The Delta's Daughter Chapter 382

MIKE

I'm pretty sure I have said it before, and I will say it again. Moon jinxed. Fucking moon jinxed, I was.

I stayed away for a few days hoping Jonda would come to her senses. Unfortunately, that wasn't the case. Instead, I was told she had growingly become more agitated and angrier. Demanding to see me.

Tala and Rhett had tried to explain to her what had happened, hoping it would jog her memory, but Jonda wasn't having any of it. She increasingly became irate throwing things and lashing out. Threatening to hurt herself if she didn't see me.

The hospital corridor was eerily quiet as I slowly threaded my way to Jonda's room. It's like the realm knew something I didn't.

I find Rhett sitting outside her room, head in his hands an aura of defeat surrounding him. "Rhett,"

He lifts his head slightly and turns it to look at me. His eyes rolled with distaste. "I don't know what to do. I have marked her, and she still loves you. She doesn't believe us."

I pinch the bridge of my nose as I draw up next to him and lay my other hand on his shoulder. "I'm sorry Rhett."

"You're sorry?" He says loudly. "You're sorry? The female carries my child yet believes it's yours, no matter what. What are you sorry about? That you royally fucked her mind up, that you stole my mate. You aren't happy with just one female Mike? That you have to have both?" His tone increased in octave as he spoke.

I understood where he was coming from. He had a right to be angry. It wasn't me that messed her mind up though.

"She doesn't even have her fucking wolf. I marked her for nothing." He hisses. His words sting, this is not Rhett. Not the calm and collected man I know so well. This is the stressed, upset and angry version of him that needed to take his frustrations out on someone. It was still no reason to speak ill of Jonda the way he did.

"It wasn't for no reason." I shake my head.

"Mike! Mike!" I hear Jonda's voice from behind the door calling out.

"Just go see her." Rhett sighs. "Maybe you will bring her some peace. All this cannot be good for the baby."

Reluctantly, I pushed the door open to find Jonda sitting up on the hospital bed, a mountain of pillows behind her.

Her hair is scraggly, her face is pale - the swirling marks that mar her body aside, that are still a hue of pink. She smiles at me, but her eyes are dull and skin loose with dehydration. Her once-perfect nails are chipped and broken.

She is a shadow of herself.

Jonda clutches her swollen belly, hidden beneath a white gown, and grins at me. Tears flood my eyes looking at her dismal state. Swinging her legs over the bed, she stands to her feet crossing the room where my feet remain planted.

"Mike, my love! I missed you!" Her voice sounds cheery, and her smile broadens but sadness lingers in her eyes. Almost empty of emotion.

She flings her arms around me and looks up at me. I meet her gaze and offer the strongest smile I can muster, which is pretty weak. "Hey, baby girl." The term of endearment doesn't hold the same meaning anymore and lacks luster. I say it out of kindness not because I still harbor the same feelings.

"I missed you. Please don't go on a mission that long again." She scolds me like a child while using a childish voice. "Anyone would think you have another woman." She giggles unexpectedly.

I frown, the tone is out of character for her. And her words sound like jealousy. Something Jonda never was.

"Sorry," I grumble.

"Aren't you going to say anything?" Her demeanor changes again, this time to playful.

"About what?" I question with confusion.

"The baby silly." She swats my chest with her frail hand. "Aren't you happy? You wanted this. We wanted this."

"Jonda…" I truly am at a loss for words. How do I explain and if I do will my words sink in?

"Don't you Jonda me, handsome. When can I get out of here? They are making more of a fuss than necessary." She huffs out.

"Soon baby, soon," I say and attempt to step out of her embrace.

"Aren't you going to give me a kiss, my love?"

Before I can respond Jonda has her arms around my neck and her lips pressed against mine. I hear a growl from outside the room and quickly peel Jonda from around my neck and off my face.

"What's wrong?" She says as I push her back at arm's length, tears fill her eyes, and her lip quivers.

Fuck.

Rhett strides into the room, his eyes dark with the mark of the Knight. He had felt that kiss. But I didn't think it was possible if he didn't have a wolf. Then I thought of Lyric and curse out loud "Fuck." Lyric had felt that kiss too.

