels his hot breath against her cheek. She loses it, her heartbeat going frantic.

It feels so good to be in the arms of her mate. But of course, everything one is not allowed to have always feels good.

His mouth brushes against hers slowly, then settles with pressure, giving her a kiss that scatters her wits. She throws all her worries to the wind, letting herself enjoy the moment as it lasts, like a teenager who has no worries about the future.

Adam is instantly aroused, and he grabs her hips, holding her tightly against him to let her know how she has affected him, to let her know he is in control and enjoys being in control.

She moves against his sturdy weight, her knees giving out. Adam holds her tightly so she doesn't collapse to the floor, all the while kissing her hard. He doesn't think he'd have felt this good kissing Ruth, because, to be honest, this girl's lips are the sweetest thing he's ever tasted. In this moment, he realizes he was never in love with Ruth. He was obsessed, just as she'd told him.

Lifting Lucy from the floor, he goes to lay her gently on his bed before sliding her tight dress up her body. She helps him remove it, throwing it to the side.

He stares at her body for a moment, marveling at her beauty. He wants to have her, now. He wants to f**k her and make her scream and make her see the goddess.

His hand slides inside her panties, rubbing her clit as his mouth finds and closes around the tip of a breast. She screams feeling his warm mouth on her delicate n****e, then covers her mouth with her hand. The sound was unintentional and humiliating.

"Don't hold yourself, baby," Adam stares at her with his sexy dark eyes. "Scream, no one is going to hear you," he smiles up at her, his hands doing wicked things inside her panties, "except me, and I happen to like it."

She is dripping wet, and the moisture makes her feel more embarrassed. She wishes she could have a chance to wipe herself without him noticing, but he surprises her by removing her panties and kissing his way downwards until he gets to her feminine core, then licks the moisture away.

"Adam...you are..." she tries to stop him, red with embarrassment.

"Ssshhh," he raises his head long enough to say that, then continues eating her savagely, his teeth and his tongue doing things that make her feel she is going insane.

She stops holding herself and moans loudly, her hips moving upward in rhythm with the clever workings of his mouth.

He grabs her thighs on either side of his face, his tongue licking and flicking, and it is only after she comes, her pelvic muscles clenching and convulsing, that he emerges from between her legs, licking his lips.

The feeling is too overwhelming that she gives a little laugh at the same time as tears gather in her eyes.

Breathing heavily, she watches him take off his shirt, and then his pants. Her lips part in surprise at the healthy male standing before her, so unapologetically masculine.

"Like what you see?" he says, moving slowly towards her. She fails to answer, her attention caught by his rearing erection, wondering what it will feel like inside her. He climbs back on top of her and kisses her lips, shoving his tongue inside the warm confines of her mouth. Feeling his manhood brush against her thigh, so hot and oozing with precum, she feels aroused all over again.

"Take me, now, I want to feel you," she begs, sucking his lips between each breath.

"Are you sure you are ready for this?"

"Please take me," she reaches down to touch him, intending to guide him to her core. Chuckling, he grabs her hand with one of his and pins it above her head, his other hand reaching between them to enter her, and when he does, she screws her eyes shut against the stinging pain of the intrusion.

"You are indeed a virgin. Wow, thank you," Adam whispers intimately, then kisses her lips as he slowly eases himself deeper inside her, trying to get her used to the size of him. He takes a shaky breath, feeling the way her muscles clench tightly around him.

"Relax, baby girl, it will get better. Just let me in..." his husky voice is what causes her muscles to relax and accommodate the length of him, and he groans appreciatively as he thrusts in and out of her. She feels so good, he could do this all day with her. His mouth lowers to kiss her neck and ears, her mouth, her whole face as he pumps harder and harder, and she has stopped resisting because she feels good too, just a slight twinge that makes the whole experience even more magical.

"Baby girl, you are so sweet..." he moans, still kissing her, his hips now grinding expertly against hers.

Her soft hands feel his powerful back, then slide lower to his taut butt, urging him deeper inside her. It is too much for him, and he groans loudly, filling her with his seed. His movements get slower, his breath rapid, until he stops moving and lays limb on top of her for a minute, unable to find words to best describe what he feels.

Then he pulls out of her and drops to the side, turning her to face him. Her lips, he notices, are swollen from his kisses, and she looks rumpled and sexy. He still wants to take her but feels he has to control himself now.

She is innocent and she has given herself to him. He would like to say a lot of things to her. Mostly explanations.

"Bathroom is that way. After you." That is all he ends up saying.

She grabs her clothes, going to the bathroom to clean herself up, but he doesn't join her, and she figures he must not want any more temptations.

When she comes out, she finds him already dressed.

Lucy grabs her handbag and applies her makeup, the atmosphere silent as Adam watches her. She doesn't know what he is thinking and she can only hope it is something positive.

Immediately after she is done, Adam stands up from his bed, holds out his hand to help her to her feet, and stands there facing her.

Without blinking or stammering, he utters the dreaded words.

"I, Adam Collins, Reject you, Lucy Valle, as my mate."

How did he even know her last name because she doesn't remember telling him? But does it matter? All that matters is that, even though she was expecting the rejection all along, it still hurts like the fires of hell.

Her heart breaks, her eyes turning red. She can tell he is affected too, it shows in his eyes and the way he swallows hard, even though he is trying his best to appear cold.

"No, please," she begs.

He almost gives in, feeling like grabbing her in his arms and telling her that they don't have to do this, that he will take care of her.

But he can only dream about that.

"You are going to accept this rejection. You are going to save both your time and mine by making this quick!" he says.

Taking a deep breath, she stares back at him, swallowing the pain in her chest. If he is hellbent on rejecting her, she has no business trying to force him to change his mind. She will accept it. And then she will go away, to die probably.

Even s*x has failed to change anything. What a loser she is.

"I, Lucy Valle, accept your rejection!"

With that, she leaves, leaving with a broken heart and wondering if he is feeling the pain as much as she does.

This is not fair at all, but when has life ever been fair to her?

She steps outside and the first thing she thinks of doing is to call her best friend. The only one here who cares.

She picks up almost immediately, and Lucy wipes angry tears from her face before screaming.

"Ruth, I haaate hiimm!!"