The Lycan's Undesired Mate

5. HIS OWN DESIRES

★ALPHA JERICHO★

Leaving the throne room, I eagerly strutted off to my chambers. Thank goodness I have laid down the rules for Jasmine. I believed there was no way she'd disobey my rules. Because she's nothing but a lowly maid with mental issues, whom I saved because the moon goddess was cruel enough to bestow her as my mate.

On getting to my chambers, I smiled as my eyes befell the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.

Laura.

It was a pity that we weren't mates, but still, I love her to the moon and back. She would remain the only woman after my heart. Jasmine's just a shell to occupy Luna's throne. Nothing more, nothing less.

My smile was met with Laura's scornful eyes. She looked away from me out of the window. And my heart fell.

I understood that she had every reason to be mad at me. I attended a wedding only to return with another woman and decided to make her my Luna. Though Laura hadn't set her eyes on Jasmine before, I could tell that she already despised her guts.

Walking towards her, I slipped my arms around her waist and trailed soft kisses on her ear lobes. "Hey, Laura."

She shrugged me off. "Shouldn't you be with your newly wedded Luna? Why are you here?"

"Because I want you, Laura. You are the only one my heart desires, I have been telling you that for the past one month since she came in."

With a swift maneuver, I whirled her around to face me.

Her eyes narrowed at mine as she spat. "Exactly. Desires. Your f*****g desires. That's why you decided to bring her here. What about me, Jericho? Your f**k buddy? The woman who dolls herself up and sits pretty, waiting to warm your bed?"

My jaw dropped. "Is that what you think? That I merely want to use you to satisfy my desires. Alright, let me prove one thing to you. I have given her rules and regulations. You are to stay with me in my chambers and she isn't allowed to step here no matter the situation. You are allowed to walk all over her, I permit you that. Although she's the Luna. You are my jewel." I affirmed, caressing her chin and this time, she didn't push me away. Instead, she blushed.

"No matter what, Laura. You are my own desire." I asserted. "Now pushing every negativity aside, I want you to get yourself naked and climb that bed. Make yourself wet for me, because I'm going to f**k you until your legs shake, and we will never let anyone come between us."

Her lips brushed against mine, and my stomach flipped in response.

Damn! Laura knew how to satisfy me without even doing too much.

She leaned towards my ear and whispered. "I'm going to make your d**k keep twitching until you forget you're the Alpha and scream my name over the roof."

The corners of my lips curved into a smirk. "Do it."

With exuberant desires, our lips crashed against each other. She curled her fingers around the back of my neck, while her other hands massaged my bulge beneath my pants.

A soft moan emanated from the back of my throat as I slipped my tongue into her wanting mouth. f**k! Laura spun my world around with just a snap of her fingers.

Meeting her two years ago was the best thing that had ever happened to me. I remembered going on a trip to another pack. On the way, my carriage rolled past a beautiful lady in tattered clothes, running like someone was after her.

She was panting heavily. Her white flowing dress was now torn and stained with mud. She had bruises all over her skin, but that wasn't enough to taint her exquisite beauty.

At the sight of her, I was immediately enthralled. So I ordered my coachman to pull to a halt and saved her. We had a hot love-making session that same day, and since then Laura has given me the best orgasms. The best pleasure and the most alluring peace of mind no woman could ever give.

Acting like a wild dog, I ferociously slipped my hand underneath her blouse and grabbed one of her breasts. A loud moan escaped her lips as my fingers found their way through the bra and caressed her n****e.

It hardened in response, aching to be teased further. So I peeled away from the kiss and pushed her on the bed.

She crashed onto the bed, her hair scattering around beautifully like a horse's mane.

Watching as she use her fingers to massage her v****a through the fabric, I felt my tension building up.

Immediately, I unbuckled my belt and slipped out of my pants. I shoved my shirt over my head, tossing it to the ground carelessly.

Bare and hard as a rock, I climbed on top of the bed, settling into her inviting arms. She buried her fingers into my hair as I tore her blouse open, dragged down her bra, and claimed one of her n*****s in my mouth.

"f**k, Jericho!"

"Relax." I breathed with her n****e still in my mouth. "I'm the one meant to be screaming your name, not you right?"

She giggled softly then threw her head back.

Just as I was about to continue with my blissful assault, a soft knock thumped against the door.

I mentally groaned and continued without attempting to respond. But the knock resounded again.

"Who is disturbing you right now?" Laura cried out in frustration. "I hope it isn't your newlywed because I'm going to rip all her hair off."

With anger slowly taking over the pleasure in my body, I peeled myself away from Laura, cussing beneath my breath.

It better not be Jasmine, I fumed. Because if it turned out to be her, I promise to make her life a living hell. She would wish I never rescued her from that Pack.

My blood fueled in rage as I wrapped a towel around my waist and went for the door. As soon as I opened it, my Beta Marco stood at the other end with his head bowed.

"What do you want, Marco?" I asked impatiently. A part of me felt disappointed that it wasn't Jasmine because I needed someone to unleash my fury on.

"Greetings, Sire. I came to inform you that your brothers are back from their trip."