Dominating the Alpha (Book 5 of the Avec series)

Chapter Five

    The next day they finished the warrior test. Isabella and Daniel were placed in the elite warrior group. While Killian and Gabriel were placed in with the lower-ranking warriors. 

    Gabriel approached the two and stretched out his hand, "Princessa, you earned that spot," he started. 

    Isabella smiled, "Thank you." 

    Daniel was surprised to learn he had made the elite warriors, he hadn't even been trying. He was hoping to at least place in the warrior group. He leaned in and asked Isabella, "I'm nowhere near as good as you, how did I get into the elite warriors?" 

    She leaned closer to him, and whispered back, "Because you earned it." 

    Killian approached them then, "Isabella, I'm sorry for yesterday," he started he looked down sheepishly. "I let my pride get in the way, you really are a great warrior." He rubbed the back of his neck, then reached out his out hand, in a peace offering. 

    Isabella looked down at it, "Truce?" she asked. 

    Killian nodded, "Truce." 

    As they shook, Isabella said, "Maybe we can all spar sometime." 

    At the mention of sparring Killian paled a little, "As long as you avoid my face!" he cried. 

    The group laughed, "No, really, I have yet to find my mate and if you keep smashing it in she'll reject me before she knows me!" He insisted. 

    "Okay, okay," she said. 

    Gabriel interjected with, "Yeah, but she may make an improvement or two on it!" 

    Killian playfully punched his friend in the arm, "Says you."     

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    Tillie opened the door to Kane's room and peeked in. Seeing him sleeping under the blankets she crept in. She wanted to check on her son. 

    Once she reached his bed, she touched his forehead gently. He stirred softly in his sleep. She frowned slightly. "How long is this fever supposed to last," she uttered to herself. 

    At the cool touch of her hand and her soft voice, Kane opened his eyes. He smiled weakly at his mother, "Hi, ma," he croaked out. 

    "Hi, young man," she said. She did her best to hide her worry. 

    He attempted to sit up completely, but the room spun and he paled even more, "I think I'll stay down," he uttered. 

    "Here, sweetie, drink this," she handed him the glass of water that was sitting on his nightstand. 

    He took it with a shaky hand gratefully and sipped it slowly. He sighed softly as the cool water slid down his throat easing the fire that was in his mouth. He handed it back to his mother and laid his head down on the pillow. 

    She stroked his ebony hair away from his face and kissed his cheek softly. "Get some rest, I'm sorry I woke you," she whispered as she tucked him in. 

    She walked away from his resting form and left the room, she leaned against the closed door on the other side. He may be eighteen, but he was her only child. She couldn't help but worry about the sick teenager in there. "One week down, one week to go." 

    Kane snuggled deeper into his blankets, he smiled softly at his mother's concern. He didn't mind her coming into check on him. What he didn't understand was why if he was so hot, was he shivering so hard. He felt colder than if he were in the northern Fae Realm in the middle of winter butt naked. 

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    Selene was looking down on Kane and smiled softly at the actions of his mother, she was sorry she didn't give them more children. 

    "Well, there's always time for that," she said to herself, "But for now, let's give Kane something to warm himself up, what do you think, Cleo?" She turned to the small baby binturong she was nursing back to health. 

    The small bearcat looked at Selene and appeared to smile in agreement. Selene patted the black fur of the animal, "That's what I thought, too," the moon goddess agreed. She picked up the small pink pouch she kept for just occasions and sprinkled some of its contents over the sleeping form of Kane. Cleo batted her paw at the moon goddess and pointed her head in the direction of the other pack they were watching. 

    "Her too?" Selene asked. She gave a small chuckle when it seemed as if the binturong was nodding. "If you insist." She repeated the process over the other sleeping form. 

    "That should do it," she said with a wink. 

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    Kane fell into a deep comfortable sleep, letting his feverish mind take him where it wanted. 

     "It's a beautiful day isn't it?" he said, leaning into the person next to him. He couldn't make out who it was, but she smelled delicious! She smelled of fresh apples and peaches, it was the most intoxicating fragrance he had ever encountered. 

