Born For The Alpha

Chapter 19:In The Alpha's Bedroom-3

In the multitude of Arda’s troubling thoughts of escape, her gaze was cast down to the floor and she

didn’t know until she felt his finger lifting her chin.

Again, his movement had been swift, sudden and silent. Her breath came up sharply as she was forced

to meet his intense gaze. Who was she kidding? She would never get used to his unpredictable moves.

“Please.” She said breathlessly. “Will you move normally around me?”

“What is normal?”

“Like a normal person.” Arda said. She didn’t know how else to say it but she knew that he understood

what she meant. He was just being difficult.

“What is normal?” He repeated. “By whose standard is normalcy defined?”

“You know, like me. Like...like human.”

“A spade is not a shovel and a lion is not a cat. I am not completely human. I am a werewolf vampire.

Get used to my movement.”

In a flash, he was at the door, his hand on the knob. Arda’s breath caught in her throat and a small

gasp escaped her lips.

“Get used to it, Arda.” He said dismissively and started to open the door but paused at her next words.

“Please...when will you free Karina?”

His eyes returned to hers. “I don’t know.”

“Please, she took care of me. She always has. You need to forgive her.”

“You can make a plea, Arda.” He said simply. “But don’t tell me what I need to do.”

“I’m sorry.” Arda responded apologetically. She wanted Karina freed and she knew she would not

succeed by arguing with him. “I will learn to choose my words carefully.” She added with an

exaggerated tone of humility mixed with sarcasm that she hoped he didn’t notice.

Arda gasped as she found herself held against the wall, his body, keeping her against it, his eyes glued

to hers.

“Do not patronize me.” He said and just as quickly as he had moved her body, he was back at the door.

She stood there against the wall, her chest heaving and her eyes, wide with alarm.

“Karina will be free in due time.” He said noncommittally. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“When?”

“I said in due time and I don’t like to repeat myself.”

Arda’s face fell.

“Freshen up and get ready for bed. There are things you can munch on in the fridge if you’re hungry.

Help yourself.”

“Thanks.” She mumbled grudgingly. Then she raised her voice to ask a question that suddenly started

to bother her. “Where will you sleep?”

He noticed the panic in her voice. It was sort of amusing.

“Where do you want me to sleep?”

Arda was afraid to sleep on the same bed with him and he knew it. His lips broke into a slight grin

which softened his handsome features. “Where do you want me to sleep, Arda?” He taunted and she

remained silent, afraid of voicing her fears.

“Relax, Arda.” He said plainly. “I won’t be mating you tonight.”

He hated the sigh of relief that escaped her lips. She should be begging for his touch, not dreading it.

But that was issue for another day.

“Goodnight, Arda. The room is yours for tonight.”

“Thanks.” She was so relieved it was the first time she was genuinely being grateful to him.

“Hmn. You’re welcome. Oh and Arda?”

Her gaze concentrated on his.

“With your mark, what makes you think that you’re completely human?”

Arda was speechless and watched him exit the bedroom normally. It helped to temper her shock at his

last words which she knew wasn’t farfetched.

***

When he shut the door behind him, Arda felt exhaustion taking over her body. She had to sleep. Thank

God, she was already in her pajamas before she was whisked away or she would have been looking

for what to wear right now.

That tyrant had not bothered to discuss such basic comfort with her. What will she wear tomorrow?

Arda didn’t let the thought linger. Tomorrow would take care of itself.

She walked over to the bed and climbed onto it. Then she lay herself down on it and propped her head

on a pillow.

The first thing she observed was how comfortable the bed was. She had thought all beds were beds

but now, she knew differently.

She had never slept in such a huge bed before. It felt like the mattress was massaging her body.

Arda knew it won’t take her long to fall asleep. She pulled the covers over her body and shut her eyes.

Truly, it didn’t take long before her tired eyes gave up and she drifted into oblivion.

When Arda woke up, it was to the feel of being touched intimately. The Alpha was surrounding her

body on the bed. She was lying faced up and he was on his knees, bent over her, his lips nuzzling the

side of her neck.

