Sold by my Alpha, bought by my Mate Chapter 80: From every angle

Mildred

As I take a bath, I think about Balo and I really wish things could be different.

But every time I remember my dreams... I understand that there is no more chance: this fight is no longer just about who will be my mate, but a fight to the death.

When I leave the room, he's already waiting for me, shirtless and wearing tight-fitting sweatpants. I have to stop myself from gasping at the sight of him.

I approach him nervously, wearing only one of his t-shirts that fits like a dress, while he seems to devour me with his eyes. I still don't understand what he sees in me... I'm just a simple girl.

"I'm here, as promised…," I tell him, and he moves closer to me, running his thumb over my lips as I sigh.

"We don't like seeing you with someone else, less him..." he says, and his wolf seems to be talking at the same time.

"I know...I didn't mean to make you feel bad," I say, swallowing hard.

"Especially after what he put you through.... do you know how long we watched you unconscious? How much we cried because we couldn't do anything for you?" he says, nuzzling my neck, and I feel guilty.

"You did so much...I'm okay because you were there with me," I tell him, and he strokes my cheekbones.

"You're going to do what I say... you're going to do what me and Cormac want," he says huskily, and I feel my heart leap.

He moves in to kiss me, and it's a desperate, possessive kiss that takes my breath away. I stand on my tiptoes, stroking his hair as he runs his hands down his shirt, then reaches my thighs and works his way up my legs to my ass.

"No underwear? Really?" he asks as he suddenly stops. He looks at me surprised.

"I didn't think that would be necessary..." I say and hear him click his tongue.

"Goddess damn it! Mate... the Moon Goddess seems to have been created just for the purpose of ruining me..." he says, growling.

I don't know what he's planning, but if it's like everything before, I'm sure I'll like it. But the mystery and the situation makes me alert.

"Kneel on the bed," he whispers to me, and I do.

He leans down and starts kissing my neck, my lips, stroking my hair. One of his hands goes down the neckline of my t-shirt, which comes off one of my shoulders and exposes my skin, then he touches my breasts with his thumbs above the fabric and I moan.

I feel building up an anticipation and expectation...and it's already accumulating, like a great energy in the center of my stomach that will wreak havoc when it explodes.

Suddenly, he turns away from me and stares at me as if deciding what to do next. I don't understand, I want him close.

"Spread your legs a little wider..." he says, and I do, still kneeling on the edge of the bed, his t-shirt still covering almost my knees.

"Pull up the edge of the t-shirt, I want to see more of your legs," he says, and my feet tremble, I do as he says again and pull up more.

"More, more..." he says, and my breathing becomes more agitated.

I feel the air down there... and how he must already be starting to see my center. Asher is standing again, just watching me, making no move to come closer to touch me. And I just want his hands on me.

"Cormac loves to have you like this... open... doing what we want," he says and I feel a shiver.

"You're trembling... is it fear? You know I would never hurt you..." he says and I shake my head and he smiles.

"Is it because you want me close, my mate?" he asks purring, and I have to nod, what else I can do? I need him.

He takes steps towards me as I look at his beautiful chest, I want to touch him, but I'm still holding my shirt over my hips, my hands shaking.

"You have made me do and feel the most unthinkable things in the world..." he says and when he touches my stomach I gasp.

The feeling is so blissful and wonderful...to feel his hands on me again. He strokes the whole area, touching my groin, the tip of his finger slightly caressing there... but not exactly where I want him to be.

"Asher..." I say in a weak voice.

"Shhhh... we'll get there, mate. First, I want to see you in all your glory," he says, taking the edge of my shirt and pulling it over my head.

Then he takes another step back to look at me, crouching down and bending over as if he wants to see me from every angle.

"Damn...you're beautiful," he says, running his fingertips down my neck, between my breasts, down my ribs, down my thighs until he stops at my chest, massaging gently, and I throw my head back moaning.

"Is this supposed to be punishment or...?" I ask moaning and he grunts. Because if this was punishment... I liked it too much, I was beginning to think there was a problem with me.

"I would never punish you..." he says, and when his fingers are finally in my folds I cry out.

I feel so exposed and open, and his movements are so subtle that I feel like I'm going to die of passion here.

"Asher... Ash..." I say desperately as I grab his chest and begin to touch him.

His breathing accelerates, his exploration of my center becomes more thorough, and when his fingers are already inside me, I lose my mind. All the anticipation had driven me crazy and now I was crying out in despair.

"You're so soft... so small and sweet..." he whispers in my ear.

As my legs began to shake and my climax hit me, he kissed my neck, placed his hands on my ass and began to rub his crotch against me. The sensation was not going away, it was increasing.

I held on to him as tight as I could, closing my eyes as the sensation hit me for the second time and the world disappeared. I felt that I was on the bed, and he was on top of me, he kept moving, I felt his hardness against my body.

I couldn't breathe...I felt like I was in another world and when he grunted with a cry I slowly came back to the earthly world. He came closer to kiss me and continued to caress me.

I still couldn't believe that all of this was not mating. I knew he had to be inside me for that, but all of this felt so real, so intimate.

It seemed like we were done, but he kept touching me, kissing all over my body, running his hands all over my skin, my feet, my arms, kissing and sucking my breasts... as if nothing was enough.

"Now you'll smell like me for a long time..." he whispers in my ear as I fall into a delicious sleep.