An Alpha's Favor

Chapter 9: Flying

-Hunter-

Angela was sitting in front of me, a white seatbelt making sure she was well attached to her seat. I had clicked it closed myself, giving me a chance to be so close to her I could feel the heat from her skin before I walked over to the seat in front of her, sitting down and then just watched her. She ignored me, of course, looking out of the window and crossing her arms over her chest.

I had sent Elijah a text asking him to come to England before we took off, and he had quickly responded telling me he would be there tomorrow. I couldn’t wait for him to meet Angela. Elijah and I had always had much of the same taste. Not just in females, but in many other things. I had no doubt Angela would take his breath from him as well, and thereby become part of my master plan. It was a good way to get him back to England as well and make sure he could never run again. Angela was just … something else. She had those very deep blue and sweet round eyes, that when she looked at you, you just melted from the innocence and the pureness coming from them.

Angela really had to be some other worldly being. She was magnificent, and that said something coming from me. A female had never taken my breath away, had never made me feel like the world stopped spinning, or made me want to chain them to the bed because I then could keep them safely tugged away from this brutal world.

Angela made me want to do all of that. I couldn’t even get enough of saying her name, just inside my head.

Angela …

Angela …

Angela …

It made me smile, as I chanted her name. She, on the other hand, didn’t seem very happy with this situation. Actually, her shoulders were quite drawn up, and she seemed to be taking deep breaths in order to calm herself. One of her hands had even come to rest on the armrest and was gripping it tightly … something wasn’t right … and that was when I realized …

“Not much for flying?” I asked.

She turned to look at me, her eyes slightly narrowed, but she couldn’t really focus on being angry, when she was so anxious.

“It … it is actually my first time flying, and I can’t say that I am … thrilled about it,” she told me.

By the Goddess, she was adorable, and the way she bit her lower lip nervously, shouldn’t stir such dark and carnal needs, but it did, yet it wasn’t just that she stirred. She made my protective side wake up. A side I didn’t think I could feel towards a person, but I wanted to unbuckle her seatbelt and pull her onto my lap, wrapping my arms around her and letting her find comfort in me, knowing I would never let anything hurt her.

“You will be okay,” I told her.

“How can you be so sure?” she asked.

“Because plane crashes are very uncommon. 1 in 11 million in fact.”

She seemed to calm down a little by my words, but I knew I could do so much more for her if I had her on my lap. Unfortunately, I knew she would fight me on that. She wasn’t really my biggest fan right now, and somehow, I was already starting to evolve into a gentleman, giving her her space when she clearly needed it.

Unbelievable. Less than a few hours with her, and I was already starting to become a whole other person. This little enchantress would definitely have me wrapped around her little finger in no time, and I would happily bring hell down on earth if she asked me to. I would do anything for her … sh*t, I was already like a little pup in love.

“Don’t worry. We will be there soon enough,” I said.

She just nodded, but didn’t seem a lot calmer, so I changed strategy.

“Tell me something about yourself,” I said.

She looked a little confused and then asked:

“Why?”

That made me laugh a little, before I folded my hands in front of me and leaned a little back.

“Because I want to get to know you.”

“Me?” she asked and pointed at herself.

I nodded.

“You are my mate.”

“Which you so beautifully pointed out to everyone. Did it occur to you I wanted to keep that a secret?” she asked, crossing her arms.

She was brave and strong for speaking to me in such a tone, and anyone else who did that or even tried to, would find them suddenly buried alive, making themselves an example for the rest out there trying to intimidate me.

“Love,” I said, leaning forward on the table between us. “You now have one of the most powerful males in the world willing to give up his life for you, and who will make sure nothing bad ever happens to you. You should want to shout it to the f*cking world! But if you use that tone with me again, I will bend you over this table and spank your arse, and I will make sure it hurts.”

Her mouth went wide open, and she completely lost her defensive stand, her arms falling down and her eyes growing big. The sight made me smile, as I leaned back again and watched her. She slowly gathered herself, and brushed some of her hair behind her ear, coughing a little. Did the idea appeal to her? I wondered, but then she narrowed her eyes, straightened her back and made sure I knew how “offended” she felt.

“You do that, and my brother will break you in half!” she told me.

I couldn’t help the small chuckle leaving me. Playing the big brother card? I knew it had to come at some point, but Angela had to realize it was not her brother she should run to anymore. I was her mate. I was the one protecting her, and I always would be.

