Page 30 of Alpha's Revenge Luna

“Yes and no. I don’t force them. But after I killed their Alpha, I was in a bad way.

I was dying. Kyrio realized what I was and gave me his blood to heal me, but I was full of poison.

This place was heavily guarded when I came across it.

I killed the guards only to be met by their Alpha.

He nearly killed me; I’d be dead if he hadn’t given me his blood. ”

“Why did you come here?”

“I stumbled across the place and heard screaming. But I wasn’t expecting to stumble across a group of men raping Anastasia; it sickened me.

I staked the place out to see how many were here and figured I stumbled upon some trafficking ring.

The other rogues were too scared when I returned to the rogue commune.

They refused to help. Most had loved ones taken or killed.

But I couldn’t sleep after what I’d seen, so I went back.

Only after I took out the guards and broke in did I find the Alpha. ”

“So you challenged him?” he nods against my shoulder.

“Then what happened?”

“I woke up a few days later to Kyrio and a heap of petrified women. The woman wanted Kyrio to let me die, but he refused. They were scared I would be like the previous Alpha. I knew they couldn’t start fresh here with the memory of it, so I burned the place down. We then built this place,” he shrugs.

“How?”

“Before we destroyed the warehouses, we found a huge underground bunker. It was full of money, contacts, the previous Alpha was some kind of mobster. He kept details of everyone who owed him money. I followed the paper trail, telling them he’d sent me to collect for him.

We built this place, but eventually the other packs grew suspicious, and his son came looking for him. ”

“Did you kill him, too?”

He shakes his head. “No, but I showed him who his father truly was. He said he’d help me get approved by the council, as long as I didn’t disgrace his father’s name.

He had his own pack already. For the sake of my pack, I agreed, had I known he was exactly like his father I would have killed him too, then and there,” he tells me.

“So you’ve been Alpha ever since?”

He nods. “Are you done asking questions now?” he whispers, but I feel the points of his fangs, scratching my neck as he speaks.

“Yes, I’m done asking questions for now,” I answer, suddenly not so scared of him when I understand him a little better. I wriggle back a little, seeking his warmth, his body temperature runs a lot hotter than mine when he grips my hip.

“I’m already ravenous, I don’t suggest adding aroused to the mix, so stop wiggling your ass against me,” he murmurs, thrusting his hips against my backside.

I feel his erection dig into me, and I peer over my shoulder at him to find his amber eyes burning brightly in the darkness.

They hold a red tinge to them. Sighing I turn back, moving higher.

“Emery!” he growls as my ass brushes against his cock.

“Do you want my blood or not?” I ask him, and he falls quiet for a second.

“Don’t tease me, tonight has been hard enough with your almost heat/non shift,” he tells me, but I lift my head, sweeping my hair over one shoulder as I sit up.

“I’m not teasing you, but I also want to wake up in the morning,” I tell him, removing his shirt.

“Then why are you getting naked?” he laughs.

“So you don’t get blood on it! Duh!”

“Do you want to give me a bib next, you could have left that on, not that I’m complaining,” he chuckles, ripping me on top of him.

I squeak when he rolls, pushing me flat into the bed while moving between my legs.

“What are you doing?” I ask, wanting to get this over with, so I can sleep.

Dion, however, ignores me, instead kissing me and cutting off any protests I may have had.

His scent is intoxicating, and his taste is just as addictive as his tongue slips between my lips.

He rocks his hips against me, the silky fabric of his boxers tight along his shaft as it parts my folds. I moan into his mouth at the sudden friction, rocking my hips against him. He smiles against my lips, teasing me with his tongue as it traces across my bottom lip.

“Seems I’m not the only one who wants something,” he purrs against my lips. My face warms, but there is no use denying it when I know he can feel how aroused I am.

“Have you been a good girl for your Alpha?” Dion purrs, nipping at my neck. My eyes fall shut anticipating his euphoric bite, and his lips keep traveling down my neck to my collarbone.

I shiver as his teeth graze over my skin, nicking my soft flesh. A second later, his tongue is following the blood trail, and I feel my stomach tighten and my inner walls clench.

“You didn’t answer me?” he growls, his voice husky with either bloodlust or arousal, maybe both.

“What was the question?” I blurt like a moron. He laughs before slicing my breast with his fangs. “I asked if you’ve been good for your Alpha? Should I reward you?” he asks.

Right now, I would take his depraved punishments if he’d just move lower to where I want him.

I am two seconds away from shoving his face down there.

I lift my hips slightly. “Hmm, still not an answer,” he murmurs, teasing my nipple with his fangs.

I arch up into him, enjoying the way his tongue traces the hardened bud.

I squirm beneath him, but he is being surprisingly gentle and also taking his sweet ass time. My fingers slide through his hair, and I tangle my fingers in it, giving it a tug when he stops at my waist, his hands gripping my ass when he shoves the blanket off.

“You still haven’t answered me,” he teases as he settles between my legs, he kisses my pussy, and I moan at the feel of his warm breath skating across my wet lower lips. Then he stops.

