Scorned Alpha - Burgov Series IV

4. Ellie

They say you can't eat a cookie and have a cookie at the same time. Well, in my case, it turned out you might, if you get the two most delicious cookies ever. And Maddox is just that, a delicious desert I can't get away from. He's handsome, well-built and, as far as I noticed, more than compatible with me. With the appearance of an exemplary citizen, but with a knack for mischief. And boy, can he kiss… Yes, he will complete my already pretty great life perfectly.

All the way down he couldn't get his hands away from me, and I would never admit it out loud, but I loved it. His big, strong hands firmly held my hips, as if he was afraid I would run away. But I'm not gonna.

When we reached the bottom of the stairs and, with that, the big hall with just a lit arena in the middle, I turned around to face him, and shrugged off my jacket. His bright eyes darkened as he zeroed on my cleavage. It seems we also think alike.

He was on me in a heartbeat, pushing my top up with one hand and fidgeting with my zipper with the other, while he was walking me backwards to the ring. His hungry lips were everywhere, tasting my tongue, jaw, neck and I couldn't help the needy moan that escaped me.

"f**k, you're amazing." - he said before nibbling on my freshly exposed collar bone.

Maddox took my top off all the way and threw it somewhere on the floor and a second later my back collided with the arena's grating. My hands managed to take off his hoodie, then wander under his t-shirt tracing his well-defined abs. I landed myself a good one. He lowered my jeans together with my underwear all the way to my knees and sat me on a makeshift stage the cage was placed on. I was so hot and bothered from our making out and anticipation of the first time with my mate that I was dripping wet.

I watched with hooded eyes how he took off his shirt, then lowered his fly, revealing a profound bulge underneath.

"You're everything I ever wanted." - he said, watching me so intently that his gaze alone could bring me to the edge.

"Glad to hear it." - I smirked - "Now come here and give us what we both need." - I said, spreading my legs wider.

His eyes zeroed on my p***y, and as if he heard a siren's call, he released his hard c**k from the restraints of his briefs and pumped it a few times, spreading glistening pre-c*m all over it.

I bit my lips admiring him. Good size, very promising girth, if he knows how to use this marvelous tool mother nature equipped him with, I'm gonna be on cloud nine in no time.

But he was taking his sweet time and while ogling my body, leaving me hanging, and I was never known for my patience. It took just a few seconds of my own hand tracing the wetness between my folds, before Maddox snapped out of his trance and crossed the distance between us at the pace of predator on a hunt. He stopped between my legs, slid my ass closer to the edge and at the same time impaled me on his hard c**k.

I yelped in surprise, because it happened so fast, but the sound of surprise turned into a full-blown moan when he started thrusting, because that's when the real magic started.

His c**k was like the best s*x toy designed to bring me pleasure with every curve. He reached places I hadn't even known could be reached. And the way he moved… Well, he definitely likes it rough. With his every move, we were balancing on that thin line between pain and pleasure. A perfect place to be when you need to quench that burning desire.

"Ox" - I moaned and the one-syllable word left my mouth more like a gasp because of not enough oxygen in my lungs. This man was leaving me breathless.

In response, he smiled and tenderly kissed my lips. The gesture was sweet but so completely opposite from his relentless slamming into me. It was perfect, a little bit sweet and a little bit spicy. My favorite flavor.

When Maddox broke the kiss he smirked and his amazing bright eyes shone with mischief. Then he pulled out of me, and when I was about to protest, he swiftly got me off the makeshift stage, and turned me around, entering me from behind. I had to hook my fingers through the grating's holes to not fall on it face first. But even despite that, I could appreciate Maddox's knack for this position, because this man knew exactly what to do to make me scream his name.

With his hands steadying my hips and intense, deep thrusts, I felt like falling apart right here, right now. I had a few s****l adventures on my account, but it never came even close to feeling like this.

My body was responding to him on a metaphysical level, caging his d**k between my clenching walls, as if he was never supposed to leave my p***y. I wouldn't mind that actually. But the harbingers of my o****m were undeniable, and we both knew nothing could stop it. This time wasn't about prolonging the fun, but about giving vent to the fantasy of mating with your other half for the first time.

I reached the peak that went through my body like an avalanche as soon as he started playing with my clit. It was like switching the on button and he used it in a perfect moment, as if he knew my body for more than a few minutes. Ox followed me a few thrusts after finally stilling inside me.

"That was…"

"Brilliant?" - I finished for him.

"Yeah." - he chuckled, placing a kiss on my neck. - "I can't wait for you to meet my family and see the Night Walkers." - he said with another kiss.

