Her fiery desire

Chapter 6

Fraya

I can’t breathe! Jealousy and anger clawing its way through my chest. My wolf is pushing against my shields, wanting to run back into that diner and rip the woman’s head off for touching what is ours. I am trying to keep myself together, needing to get out of here and as far away from my mate as possible. I can’t allow other shifters to see me like this, they will take it as a weakness and try to use it against me. Everyone in there might pretend to be nice, but none of them like the idea of a woman being on the throne and quite a few of them would love to see my rotting corps and that includes my mate’s parents.

I feel a hand grab me by my arms and by the sparks running all over my skin, I know it is Alexander. He quickly pulls me into what looks to be a storage closet and I know I should be fighting him, try to push him away, but the moment I meet his eyes, it feels like I am drowning. The color in his eyes seems to be moving, like liquid chocolate and it keeps me captivated.

His eyes start to slowly move down my body and I feel like I am paralyzed, not able to move as he takes his fill of me. His eyes run down my body like a soft caress and it takes everything I have to not shiver. My body feels like it is being set on fire and my knees start to go weak. I can’t think straight, the only thing mattering at this moment is the two of us. I want to kiss him so badly and by the way he is breathing hard and fast, he is just as affected by me as I am by him.

His eyes slowly move back up my body and mine drift to his lips. The craving I have to feel his lips on mine is nearly impossible to resist but luckily I am still frozen by his gaze or I might have just ignored all common sense and kissed him as if my life depends on it.

“God you are beautiful.” He says and I nearly c*m in my panties there and then. His voice is husky and his eyes are bright with lust. He moves closer to me, pushing me against the wall, placing his arms on the sides of my head effectively caging me in. I am breathing hard and he smirks, knowing he has an effect on me. I feel his hard erection pressing against my stomach. I am not a small woman, I won’t say I am very tall, but I am definitely taller than the average, but alexander is at least a head taller than me, making me have to tilt my head to be able to look in those captivating eyes of his.

It feels like hours that we stand there in the storage room, just staring into each other’s eyes. I sound like one of those pathetic romantics, but his eyes are keeping my captive and I find it impossible to look away. Slowly my mind starts to skink back to reality and I remember that he is my enemy. I can’t ever be with him, no matter how attractive I find him, and didn’t I run out of the diner in the first place because he had another woman in his lap? What the hell is wrong with me? I open my mouth, ready to say the words that I know needs to be said.

“I, Fraya Snow, re…” Before I can finish, he kisses me hard. My mind goes to jelly the second his lips touch mine. A fire ignites in my body, burning me with desire. I wrap my arms around his neck, grabbing on to his hair and pull myself up to wrap my legs around him. I moan in his mouth when his hard c**k rubs against my wet p***y. He plunges his tongue into my mouth, dominating my senses. I rub my core against him, my body begging for relief.

A part of me tries to fight to be heard, telling me that this can never work, but it is quickly drowned out by the pleasure and desire burning through me. Alexander moans into my mouth making it clear that he approves of how my body is rubbing against him. His hands goes rom the wall to my ass and he presses himself harder to me and I want to cry out with the pleasure shooting through me.

I feel something build up, my stomach pulling tight with the need. I rub against his c**k, chasing that orgasm I know is just out of my reach. One of his hands move to my throat and applies a little bit of pressure. I tumble over the edge, screaming my release into his mouth. We are both panting, my head falling to his shoulder, my body like cooked noodles in his arms. I work on slowly regaining my strength, trying to make some sense of what just happened. That was my very first kiss and also my very first orgasm. If I knew it would feel this good, I wouldn’t have waited three hundred years for this, but something tells me it will only ever feel like this with him. I slowly slide down his body and when I have enough strength, I push him away enough to look him in the eyes.

“I, Fraya snow, Queen of the werewolves, reject you, Alexander Corbin, as my mate.” It hurts to say the words, but it has to be said. He will be happier with someone of his own kind and I will be alright on my own. I will just need to keep reminding myself that I have been by myself for the past three centuries, I can be alone for the rest of my life.

“I, Alexander Corbin, prince of the dragons…” I don’t want to hear the words, but I brace myself for the pain I know will be coming my way. “Refuse your rejection, Fraya Snow.” He says before turning around and leaving me there in shock. Why would he refuse my rejection, sure we have an attraction towards each other, but that is only because the mating bond, he has to know it would never work between us, so why refuse?