Somehow, he had taken off her pajamas pants and it was lying beside her on the bed.

Arda’s eyes went wide with alarm. At first, she liked the sensation of his lips on her skin but she fought

it off.

“What...what are you doing?” She asked, struggling beneath him but somehow, he held her immobile

down on the bed.

“Shh. Don’t struggle.” He whispered roughly. “Let me have my way with you.”

“No. Please no.” She protested weakly, her voice tremulous.

He put one finger across her protesting lips.

“Shh.” He said and immediately flipped her over onto her stomach. Arda tried to push him off her body

but he held her down. “Don’t struggle, Arda and you will actually enjoy this.”

“You said you won’t touch me tonight.” She reminded him. Her voice was shaking so much. She was

frightened.

“I changed my mind.” He replied, his voice, low and gruff and before she could react, he was trapping

her wrists in one hand, his other hand on the waistband of her panties.

“Please.” She pleaded, her heart beating so fast in her fear which was escalating with every second.

“Please, what?” his voice was a seductive rough whisper. His hand slipped between her legs and she

shuddered as he pressed a finger on the thin flimsy lace material covering her sex.

“Please, don’t do this.” She said shakily and sucked in a sharp breath as he began rubbing her sex

through her panties. Arda bit her lower lip as a moan escaped her but she couldn’t decide if she was

moaning with pleasure, pain, hate or love.

Is this how easily she would go down? She asked herself. No way, she decided and renewed her

struggles but he was much too powerful and she could barely move a limb. His body surrounded hers,

dominating her. “Alpha, please?” she pleaded again and felt his breath, hot upon her neck, his mouth at

her ear.

“I can feel your wetness through your panties.” He whispered against her ear. “It tells me that you’re

ready to be taken.”

“No, please.” She cried and felt him shifting her panties aside. “Alpha, please.” She begged and felt his

finger caressing her clit softly. Arda couldn’t understand why she was wet. She didn’t want him. What

was going on? “Please stop.” Her voice came out weaker than expected and she forced some strength

into it as she attempted another plea. “Stop, please.”

She was starting to lose the fight. It felt like he was igniting lustful feelings that had stayed caged for too

long and were dying to be released. The more he rubbed her intimately and planted kisses on the side

of her neck, the more the feelings seemed to surge and threaten to burst.

“Your body is saying otherwise.” He responded as mercilessly, he slowly continued his caress on her

pleasure knob. “I can make you climax.” He said. “All you have to do is say yes.”

“Ah.” she moaned.

“What did you say?” His voice was low and suggestive at her ear like an experienced tempter.

“No, please…” Arda began and cried out as she felt the material of her panties tear with a sharp tug

from his hand. Shame and fear, overwhelmed her as he inhaled the material.

“You smell so good. I should taste that garden of yours.”

“Alpha…”

“Yes?” he taunted and tossed her torn panties aside on the bed. Then she heard him fumbling with his

trousers and knew that he was releasing his hardness.

“Let me go, please.”

He pushed her legs apart with his knee.

“Please, let me go.”

“Let you go to cloud nine? Your wish is my command.” He said and kneed her legs further apart.

“No.” she said as he started humping her from behind without entering her. His long shaft was rigid, the

girth thick and fabulous. It jutted out proudly and rubbed her wet sex as obscenely, he seduced her with

it, never attempting to penetrate her wet folds.

He lifted her butt and it was so fast she found herself on all fours before she could comprehend that he

had just moved. He was already behind her, shrouding her body with his. “God, please no.”

Arda’s eyes were wet with tears and she knew she had given up.

“Not like this, please. I’m a virgin. You can’t take me like this like I’ve done this before.”

“I know.” He whispered gruffly in her ear. “But this is exactly how I want you and I want you now. Brace

yourself.”

He pushed himself forward, his shaft tearing through her innocence and Arda screamed to her wake,

glad it was a dream. She sat up on the bed, panting and her decision to run away was reaffirmed. She

was not waiting around to see the dream manifested.