    "MMhmm," she agreed. They were walking down a wooded path, towards the stream that flowed gently behind the Hawthorne Packlands. He reached out and grasped her hand gently. He was relishing in the sparks that flowed between them. They made their way in anticipated silence, towards the bed of the stream. It was one of their favorite places, secluded and peaceful, where they could get away from the stresses of daily duties. 

    Kane was struggling to see her face in his dream, he wanted to know who she was. Not just her smell. But oh that delicious perfume! He could live off of that alone. They got to their "spot" and sat down. 

    She leaned into him and kissed his neck, right on his marking spot. She used her tongue to tease it, gently touching it and making him hard instantly. 

    "Mmmm, you taste good," she whispered in his ear. Her breath giving him goosebumps up and down his spine. "Take off your shirt," she ordered gently. 

    Kane was putty in this woman's hands, whoever she was, she could order him to do things. He took his shirt off revealing his well-muscled chest and stomach. She reached over and began to slowly trace each chiseled line. With every touch, he shivered in anticipation. As her finger trailed down the center of his abdomen pausing to tease his belly button and then dip lower he couldn't help himself. He groaned in pleasure. 

    The mystery woman stopped her wandering and looked up at him, "Uh, uh, uh," she whispered. "You know the rules." 

    He stifled another groan, he knew what she was about to do, and he was looking forward to it. She leaned in and gently bit his chest, using her canines to scrape gently against his skin. He grew harder at her 'punishment', but remained silent for now. 

    "That wasn't so bad, now was it?" she asked looking up into his eyes, she could see how dark they were. Sciath was fighting to come out. He liked this too. 

    Kane simply shook his head, waiting for her to touch him again. Her hand then picked up where it left off, just at the waistband of his jeans. She just had to look at him and he knew what to do next. He unbuttoned them quickly, lowered them, freeing his engorged member from its prison. He wanted to sigh in relief and almost did, just to see what she would do. 

    Her hand made its way to his left hip touching him there, teasing him. Her hand then slowly went across his waist to his right hip, completely passing his throbbing center. It was begging for her to touch it. He swallowed his groan as she tormented him. Touching him everywhere but where he wanted her to the most. 

    When she finally touched him, he nearly exploded in exquisite delight. Her hands were surprisingly cool on his hot member, causing him to grow even harder. 

    "Please," he begged her. 

    She looked up at him, her own eyes dark with desire and her own wolf begging to come out to play. "Please what," she whispered as she leaned over and placed a soft kiss on the tip of his aching rod. The small amount of liquid that leaked from the top receiving a gentle lick. After her tongue darted out and licked the tip she blew on it gently, causing him to shiver. 

    "Mm, please put me your mouth," he asked. 

    "Not just yet," she whispered against him. She began to lay soft kisses against the long, turgid shaft. She paused, paying close attention to the throbbing vein that snaked its way up. She let her tongue slide up and down that spot making him quake. 

    He couldn't help it, he groaned in pleasure at her oral ministrations. He knew what she would do and he didn't care. It was all feeling too good. Her canines came out again and he almost came right then and there. He was getting really good at holding out for her, especially when she was like this. As her teeth scraped his skin ever so gently, he inhaled sharply at the pleasure-pain mixture. She was very careful not to break the skin. 

    She put her canines back and opened her mouth, first closing over the tip of his painfully erect member, then slowly working her way down. She swallowed his shaft, making him quiver in delight. She slowly moved up and down, making him harder and harder. Her tongue teasing him in ways he never imagined. Just when he thought he would die from the pleasure she gave him a gentle suck and began to hum. He thought he was going to fall off the edge of the earth at her actions. Just as he was about to climax, she stopped, taking her mouth off of him and using her hands to finish him. 

    Kane woke up, he looked down at his shorts and groaned. It was all too real, who was she? How was she able to control him like that. He wanted to find her. He got up shakily and headed to the bathroom, now he needed to shower. 

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    Isabella woke up from her sleep she was confused.  Where did that dream come from, and who was he? He smelled divine, like coffee and rain. She had no clue who was in her dream, she couldn't see his face. Just his tattoos and his sexy as sin body. She got up and went to shower, her panties were soaked clean through at the thought of that man.

    She realized then and there that she could be in charge everywhere, and she was going to be.