I hadn't really explained anything to Lyric since I found out. I was too focused on us moving in together. Which hasn't happened officially yet, it's only been a few days, but I haven't spent a night away from her yet. She was not going to be happy. Hopefully, once she understood the situation, she wouldn't whack my balls off.

"Rhett has taken very good care of me in your absence." Jonda declares moving towards me again.

I take a step back and she follows. "Jonda, you need to rest." I try.

"Remember what the doctor said," Rhett interjects stepping between us. "You need to rest for the baby to be healthy."

Like a child she shuffles her feet and wrings her hands, then a light bulb goes off in her head and she turns to scramble back into the bed. She rubs her belly gently, a sweet smile gracing her face. "What will we call her?" She looks up and right at me.

Shit. I look at Rhett who clenches his fists to his side and tongues his cheek. Holding back the wrath I know he wants to unleash due to the increasing frustration. His exasperation seeps from him like a scent.

My heart actually aches for the man. When I found out Jonda had slept with someone else, the roller coaster of emotions I went through almost did me in. I can only imagine how much worse it is for him.

I shake my head at Jonda, biting my lips before I reply, "There is plenty of time to decide on names." I give Rhett a glance, pleading my apology with my eyes.

Rhett stomps from the room and I go to walk after him. "Where are you going, Mike? You just got back; won't you stay?" Jonda bats her eyelashes at me. The tone of her voice does not match the expression in her eyes.

"You need rest Jonda. I will come back soon."

"We need to get the nursery ready for our baby. You say there is time but Mike, there's so much to do and Olivia will want to be involved." Jonda says speaking of my mother.

I sigh, "Of course." I step over to the side of her bed and kiss the top of her head. "I will be back soon, rest up, yeah."

Rhett sits in the same chair as I found him, "How far along is she?" I asked him, knowing she is about three months.

"Three months. We don't know if the child will be a wolf or not." He grumbles, sounding like it is painful for him.

"Rhett… I truly am…"

"Don't give me any more sorry's Mike. My concern is for the child right now. My child." He sternly says poking at his own chest, all but beating on it.

Once back in the palace, I make my way to Lyric's suite, soon to be ours. I punch in the code and only just step over the threshold when Lyric's angry voice fills the room. "Care to tell me why my mouth tastes like vomit and shit?"

This wasn't going to be fun. "I went to see Jonda." Lyric growls, her wolf Note, coming forward. She's angry, rightfully so. "It's not like that." I begin.

Her eyebrows arched and she crossed the room with speed to stand in front of me. Her face was painted with jealousy and distrust. "You fucking…" She raises her hand, intending to slap me.

I catch her wrist and shove her back against the wall, scent the air to make sure we are alone. "I will not do this shit with you. I did not kiss her. You will let me explain before jumping to conclusions." I demand her to let me explain, my own wolf rising ready to put his mate in her place.

"Get off me!" She shouts, rousing my pissed-off mood.

'We don't cheat.' Duke growls in my head.

"Jonda is mentally unstable right now. She thinks I am her mate and that she is carrying my child." My words are harsh and forceful as I try my best to explain and convey the situation I'm facing.

Lyric narrows her eyes at me, nostril flaring. "Have I already lost you?" She seethes.

"Don't play stupid little thief, you are much smarter than that." I bark back pinning her to the wall with my body. Our faces are mere inches apart.

"Don't be coy, Beta. I can handle the truth if you don't want me anymore."

What little thread of sanity I had after dealing with Jonda snapped. There was no chance in hell I was letting her think I would ever let her go.

I grabbed her neck and pulled her forward, licking her cheek, and tasting her peachy scent. "You are mine, little thief." With that, I grabbed her wrist and drug her to the bedroom. Slamming the door behind me.

"On your knees," I command ready to dominate her and show her who makes the decisions, to prove to her that she drives me wild and crazy.

Lyric looks slightly frightened, her deep brown eyes wide and parted lips. She does as she's told despite the look she holds and sinks to her knees. "Remove your clothes."

She does, slipping out of her sweater and moving to peel her leggings off. "Underwear too." I jut my chin out daring her to defy me. "Good girl." I praise her once she is settled back on her knees.

Slowly, I undo my belt and pull it from my jeans, tossing it onto the bed for later. Then peel my shirt off without bothering with the buttons. "Undo my pants."

