Alpha's Tempting Stand-In Mate

Chapter 5. Call Me Mate

Killian 

I entered the house with a furrowed brow, only to be greeted by the overpowering scent of alcohol. On the coffee table laid out before me was a collection of wine bottles, each of which I had collected over years, some worth millions.

My gaze immediately fixed on an entirely empty wine bottle. Seated on the sofa was a petite woman, her cheeks flushed, hurling curses at some man and occasionally mentioning my name. It was a chaotic scene, one that made my muscles tense with displeasure. 

I had just recently made this woman Luna of my pack and my mate, and she was already displaying her true colors?

Startled by the sound of the front door closing, Avery swiveled around, emitting a belch. "Who are you?" she slurred.

A bitter twitch played at the corner of my lips as I observed her drunken state. She seemed to have lost all sense. As I advanced further into the living room, she clumsily rose to greet me.

Her big brown eyes were fixated on my prominent nose, thin lips, and sharp eyebrows. "Handsome! You are a very handsome man!" she gasped in a hushed tone, only then her words devolved into incomprehensible mumbling.

‘As handsome as Ritwik Cooper. No, he is Ritwik Cooper… How dare he appear in front of me? She muttered, her words coming out as though she were struggling to speak clearly. Then a second later, her lips pressed together in anger as she raised her hand, attempting to slap me. I intercepted her wrist in mid-air. 

"How much did you drink?" I growled lowly, my cold eyes tinged with frustration.

Her body swayed and staggered as she struggled to maintain her balance after I'd stopped her from slapping me. "I didn't drink," she weakly stated, her arms encircling my waist as she hugged me tightly. "Ritwik, I miss you so much."

Her face had gone flushed, reminiscent of a high school girl in the throes of her first love. Her voice carried a soft, seductive quality. Then, like a sudden change in the wind, her emotions and expression shifted abruptly. "Ritwik, don't think I'm dirty, okay? I didn't mean it..."

Tears welled up in her eyes, dampening my chest through the thin fabric of my shirt.

My expression darkened as my mind went blank upon hearing another man's name on her lips. I lowered my eyes and looked at the she-wolf. Her little hands were tightly clasping my waist. However, her thoughts seemed to be fixated on some other Alpha.

I stretched out my hand, pulling her into my arms, and strode upstairs.

The bathtub in the bathroom connected to the master bedroom contained hot water that she had prepared for me. Of course by this time, the water was bone-chillingly cold.

"Splash!"

I threw her directly into the bathtub. The white T-shirt she wore clung tightly to her body, exposing the outline of her graceful figure. Her breasts were round and plump, her skin was white and smooth, and the coldness of the water caused her n*****s to harden. My wolf instantly felt hot and lured in by the provocative sight of her.

I actually hated women. Ever since the incident with that woman five years ago, I had been instinctively disgusted with women. No woman could touch me, not even by my female relatives..

However, today, being held and pressed against by this drunk she-wolf, I felt not even the slightest bit of disgust. Instead, I felt a hint of... excitement.

"It's so cold..." she gasped, shrinking within the bathtub. The strength of the alcohol she had consumed was evident, as the cold water not only failed to sober her but seemed to make her more audacious.

"Ritwik…" She lay there in the bathtub, her voice soft and tender as she delicately uttered Ritwik Cooper's name. "I'm so cold," she moaned, extending her hand to grip my trousers. "Can you hold me? Give me a hug?"

Her gaze was unfocused, her cheeks even rosier. She peered up at me with a flirtatious look. "Could you please carry me out? I'm freezing..."

Her final plea carried a note that tugged at my heartstrings, like a strand of rich chocolate weaving its way into my emotions. It had been a long time since I'd felt this way. I had to admit, she was a truly unexpected and intriguing woman. Yet, she still clung to a man named Ritwik Cooper.

I knelt down, gently gripping her chin with one hand, and firmly asked, "Who am I?"

She pursed her lips, her drunken gaze fixed on that one name, "You are Alpha Ritwik Cooper."

My frown deepened dangerously, and I raised my hand to push her back into the cold bathtub. The cold water submerged her head, but it seemed unable to clear her mind as she floundered helplessly. After a moment, I released my hold and fixed her with a cold stare, "Who am I?"

"Alpha... Rit..." Before she could finish, I pushed her under again, causing her to choke, sputter, and shed tears. She gazed at me with pitiful, tear-filled eyes, and whispered, "Then tell me, who are you?"

I raised my hand and gently stroked her moist, red lips, "Call me mate."

She let out a plaintive voice and said, "Mate..."

As the word "mate" slipped from her enticing lips, a long-lost desire surged within me. She reached out, tears in her eyes, and held my face, pleading, "Don't leave me in this cold water, okay? I've called you my mate, you can't bully me."

I already found her breathtakingly beautiful. Now in this intoxicated and tearful state, her entire being was as delicate and alluring as a waiting rose, beckoning me to pluck her.

Raising her chin slightly, I spoke in a low voice, "Little drunkard, do you even know what 'bully' means?" She looked up at me with pure lust blurred eyes and shook her head. My body responded to her innocent gaze as my voice grew hoarse, "I'll teach you."

Stripping out of my clothes, I stepped into the bathtub. As our bodies made contact, the heat between us intensified, "Please, teach me," she whispered, spreading her legs and drawing me into a passionate kiss. 

From the moment that our lips touched I couldn’t remember ever tasting anything else as sweet. 

I flipped our positions so that she was straddling my lap while I continued to trace my lips over the heated skin of her throat. This position gave me a lot easier access to all the smooth soft skin while I worked on getting her sopping wet clothes off of her and tossing them to the floor with a plop. The cold water in the tub had already turned her n*****s tight little buds that called to my tongue and fingers to suck and pinch.

