Page 21 of The Alpha’s Forced Omega (Alaska Alpha Wolves #1)

My heart slows as Elias moves in, and my lips part in anticipation of the kiss. I close my eyes, bracing for the impact that will obviously make me swoon instead of being angry with the Alpha.

My ears buzz with a slow beat like a clock's ticking when I hear him move, feeling the bed dip where he sits and feeling the heat he emanates enveloping the air surrounding me. My rigid frame from trying to get control of the pain I’m in eases up, and I feel my body softening even though he hasn’t touched me yet.

“Aurora…” Elias whispers, his hot breath fanning my ear and compelling me to open my eyes to find his face a mere inch from mine. He has one knee hooked on the side, leaning over me as he gazes into my eyes.

“Y-yes?” I stammer, tucking my bottom lip between my teeth and biting as if to snap me out of the daze of losing myself in the glowing embers of hazel eyes.

Warm and Inviting, I lay back on my elbows, following instructions that he hasn’t vocalized yet, but it’s like I intuitively know where this is headed.

He smiles gently, encouragingly as he begins undoing the buttons down my chest, then peels the shirt away to reveal my cupped breasts. My lips are tingling, my mouth watering with the anticipation of his kisses.

But it never comes.

I frown as Elias dips his head between my breasts, simultaneously pulling down the straps from my shoulders as he peppers soft kisses along the valley between the voluptuous mounds.

He takes extraordinary care to do things gently, his caresses soft as he trails his fingertips to my back to undo the clasp at my spine.

When my breasts spill out from the bra, he sits on his knees, gazing at me with heady eyes full of lust and desire.

Something is amiss, and it causes my heart to feel like it’s dropping when Elias continues to remove my clothes, stripping me down until I’m naked and exposed for his viewing pleasure.

Though he ogles my body, eyes raking over my curves as he licks his lips as if he’s looking down at a scrumptious meal, he hasn’t kissed me.

My frown continues to deepen as Elias climbs between my legs, fully clothed as he makes his careful descent between my thighs. He hooks his arms behind my knees, drawing my legs over his shoulders as his eyes gloss over with passion, burning in his eyes when he takes a deep inhale of my scent.

As he’s about to dip his head at my core, I tense up, unable to let him go through with this. What I witnessed in the market when he almost fought Brooks, coupled with the heady scent of masculinity all over the room, makes it feel wrong to let him do this simply for me.

My untimely heat cycle seems to have come about because of him. What I saw was the whole reason I was turned on in the first place, and why I’m dripping wet now.

Elias looks up with a disheartened frown when I crawl back on my elbows.

“Aurora…?”

“No, Elias,” I refute with a firm shake of my head. “I can’t let you do this.”

“Why?” he asks, his voice trimmed with sadness as if I just rejected him.

The look on his face is so solemn and remorseful that it breaks my heart to continue staring at him with the ghastly silence stretching all around us, threatening to consume me and have me crawling under the covers to hide myself.

While I still possess some might, brought on by my heat, I sit forward and reach out a hand toward his face.

My fingers tremble as I stroke his cheek tentatively, my heart pounding in my chest when I realize what I’m doing.

I’ve never been brave enough to speak my mind, but I’m about to do that right now, mustering up all my courage to the forefront when I say,

“It can’t be about me only.” I shake my head slowly as I lift myself onto my knees, coming face to face with the alpha and boldly sliding my fingers beneath the hem of his black sweater. “I want you.”

Elias gasps in surprise, his eyes widening as he realizes the extent of what I just said.

While I’m internally grappling with the flickers of pain slicing my insides, the moment my knuckles feel the tuft of fine hairs on his lower belly, the aches subside.

Letting out a long, drawn-out sigh, I gather the bottom of his sweater into fists and drag it all the way over his chest, exposing the deliciously tanned flesh that pulls taut against his immaculately toned and sculpted muscles.

Because I’d seen him in his most primal form, aggressive and possessive, I was ravenous, this insane urgency to be filled by him making me do the unthinkable when I pressed my palms on his chest and pushed him onto his back.

He shudders when he gasps, watching me through hooded eyes that darken with ardor as I mount him, draping my thighs on either side of him as I deal with the drawstrings of his sweatpants.

He grabs my wrist to stop me, prompting me to look up and gasp when I notice just how darkly appreciative his eyes have become.

“Wait, Aurora…are you sure?”

Biting my bottom lip seductively, I hum in response. “Hm…I’m sure. This is what I want.”

The hesitation on Elias’s face slips away as he nods and then proceeds to help me with the drawstring.

He allows me to take the lead to get the waistband down until his rigid, distended cock springs free and lays heavy on his lower belly.

The sight of the glistening precum dripping from the tip has me so impatient that I don’t bother to pull his sweatpants all the way down, just leaving them pooling below his knees as I straddle him, my walls aching and pulsing with need.

I would have allowed Elias to do whatever he had planned, but I need to be filled by the hot length that pulses between my fingers when I take hold of him.

Stroking the shaft with careful fingers, I relish in the feel of smooth velvet that throbs beneath my touch with hot blood hardening it.