Lyric's fingers fumble with the button on my jeans and shakily she pulls the zipper down.

"Take me out," I order and shudder a breath when her hand snakes into my briefs and grasps my hard-as-steel cock. I pull my pants and briefs down over my hips and watch her as my cock bobs in front of her face. Her fingers lightly stroke my shaft, exploring. This was the first time she was touching me, and I was strained holding back from feeling her thick lips around my cock.

"I'm going to fuck your mouth and you're going to take it. Now open up." Lyrics' reluctancy has my fingers pinching her chin and dragging her bottom jaw down so she opens that pretty little mouth. "Stick your tongue out and taste me."

I rub the swollen head of my cock over the flat of her tongue smearing precum over it. I moan at the contact and close my eyes already feeling my balls tighten. "Open wide sweetheart," I tell her and grasp a hand full of hair.

I shove my cock in her mouth, and she gags. I withdraw a bit then slam back into her mouth. "That's it, suck it hard, take it all." I groan with pleasure as her tongue swirls around my shaft and her lips wrap around me.

I fuck her mouth hard and relentlessly, "Play with your pussy," I demand looking down at my length pumping in and out of her luscious mouth. Lyric moves a hand between her legs, and I watch as her fingers swipe through her folds, then finds her clit and she begins to rub. "Fuck sweetheart that's hot!"

She moans around my cock, the vibrations send tingles throughout me, drawing me closer to release. I pull out of her mouth not wanting to waste my seed anywhere but in her tight pussy. I drag her up and lead her to the bed, grab the belt, and make two loops, slipping them over her wrists, behind her back.

Roughly I shove her down on the bed, her face smashed into the linens and her ass in the air. Rubbing my cock through her folds coating it with her juices I trail up to her pucker hole.

Lyric flinches and I chuckle, "Not tonight but I will claim you here too." I told her in earnest.

My cock twitched at the thought of delving into her other tight hole. Unconsciously I slap my hand on her ass hard, Lyric whimpers but her pussy glistens. I do it again this time the whimper is more like a moan. "That's for running your mouth, little thief," giving her ass one more good spank for good measure. I stroked my shaft, a few good pumps, and lined up at her soaked entrance.

"You belong to me, little thief." I slam into her, gripping her bound wrists in one hand and the other grasps her hip as I begin to plow into her.

"There is no other. Only you. I will make that perfectly clear." I grunt bottoming out and Lyric writhing under me, moaning out a scream between pleasure and pain as I fuck her hard.

In seconds I have Lyric screaming out an orgasm. I grit my teeth rutting into her tightness until I find my own release.

I remove the belt from her wrist and flip her over, not giving her time to recover, and shove my still very hard cock into her again.

I mind link my father telling them to take Zane and Lizzy. Not giving them any explanation.

For the rest of the night, I ruin Lyric, consume her, and dominate her. She will never question that she is mine again.

She ends up marking me while I fuck her into submission and I don't let up even when she pleads, she can't take anymore. Marking me sent Duke into a frenzy of sexual overdrive, taking over and claiming his female over and over.

She comes with me, before me, on me, after me.

I own her completely. I prove she consumes me and is the only one for me. "There is only you Lyric. There will only ever be you." I say during round umpteen. "Fuck!" I cry out after spilling inside her again.

The room is dark, gone is the afternoon light from when we first started, And saturated with our scents of arousal. Sweat glistens off her body and rolls off mine.

"Mike," Lyric warily calls out my name. "I can't…" She shakes her head from side to side as she orgasms for the last time tonight, following me.

I'm still inside her and I'm not ashamed to say I probably could go one more round. But I don't. Instead, I pull out and look down upon my mate and the beautiful messy state she is in. My cum seeps from her glorious pussy, slathered to the inside of her thighs and it looks beautiful. Just like her.

"No more, little thief, shh," I say gently realizing I probably went too hard on her. I stroke her hair and lean down to kiss her softly.

"Why do you insist on calling me that." She says still trying to catch her breath.

"Call you what?"

"Little thief."

"Because you stole my heart," I reply laying down next to her. We should really shower, but she was exhausted, and my legs were shaking. I should probably clean her up, but I didn't want any part of me erased from her.

I lift my hand and feel where Lyric marked me, grinning to myself. We truly belonged to each other now.