I might be a sadist, and I liked to play with people and their lives, watching them slowly burn, because I could, but not with Angela. I might tell her I would spank her and that it would hurt, but I would never actually hurt her. I would make sure whatever I did to her, she would find enjoyment in as well. She was already all I could think about, and how I could please her and how she would please me. I couldn’t wait to get back to the castle with her, making sure she was all settled in, in my room.

“Your brother isn’t coming for you,” I said.

“Of course, he is,” she said and pulled out her phone. “All I have to do is call him.”

I looked at the phone, and she looked so very proud, before I, in a quick movement, snatched it from her and put it in an inner pocket in my jacket.

“Hey! Give that back!” she told me, trying to jump from her seat but forgetting all about the seatbelt around her.

She unbuckled it and got up from her seat, which I didn’t like.

“Sit down,” I told her.

She didn’t listen and walked over to me, standing on my right and holding out her hand.

“Hunter, give it back,” she said.

I looked away from her, shaking my head. She sighed annoyed, and then took a small step closer, which was where I decided to pounce and grabbed her by the waist, pulling her onto my lap. She gasped, shocked and started to thrash around. I had not yet wrapped my arms all the way around her, and her elbow connected with my chin, making me groan, as she had used quite a lot of power. She instantly went still, and then surprised me when she looked at me concerned.

“Oh sh*t! Are you okay?” she asked, forgetting all about being mad at me.

I was so shocked at her question and could only stare at this marvelous creature in my arms, who just proved to me how deep her kindness went. Even if she thought me to be the arsehole, she still felt bad for hitting me in the face with her elbow. She was just … the most beautiful person on this ugly earth, wasn’t she? For the first time, I felt that thing in my chest beat faster, and all because of her and the way she looked at me with concern. No one had ever … cared before. Sadly, it didn’t last long as she remembered why she had even ended up elbowing me in the face, and her eyes got a little harder, but I could see she was pretending and trying to force herself not to feel bad, because, in a way, I had asked for it.

“I mean … you … deserve it,” she said halfheartedly.

I wrapped one of my arms even tighter around her, pulling her closer. She moved her upper body a little away, trying to make some space, but it just gave me even better access, as I brushed her long blond hair away, so her creamy white neck was exposed to me. I leaned down and just hovered an inch over her skin, as I took in a deep breath, feeling my head spin from her sweet scent, and my c*ck straining painfully against the zipper in my pants. It was now torture having her on my lap because I knew I could just turn her around, yank down her pants before freeing my c*ck and have her ride me right there, even if my men were sitting a little further behind. Goddess no! No one else but me could see her like that. Only me. I was already getting damn possessive over her, and I loved it. It just fed something deep inside of me. Real caveman instincts. F*cking sh*t.

“You smell so good,” I whispered against her skin.

I felt her shiver against me. Good, she wasn’t completely unaffected, I saw, and the sweetness of her jasmine scent even got a little stronger. I leaned a little closer, finding some bare skin that her white shirt didn’t cover, on her neck and placed a kiss right over her racing pulse. This time she jumped a little in my arms and turned her head to look at me as I moved back.

“So beautiful,” I murmured, as I brushed some of her long blond hair away.

It kept falling into her eyes, so long it was, and it felt like the softest silk, while having a stunning golden color. I was already getting obsessed over it.

“W-Why are you looking at me like that?”

She really was very innocent, wasn’t she? I knew that with a brother like hers, and a crazy father, she had to have been very protected her whole life. Had she ever been touched before? Had she even been so close to a male like this that wasn’t family, before?

“Because I want to mark you right here and right now,” I said, leaning even closer, so my lips hovered over hers, and our breaths mixed. “I want you more than I have ever wanted anything.”

“Y-You do?”

I nodded, and then I saw her move just a little bit closer. Her eyes went to my lips, while she licked her own, probably without really noticing.

“Have you ever been kissed before, Angela?”

She didn’t answer at first, her eyes still on my lips, as she slowly shook her head. By the Goddess, she was killing me, looking at me with so much curiosity and want at the same time.

Mmmm … I could already taste her, I thought as I moved closer, and then … a ding sound broke the moment. She looked over her shoulder where the clear image of a seatbelt appeared, telling us it was time to stay in our seats until we landed.

Dammit!

I reluctantly let her go, and she stumbled slightly over to her seat, with those very pink cheeks, and her eyes completely avoiding mine, as she buckled her seatbelt. It was the best thing I had ever seen, and I wished I could pause this moment and put it on repeat. I smiled as I watched her again, happy to see how affected she was, and she had clearly also forgotten all about the phone.

Good, because she wasn’t f*cking going anywhere.