Captured And Claimed By The Alpha King

08

Leon.

“You should sell her.” Rachel advised, lying on top of me.

Apparently, she had gone to see Mia, then they exchanged words which I don’t even want to know how it had ended or started. “She isn’t ready to plead guilty. Sell her out to someone that would make her life miserable.” She added.

I had thought about that, but it holds no significance. Whenever I have that thoughts in my head, I always feel something pulling towards Mia.

She is a human, hence I shouldn’t be attracted to her. Rachel is the perfect person to be the Luna Queen now. “I don’t know, Rachel.” I replied, twirling her hair.

“Then what do you want to do with her?” She asked. “She has been staying down there and nothing has been done about it. She is meant to be going through hell.”

Locking my tongue with my mouth, I stared at Rachel, telling me reasons why I should sell Mia. “You wouldn’t have to be bothered about her at the end of the day. A win for you and you get whatever you want to do.” Rachel explained in her words.

It would have worked if the council members aren’t on my neck for this. This would be the last thing that they get a chance to decide on.

“Things don’t work that way, baby. Mia had murdered my father, of course everyone is expecting her to be punished in a way that it would scare not only the humans but the werewolves that have the guts to think of doing something like this.” I explained, situating my hand around her waist.

Slim, petite, just like I love it.

Rachel moved her face closer to mine, pressing a kiss on my cheek. “Promise me one thing then.”

“Anything for you baby.” I nuzzled my face around her neck, sniffing in the heavenly scent. “Ask away.”

“Promise that no matter what, I will be the only that you love. The only one that you look at.” She requested.

One thing that I have come to notice is that since the day Mia came into the pictures, Rachel has been nothing but insecure about the human girl stealing me away from her.

But she has no idea that I have nothing to do with a human. “It is only you that I love Rachel and you are the only one that I am going to spend my future with.” I promised.

There is nothing that would stop me from marrying the woman that has been with me since the day one. The woman that had ignored all my bad habits, swallowed whatever that I had thrown her way, just so she could make me happy.

Her face beamed with happiness, then she gave me a peck on the lips again. If she didn’t move immediately, I would have gotten the chance to deepen the kiss. “That is not fair.” I pushed my lips a bit and she chuckled.

The soft glow of moonlight seeped through the bedroom window, illuminating the figures entwined on the bed.

My arm draped loosely around her waist, nuzzled closer, my fingers tracing gentle patterns on the exposed skin of her arm. Rachel’s head resting on my chest, listened to the comforting rhythm of my heartbeat.

The air crackled with unspoken desire, yet neither felt the need to rush. Instead, we reveled in the quiet intimacy of the moment.

I pressed a soft kiss to Rachel’s forehead, savoring the warmth of her skin against his lips. Rachel sighed contentedly, her fingers intertwining with mine.

Each touch, conveyed a depth of love and affection that transcended physicality. The room, filled with the quiet symphony of our heartbeats and soft sighs, became a haven for our unspoken emotions, love.

As the night deepened, we pulled closer, our bodies seeking solace and comfort in each other's embrace.

The line between passion and tenderness blurred, leaving behind a profound sense of connection that went far beyond the physical.

Ours was a love story written not just in kisses and touches, it contained more than everyone has ever thoughts oh.

Rachel might not be my mate, but she is the more like the air I breathe and I always need her close to me.

My d**k grew in my pant with each passing minute, while Rachel rocked on me. She knew what she was doing to me, that was why she kept on doing it that way, to get a reaction from me.

I sucked in a deep breath, unable to keep calm while she kept on rocking her lower part on my d**k. “Tell me what you want, Rachel.” I croaked.

“You want you buried deep inside me.” She moaned. “I want your d**k down my throat, roaming everywhere around my body.”

Hearing that from alone had made me feel myself building up. I pushed her back on the couch, lifting up her leg.

“Open widely for me.” I ordered.

Like the good girl she is, Rachel opened up her leg. I could see the wet patches on her thong, letting me know how much she wants this, she wants me. “Let me see who owns you now.” I whispered enough for her to wear.

In a blink of an eye, I got rid of her thong, throwing it across the room. I pressed my thumb around her opening, making her suck in a deep breath while holding dearly to me.

Her p***y was red, crying to attention while Rachel whimpered under my touch. “You are so wet for me. Did you touch yourself while thinking about me?”

She nodded her but that wasn’t what I had wanted so I pressed a finger at her entrance and she yelped. “Use your words, Rachel.”

“Yes, baby. I always touch myself while thinking of you.” She moaned, squirming under my touch.

“Good.” I breathed.

I let her get used to the finger that had fill her half way before I added another finger, then the third one went in. “I don’t think I can’t hold it anymore.” She cried out.

Oh, this is the just the beginning.