"Well, you met most of my family tonight, so we have the first introduction crossed out." - I giggled.

"You guys are all related?" - he asked as if it was a surprise, and I guess the darker hair and complexion that my VanWoert cousins have can be misleading.

"Yes. I don't share blood with only the two of them, but that doesn't matter, they are my family just as much."

"It must be nice. For me it's just my sister and I, the others are just friends." - I hummed in acknowledgement, because he was in the middle of tracing patterns with his tongue on my skin. - "Are you gonna miss them once you move out?"

His question came like a sledgehammer to my head and I immediately started feeling trapped with my upper body still pressed to the grating and his semi-hard c**k still buried in me.

"Why would I move out?" - I asked carefully.

"To be my Luna, of course. But don't worry, we still have some time for ourselves before that, so we will make the transition as easy for you as possible."

He said it so lightly, so matter-of-factly, that I needed a minute to remind myself when I had agreed to that?

That's right, I didn't! So the bastard assumed that one look, one kiss and one amazing banging were giving him the right to manage my life and decide for me. But for me it wasn't that certain. Hell, no one's crafting my life for me, and I'm not about to give that right away now.

He might be a future Alpha, but I have a function to take over too. And I don't want to brag, but becoming a Gamma is just as important, if not more, as becoming an Alpha. True born Gammas are rare, just look at my family… in my generation alone we have six Alphas and just three Gammas. I'm not going to give up the right to have a career and become successful in the field nature so generously equipped me for, to arrange flowers in his home. That's not me.

"Ox, I'm not sure where that came from, but I will be the Gamma of my Pack, not the Luna in another."

His body stiffened behind me, and his hands held me even firmer in place.

"A Gamma? I thought you were Alpha's daughter?"

"I'm actually Alpha's niece and pure-blooded Gamma. But even if I were an Alpha, I would still be the eldest one, so my duty would be in the Harvest Moon. But you can always move into my pack." - I offered, but the ironic chuckle that escaped his throat made me realize that wasn't an option in his mind.

"You have two brothers, one of them can take over." - he said, as if it was already decided. Like hell it was.

"And you said you have a sister, why can't she become an Alpha?" - I asked back.

"That's… I won't give up my birth right." - he said sternly.

"But you expect me to give up mine?" - he didn't say anything - "That's what I thought." - I said, trying to wiggle myself out of his hold, but his hands remained in place at this point painfully digging into my flesh. - "Ox, let me go."

"No!" - he said with a menacing growl, and then I heard the snapping sound that I knew all too well was the sound of his facial bones rearranging themselves to make space for elongated canines.

The bastard was going to mark me.

I started thrashing in his hold trying to prevent it from happening. Obviously, the man who even thinks about making decisions for me isn't the man I should link myself to.

I felt his sharp teeth on my skin and it was enough. I threw my head back with all the force I could muster and I heard something cracking - probably his nose - and then him cussing. But he was distracted enough to grant me freedom.

I jumped away from him, pulled my pants back up and started running towards the stairs, on the way lifting my jacket from the floor and throwing it on, trying to cover my bra. Unfortunately, my top must be somewhere between benches and I don't have time to look for it. Maddox can get his focus any second now and I won't let him surprise me again. I know I'm not strong enough to win against Alpha wolf, but at least I'm fast.

I ran up the stairs faster than ever in my life and reached the bar in no time. The first to notice me, the state of my clothing and most likely my face, was Orson, who was dancing with two she-wolves close by. When our eyes locked, the playful smile fell off his face and he immediately was by my side.

"What happened?"

"We're leaving. Now!"

He only needed those words from me to know I wasn't f*****g with him and the situation went somewhat south. Besides, he knew me well enough to know that if I lost my cool it's because something pretty shitty had happened and we needed to scram and talk later.

His eyes immediately fogged from mind-linking, and soon after, he took my hand, dragging me towards the exit. It took a mere seconds before all nine of us were on the street outside jumping back into the cars.

"Dean, Boris, take the girls straight to the house I've rented. We will stay back and mislead anyone who would try following you." - Sean ordered his brother, who nodded, immediately took the keys from Liana and shoved her to the back seat together with Boris.

I jumped into the front passenger seat and was secretly glad it was Dean driving, not Uliana. With her Granny's skills behind the wheel, Maddox would have no problem finding me, and seeing his face was the last thing I wanted at that point.

I still can't believe what he tried to do. What is wrong with all men? Don't they know how to talk and compromise? I think there isn't a situation we couldn't get out of, but he wasn't even going to talk it out. He just thought that things would go his way, period. But he obviously knew me too little to know I would never agree on it.