Licking my lips, I glimpse the way Elias takes the backseat this round, folding his arms behind his head as he watches me intently, his tongue skimming the length of his bottom lip and moistening it tantalizingly.

I can’t help myself, leaning down and crushing my lips to his as I feel his erection pressed up between my folds. Sliding along the length, Elias grabs my waist and sets me into a fluid motion of rocking my hips on him as he devours my lips.

Lifting myself, I’m in a breathless tizz as I lift my hips slightly, just enough to take his cock in one hand and line the tip with my aching hole. Holding my breath, I sink onto him, feeling the delicious way my walls bloom around the ample girth that fills me.

“Oh, my Goddess…” I squeal, a moan of satisfaction and contentment leaving my lips as Elias pulls me down for another kiss, his hands stroking my back as I begin moving on him. He matches my movements, thrusting deep into me as our tongues dance to the beat of our bodies.

My mind empties out, and it’s the most enthralling moment when nothing else matters but feeling his hot flesh against mine, my nipples erecting where they’re pressed against his chest. He keeps me steady, using his skillful thrusts to lead us both to climax.

I might regret this in the morning, but when the knot of nerves coils in the pit of my belly, ready to be released, I know that none of that matters.

All that matters is this moment when our bodies are united in perfect harmony, and everything feels right.

I feel my inherent witch powers building inside me, but I’m somehow able to control them and focus on the moment when my climax spreads out through my body just as Elias groans and warns me that he’s going to come.

He spills out hot ropes of seed deep inside me, pumping me with his cum until his body shudders and his arms fold around me. He scoops me into his side, my back pressed to his chest, and he plants a kiss at the top of my head.

“Thank you, babe,” he whispers before sighing, leaving me to stare at the wall as I wonder why he keeps doing that.

He’s always thanking me as if I’ve done something out of the ordinary, something unexpected. But it warms my heart that sex with him isn’t just a casual act, but one he seems to appreciate.

While Elias falls asleep as he holds me tightly, I don’t feel the need to run away like I did the first time. I’m no longer embarrassed, and though I’m still not sure what he wants from me, I know one thing for sure.

The sex is mind-blowing, and I should be the one thanking him for relieving the pain brought on by my heat.

***

I stir in my sleep, not wanting to wake up, but instead just lay here in the arms of my very skillful lover, who’d spent all day and all night soothing my heat in every way imaginable.

Now that I’m no longer in pain, I feel every other sensation as it rolls through my body; the tingling left in the wake of his passionate lovemaking remains between my thighs.

As my consciousness awakens, I soon realize that the warmth of Elias’s embrace from last night is absent, prompting me to open my eyes with a frown.

I’m staring at his empty pillow, wondering if he’d already left for the day. There’s a flicker of disappointment that rears its head, but I quickly dismiss it.

Alpha Elias is the leader of this pack, after all. There are certain responsibilities and duties that he must carry out.

It’s no wonder he left this morning without saying goodbye. The only duty he has toward me is to ensure my well-being is taken care of, and part of that is catering to my wolf’s need to be sated.

Sighing discontentedly, I decide to close my eyes to that disappointment, hoping that sleeping in today will have me forgetting that the only reason Elias cares about me is for the sake of his child growing inside.

What was I expecting, anyway? A grand gesture to show that he cares about me? I blow out an irritated breath through puckered lips.

How ridiculous of me to think that Elias McGruff could care—

My thoughts are interrupted when a knock on the front door of the cabin faintly travels to the bedroom. I open my eyes with a frown, this time wondering who could possibly be visiting.

It’s not like Elias has any reason to knock before he enters. It’s his cabin after all. When I’m on my feet, wrapping a gown around me, a sliver of dread courses down my spine.

What if it’s Sandy and Delilah, coming over to finish what they started yesterday?

Taking careful, cowardly steps to the front door, I take a deep breath before pulling on the handle.

Relief spreads through me when the woman standing on the porch isn’t one half of the pair of bullies from yesterday.

With her red hair in a neatly clipped bun at the back of her head and a green wrap dress hugging her pristine figure, she appears friendlier than most of the pack members when she smiles.

“Good morning, Luna Aurora,” she greets politely, turning to reveal the clipboard and black bag she has tucked under one arm.

“Good morning,” I respond warily. “The alpha has already left.”

The woman clicks her tongue. “I’m here at the alpha’s behest, Luna. I am Rissa, and I’m the healer assigned to check your vitals. May I come in?”

Taken aback by the woman’s politeness, I’m even more stunned that she’s here because Elias sent her over.

“S-sure,” I mutter as I step aside. “Come in.”

“Thanks,” Rissa says as she walks in. She waits for me to close the door, then lifts a hand to shield one side of her mouth as if she’s about to let me in on a secret.

“Alpha Elias told me about your”—her eyes flicker to my stomach—“condition,” she giggles lightheartedly.

“I’m here to ensure that everything runs smoothly.

You can consider me your personal healer. ”

My heart does a strange little flutter, my cheeks warming with the stirrings of a blush.

Alpha Elias McGruff sent over a personal healer? For me?

Perhaps I didn’t have any reason to doubt him after all.

Perhaps the alpha does care about me , I think as a smile warms my lips.