With a growl, I sit up on my elbows and glare at him. “Why did you stop?” I groan. My core throbbing to its own beat.

“You never answered me. I’ve answered all your questions tonight, and you can’t answer one simple one,” he taunts, waiting expectantly.

I glare at him. “Fine, yes, I’ve been good, okay,” I tell him. He smiles, flashing his fangs at me and his eyes flicker dangerously, which only adds to my pulsating core.

“What do you want?” he asks, and my face heats.

“No, don’t be a dick. You can’t leave me like this, you know I won’t say it.”

“Depends on how desperate you are for me to worship this pussy,” he laughs, blowing on it. I shiver before watching his tongue across my wet folds.

“You look like you are about to attack me,” he purrs.

“No, but I am two seconds away from sitting on your damn face and taking what I want from you!” I blurt. He turns his head, running his tongue along my thigh to my knee.

“I think I like your idea better,” he murmurs, and before I can comprehend his words fully, he moves.

My surroundings become a blur momentarily when I find myself on top of him, my knees on either side of his face.

I shriek, knowing even in the dark he has clear vision, while all I can see are his eyes watching my embarrassment. I grip the headboard.

“I swear, you love embarrassing me.” I growl, knowing he won’t let me escape, once again my big fat mouth gets me in trouble.

“No, but I do love making you squirm,” he purrs before plunging his tongue inside of me. I roll my hips against his mouth, my inner walls pulsating and clenching. His eyes darken even more, and he grips my thighs, holding them apart.

I squirm uncomfortably against his grip as he holds me open to examine me.

He teases me with his tongue, tracing it between my folds before circling my clit.

“Oh God!” I scream, dropping my head back when his lips graze over the sensitive skin, sucking and biting me where I’m most sensitive. His sharp canines scratch me slightly.

Growling into my pussy, I shudder as the vibrations travel through my nerves, intensifying everything around me. His tongue buries into me before licking back up to circle over my clit. My breath hitches when I feel two of his fingers slide deep inside of me.

He moves his fingers, and I rock my hips against him, the sensation making my core quiver with pleasure. His mouth hungrily sucks on me as his fingers push further, stretching me wide open. He increases the pace, pushing in and out quickly as he licks and bites at my most sensitive areas.

I scream as an orgasm begins to build, feeling like I’m going to explode if he doesn’t stop. My body tightens and quakes in response to his masterful touch. I can barely feel anything else but the pleasure radiating through every inch of me; it’s almost too much for one person to handle.

His eyes are predatory, hungry dark flames meet mine, and for some reason, I have never seen him like this before. I am uncertain if that is good or bad, but it is more than just bloodlust. He looks feral as he watches me, slightly parted lips and flushed cheeks.

My breathing becomes harsh. Just when it feels like I’m about to shatter into a million pieces from the intensity of it all, he slows down and takes his time again; strokes long and soft against my wet walls while sucking lightly on my clit until I melt into a puddle on top of him.

Feeling like putty in this man’s hands, he quickly maneuvers me, pulling me down his body.

I can feel his cock straining against his boxers, and I rock my hips, my body wanting to know what it would feel like to have him buried inside me.

Dion groans, the sound is dirty, and I crave hearing it again when he grips my hips, gliding my pussy over his cock.

“Fuck, I can’t wait to fuck that tight, little pussy, feel it squeeze my cock as it milks me,” he purrs against my neck.

“But not yet,” he purrs, gripping my hair and tilting my head back, his tongue traces the seam of my lips before plunging into my mouth, forcing me to taste myself on his tongue.

I groan, kissing him back when he chuckles.

“Such a dirty girl, my dirty girl,” he groans before I suck on his tongue.

I bite him, wanting to taste him, his blood floods my mouth, and it’s exotic tasting not at all like I expected, my head spins rapidly.

“Can’t help yourself,” he chuckles, biting my lip hard. I don’t feel any pain despite feeling my skin break.

“You’re high, aren’t you,” he laughs, rolling me on my side, and I am surprised at how heavy my body feels. I giggle at the sensation rolling through me.

“What did you do to me,” I smile, but I can’t feel my face.

“You drank my blood, while I am aroused, depending on a Hybrid state depends on its effects.” He chuckles.

“You’re high because I’m high on you,” he nips at my neck, making me shiver while I try to remember his words.

“If I was angry, and you did that, it would either taste like my scent or really bitter. Maybe even like poison,” he sucks on one spot near my neck above my pulse point.

“Just as my bite changes, so does my blood,” he whispers, and I feel his canines and fangs graze my skin. I grip his hair, dragging him closer.

“More,” I whine, and he laughs softly.

“I’ll give you more alright, I’ll make you see stars,” he purrs before sinking his teeth into me. My entire world explodes like fireworks, and my toes curl. He wasn’t lying when he said he’d make me see stars; I’m pretty sure I saw the universe in his intoxicating bite.

“If I can’t make you love me, I’ll make you addicted to me. Either way, you’re mine now, love,” he purrs when my surroundings go black.