We made it to the house Sean rented in silence and if the situation was different I would probably appreciate more what a great party location my cousin had chosen. The house was the only building in a woodsy area with the lake in the back and its own deck. We would have the night of our lives here, but instead my moron mate ruined the mood.

"Okay, can we now talk about what the hell happened?" - Liana asked when the four of us got inside and Dean lit up all the lights, while Boris was carrying our overnight bags.

"Wait for our brothers to get here." - Dean answered her in my stead and I was somehow grateful to have a moment longer to collect my thoughts.

I went to the patio glass door and watched the lake by night, illuminated by too many little lamps to count. It looked perfect. This whole night would have been perfect if it wasn't for the attempt of forceful marking.

I still can't believe he would do that. How wrong was I about him?!

"Here you go, you look like you could use that." - Dean said, handing me a tall glass filled to the brim with, judging from its smell, a very strong drink.

I welcomed mixed tastes of cranberries and vodka with a pleased hum, downing the entire thing in one gulp and handing the glass back to Dean. He was the best future Alpha in the world, because in a heartbeat he came back with the refill and then another one, until my nerves started calming down.

Probably a half an hour after us, and the first bottle of vodka already emptied, the rest of the guys showed up looking all tense and ready for the murder.

"Was he following you?" - asked Dean.

"No. But we drove around just in case." - Sean said to his brother and then came over to the couch I was sitting on and took a spot next to me, looking at me as if I were the same five-year-old he was driving on the handlebar of his bike and who fell off scratching profoundly both her knees. - "What happened, Ellie?"

I glanced around the room at the rest who all took place on the first available surface close to us and were watching me with worry and determination. I didn't want to include everyone in the details, but I know they deserve at least some explanation.

"We had a disagreement. I don't know if you know that, but he's an Alpha and he thought it was obvious I would become his Luna." - I said, looking down.

"We know." - Sean said. - "I tried my aura on him as soon as he came over."

I looked at him quizzically, but I shouldn't even be surprised. Sean was a true born protector and, out of us all, he was the one who liked to always have all the bases covered, so it's only fair he would start gathering intel about the outsider to our group.

Orson came over with two new bottles of liquor and started distributing drinks to everyone, at which Sean raised his brow.

"What?! It's still her birthday party. Besides, we all look like we could use it." - Orson explained himself, and the second one reluctantly nodded.

"Okay, so what happened next? A difference of opinions on your future isn't enough to make you run out of there like you committed some crime." - Sean asked, turning back to me.

Damn, here comes the hard part.

"Well, when I told him I wasn't going to become Luna, but he was welcome to move in with me into Harvest Moon, he lost it. He tried to mark me, so I headbutted him."

"That's my girl!" - Nicky said happily, raising his glass.

"Oh my Goddess, Ellie…" - gasped Liana, who's sight started getting blurry from the amount of drinks the guys served us - "You must report him!"

"And tell the League what?! That she found her mate at the illegal supernatural fight, while drinking with the minors, which most of us actually are?" - Dean asked.

"That's a fair point." - nodded Sean - "We could get into trouble over it, but not as big as he would. Forceful claiming of a ranked female is a felony, enough for all three of our packs to declare war on him."

"That's a bit extreme, don't you think?" - Orson asked - "After all the dude tried, but thankfully for us, little Ellie is a fierce fighter." - my cousin said, smiling approvingly at me.

But Sean seemed not to be listening to him, too preoccupied with watching me. He brushed my hair from one shoulder and peeled back the collar of the jacket I was still covering myself with. And after that, he inspected another side.

"There's a mark. He pierced her skin." - Sean said sternly and I felt as if my blood froze in my veins.

I jumped on my feet and ran to the nearest bathroom, looking for a mirror I could see myself in. And sure enough, when I got there I had two puncture wounds on my right side, but they were so tiny and definitely not as deep as the other marks I'd seen.

Well, f**k, that's a relief. At least he didn't do that right.

"Do you feel anything?" - Sean asked, appearing in the doorway behind my back.

I thought about it for a second and shrugged.

"Not really. The mark is probably too shallow."

He nodded but didn't look entirely convinced.

"We will watch if it heals." - I accepted with a slow nod, resting my hands on the sink. - "What do you want to do with him, Ells?"

I glanced at my cousin through the mirror and thought about it for a second.

Was I pissed?

Yes, I was. No man should feel entitled enough to take from a woman more than she's ready to offer.

Do I want to punish him?

I might, but there is a possibility he panicked and overreacted. I can relate to that, it happened to me too a few times.

But what exactly do I want to do with him?

Work it out if he comes to me and grovels hard enough. But for now…

"Forget this night ever happened." - I said finally.