Rejected Their Broken Luna Chapter 205: Chap-205*The Perfect Orga*m*

Cynthia Dion:

No!" I shook my head. He sighed, but then I added, "He will find me." I finished, and his mood changed again. He was staring at my face with so much tiredness that I could tell he was warning me not to annoy him.

"And you know what? I don’t even want him to be an Alpha or Beta. They are not fun. I will be happy with a Gamma or an Omega," I continued to tease him. He rolled his eyes and let out a deep sigh.

"I am very sleepy," he commented.

"But I am not done yet. I want to talk about my mate and what I want to do when I find him." It was so fun annoying him. He looked very cute with that angry pout on his lips.

"Cynthia! If you are so keen on talking about your so-called future mate, close your eyes and talk about him all you want in your dreams," he blurted out, closing his eyes tightly.

I was smiling while he was just silently lying there, and then he let out a scoff, probably still angry at what he had heard from me.

"You know, I feel li---," I started talking again because I wasn’t done teasing him when he opened his eyes and stared at me for a moment before he heard me say the most outrageous thing, "I don’t know, but I feel like he will be very good in bed; without even using his dick, he will be able to give me an orgasm." I knew I had crossed my limit when he got up from his sleeping position and growled.

"Really? How about I show you how good your current mate is in bed?" As he said that, he aggressively pulled closer until he crawled on top of me. My heart raced in my chest while he covered his back with a blanket. It was so weird being under him. It was happening in such silence that every gasp heaving across my lips was louder than anything.

"Now! Not very talkative anymore, eh?" That smirk he passed was a sign that he had won this battle.

I didn’t even want him to get off me, and he understood it.

I felt his hand gently being rubbed against my pussy from over my panty and my body twitched.

"Ah!" My lips let out a moan when he buried his face in my neck and planted little kisses, making me close my eyes and stretch my neck back.

He slid his finger inside my panties. His hand came into direct contact with my vagina this time. As he rubbed me to heaven, I moaned and held him closer. With his eyes still looking into mine, he made sure he gulps before his finger slips into my pussy. The hardness of his finger and the dryness inside my pussy made me yelp and bite my bottom lip.

It hurt so much but at the same time, I wanted to feel more of it. I closed my eyes when he twisted his finger inside me, colliding with the walls. The wetness from my pussy made it easy for his finger to slide in and come out.

With every thrust of his finger into my hole, I gasped and urged for more, after minutes of teasing me, he increased the speed.

“Ah! Atticus!” his name left my lips in a loud scream as I orgasmed hard on his hand, breathing profusely and hysterically.

After he gave me an orgasm, we fell asleep in each other’s arms. We woke up to Maleeka knocking on our doors hysterically.

"Oh, God!" Atticus whispered, raising his face from my chest in worry. He got off me and rushed to grab a shirt to wear. I followed him and reached the door, where I was welcomed by a distorted image of Maleeka.

She looked hysterical; her eyes were red from crying, and her face was puffy.

She had her hair messy and was still in her nightgown.

"Maleeka, what happened?" Atticus panicked, watching his sister in such a condition. She started bawling when she looked at him.

"He left me," she mumbled, covering her face in her hands immediately to cry into her palms.

We didn’t have to ask who she was talking about; it was pretty clear she was upset about something Mr. Holt had done.

"He left?" Atticus asked; his voice was still drowsy, but he was definitely concerned for his sister’s health.

"He did; he left me," she burst into tears once again. I felt bad for her.

She was a victim of everyone and had no clue who her true abuser was.

"I don’t understand. Where did he leave for?" Atticus grabbed her arms to walk her inside and sit her down while I rushed to the kitchen to get her water.

I didn’t like seeing her in such misery. Nobody deserves to go through what she was dealing with at the hands of her cunning mate.

Once I had come back, I stayed behind and gave the water glass to Atticus. He had sat her down on the bed and given her water so that she would calm down before he asked her anything.

"Maleeka! Please calm down. If not for yourself, then do it for your child," Atticus held her hand while she was sobbing and hiccupping.

Once she started to calm down a bit, Atticus began his questioning. Even I was curious to know how the man who was such a leech in our lives just up and left.

"Now tell me what happened and where he went," Atticus said in his calm tone. I was fearing she would shout at me, but her condition was so bad that she wasn’t even focusing on anything else.

"He--- he called me last night. I was shoc---ked but then I thought maybe he wanted to speak to me since we can’t be in t---he same room," she stated, talking through sobs. "He told me that he cannot live with the humiliation of everybody calling hi---m names and accusing him of stuff when he is just innocent. He said, sin--ce you all think he is after status and money, he will leave," she finished and filled her face in her hands to cry, "My mate left me, Atticus; my child will no longer have a father," she started sobbing, and Atticus turned around to watch my face.

I looked disappointed because, after all he had put me through, he just ran away.

"Okay! Calm down. I’ll try calling him and see what he says," Atticus got up from the bed and picked up his phone to call Mr. Holt.

Maleeka was not in good condition, so we needed to keep Mr. Holt around just until she gave birth.

She has already lost her child many times, so this might be the last time she can conceive.

As Atticus walked out of the room to call him, I stayed behind with her.

I wanted to comfort her, but I had no clue how to do it.