She was already grinding her hips against my thighs searching for something, I moved one of my hands down to start slowly teasing her clit. Avery let out the sweet groan as her pulse and movement of her hips quickened. 

“Please…please…” she whispered in a plea. I knew what she needed. I repositioned the hand that was pleasuring her so that I could slide a figure inside her while my thumb continued to tease her. 

“Oh Goddess,” she moaned as her eyes rolled back in her head.  In quick succession I added a second then a third finger as I readied her tight little channel for my c**k. I could feel her inner muscles clamping down on my fingers, I knew she was close. So I latched on to her n****e, curled my fingers over that special spot inside her, and pressed my thumb down on her sensitive clint. I watched as her c****x went off like a bottle rocket. I continued to f**k her with my fingers until her o****m had ended, once she was a puddle in my arms I stood up and carried her to bed.

Now that I had this beauty laid out before me I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to taste the p***y that would be mine forever. I crept towards her from the bottom of the bed spreading her legs so that I could settle my broad shoulders between them.

“What are you doing?” Avery asked, lifting herself onto her elbows and tilting her head in confusion.

“I’m going to taste my mate,” I answered honestly.

“You look like the big bad wolf come to eat me,” her giggle was cut short by a gasping moan as I flicked my tongue over her hypersensitive bud. After the first taste of her on my tongue, I gave an appreciative hum, and searched for more. 

“I had no idea that a tongue could be so talented,” she moaned after I gave a particularly long lick to her swollen little clit. All too quickly I was having to hold down her wildly moving hips as they thrust into my face insearch of her next release. Taking my cues from her body I sucked her little clit hard, her back bowed off the bed as she screamed her release. There was no way that I could keep the self satisfied smile from my face as I crawled further up her body and brushed the hair back from her face.

“Are you ready?” I knew that I had gone to good lengths to prepare her but I wanted to be sure.

“Yes, please. I still feel achy like I need something, will you help me mate?” She looked up at me innocently. How could I say no to that? I hooked her legs over my hips as I lined my achingly hard member up with her wet channel then slowly slid inside. Being inside Avery has to be the most pleasurable thing that I’ve ever experienced, it took every bit of my control not to just f**k her like a wild animal.

I swore to myself that I would make her c****x one more time even if it killed me. I began slowly rolling my hips while I was seated deep inside her.

“Please, move…please,” she begged. It was all the encouragement I needed, I moved one of her legs over my shoulder then began to thrust inside of her. The bedroom was quickly filled with the sounds of our  combined pleasure. She was so responsive to my touch and love making that her p***y quickly squeezed my c**k indicating that she was close to o****m. So, I hooked both her legs over my shoulders as I pounded into her in earnest. At the same time I reached a hand down to tweak her now puffy clit as I nibbled on her hard n****e. 

“Oh…oh mate!” She screamed as her tight little p***y began to milk my c**k triggering my own o****m. Coated in a fine sheen of sweat I flipped us over so that I was on my back and she was on my chest.

“How are you doing?’ I asked tucking a stray piece of hair behind her ear.

“I think you might have killed me…I suppose death by o****m is the best way to go,” she said saucily.

“Who gave you the impression that I was done with you yet?”

…………

Avery

The next day.

The brilliant sunlight poured through the windowpane as I gradually opened my eyes. The curtains were drawn wide open there stood a man by the floor-to-ceiling window, his back turned to me as he gazed outside.

He was tall and possessed a posture that exuded a casual elegance and a chilly arrogance. I blinked a few times, attempting to clear my mind, but a lingering headache persisted.

Recollections of a vivid dream from the previous night flooded my mind. On my wedding night, I had shared a Mandarin duck bath with a strikingly handsome man, and had s*x with him. 

The memories from the dream continued to play in my mind as I struggled to fully awaken. When my vision finally cleared, all I could see was the cold imposing back of the man before me.

"Y-y-you!" I stammered in shock, my speech faltering. "Who are you?"

Why was there a man in my room? Even from behind, I could tell that he was definitely not Alpha Killian. Who was he?

Hearing my startled voice and questions, the man furrowed his brow and turned to face me. "No more drinking in the future," he ordered, his tone stern, before pivoting on his heels and leaving with indifference.

I sat up in the bed, utterly speechless and bewildered. I was so stunned that I couldn't regain my composure for a while.

I suddenly recalled feeling a bit uneasy last night after seeing the news about Ritwik Cooper and Brittanni Lewis. In my distress, I turned to wine for solace. That was when the memories from last night came rushing back...

"Don't tell me I..." I muttered anxiously, rushing to the mirror and inspecting the bruises and scars on my body, and a bite mark on my neck. I felt like crying. 

Last night was my wedding night with Alpha Killian. Not only had I failed to wait for Alpha Killian, but I had also been mated and marked by a complete stranger in Alpha Killian's packhouse! 

I remembered everything that I had seduced him, asked him to mate and mark but how could I forget that he was not Alpha Killian.

All the rumors about Alpha Killian’s violent tendencies echoed loudly in my ears. I could already envision a miserable fate awaiting me when he discovered that I had been mated and marked by another man.

Had that handsome man, the one who had betrayed Alpha Killian, stayed here just to deliver a warning about abstaining me from alcohol in the future?!

Even if I were given tenfold the amount of courage I wouldn't dare to touch alcohol again! 

“AHH…” I gritted my teeth. Just as I was pulling at my hair in frustration, the door swung open with a loud knock.