Page 23 of The Alpha’s Forced Rejected Mate (Silverlight Valley Alphas #1)

With a rough voice, Dominic said, “Thank you.” His fingers smeared her skin with blood as he reached out to touch her cheek. “You saved my life.” They were frozen for a moment, looking at one another in the tunnel’s semi-darkness.

The spell was broken by a splash coming from farther down the tunnel. In a flash, Dominic was standing and dragging Luna up next to him.

He muttered, “They’re coming. We must leave.”

They hurried through the network of tunnels and came out a few blocks from the warehouse. The rain had returned and washed the dirt and blood from their skin and clothing.

As they made their way toward their meeting spot through back alleys, Dominic remarked, “The safe house is too far. We’ll need to hide out until morning somewhere else.”

Then they saw the neon sign of a motel, flickering in the rain.

They checked in under false names, Dominic keeping his damaged jacket pulled tight despite the clerk’s curious stare.

The room had a single queen-sized bed, yellowing wallpaper. It was small and dingy, but it was safe and dry. After they entered, with the door locked and the curtains drawn, Luna remarked, “The others will be worried.”

Dominic dropped to the bed’s edge. “They’ll know we’re alive.”

Luna gave a nod. She looked down at her clothes, which were ripped, muddy, and soaked. “I have to take a quick shower.”

Luna stripped and stepped under the spray, hissing as the hot water hit her scraped skin. The shower was barely big enough to turn around in, but the water ran hot. She closed her eyes and let the water spray over her face.

They had the grimoire—now they could finally learn what they were up against.

When she came out of the bathroom, wrapped in a thin towel, she saw Dominic sitting shirtless on the bed with the grimoire open on his lap. His bare chest, muscular and scarred from innumerable battles, caused heat to build up in her thighs.

Although his wound was already healing, the surrounding skin appeared irritated and angry. Luna walked up to him and said, “You should clean that properly.” When Dominic saw her wearing only a towel, his eyes widened a little.

“It will get better,” she insisted. “You might still be poisoned by the silver. I’ll check.”

Making sure to secure her towel, she sat next to him on the bed. She put her hands gently on his shoulder and used both her fingers and her magic to probe, forgetting the grimoire.

“There’s still silver residue in the tissue,” she murmured. “I can draw it out.”

Dominic’s breathing quickened as her magic flowed into him once more.

His voice was strained as he said, “Luna.” She looked him in the eye and almost let out a gasp at the sight of his unadulterated hunger. His wolf had surfaced, and his eyes had taken on that silver glow.

Unable to take her eyes off it, she whispered, “Almost done.” She kept her hands together when the silver ran out. Instead, she traced the contour of the new scar with her fingers as they lingered on his warm skin.

With a firm yet gentle grip, Dominic grabbed her wrist. Luna’s ribs were pummeled by her heart. “Why not?”

With his thumb grazing her bottom lip, he said, “Because you deserve better than me.”

“Is that what this is about?” Luna pulled away slightly. “You think I haven’t forgiven you?”

Dominic’s jaw tightened. “Have you?”

Luna looked at him and didn’t see the boy who had cruelly rejected her all those years ago. She didn’t see the cold hunter who had tracked her down. This Dominic was something else entirely.

“I’m working on it,” she admitted softly.

His eyes flashed, and then he was drawing her in by putting his hand in her wet hair. As Dominic’s hand tightened in her hair, she tipped her head back to intensify the kiss, slowly and purposefully this time.

Luna’s hands reached up to take hold of his shoulders as she groaned softly and felt his cock harden. He hissed at the slight pressure on his injured shoulder, but he did not resist. Instead, he pulled her into his lap, the towel slipping off.

Luna grabbed the towel and pulled it loose, allowing it to drop. As he gazed at her nude body, she noticed his eyes brighten.

Oh fuck.

With his hands reaching up to cup her breasts, he exhaled, “Beautiful. So damned gorgeous.” His thumbs brushed over her nipples, which pulled into tight, hard buds. Luna’s head dropped back as she leaned into his touch, relishing the sensation.

Fuck.

Dominic’s lips moved to her bare throat, where he tasted the delicate flesh.

She gasped as his teeth touched her, undoubtedly leaving hickies behind.

“Dominic.” The sound vibrated against her skin as he growled back.

She groaned out loud as his hands moved over her body and dipped between her thighs.

With half-lidded eyes, Luna watched as he placed her on the bed and started kissing her all over her body. As he sat between her thighs, his broad shoulders pushing them apart and putting her legs above her head, she felt her breath catch.

The first touch of his tongue had her crying out, her back arching off the mattress. Dominic held her hips firmly, his mouth working against her with devastating precision. He found her clit and sucked, gently at first, then with increasing pressure.

Luna’s fingers tangled in his black hair, holding him close as pleasure built within her. When he slid one thick finger inside her, then another, stretching her deliciously, she thought she might shatter.

“Dominic, please,” she begged, not even sure what she was asking for.

He seemed to understand anyway, curling his fingers to hit that spot inside her that made her see stars. Combined with the relentless attention of his mouth, it was too much. Luna came with a cry, her body clenching around his fingers as waves of pleasure crashed over her.

Fuck, that was so fast.

Before she could recover, Dominic was moving up her body, his pants somehow gone, his erection hard and heavy against her thigh. The head of his cock nudged at her pussy, still sensitive from her orgasm.

“Look at me,” he commanded softly.

Luna opened her eyes to find him watching her with a hunger that stole her breath. Slowly, never breaking eye contact, he pushed inside her. The stretch was exquisite, her body accommodating his large cock inch by delicious inch.

“Fuck, Luna,” Dominic moaned when he was fully buried inside her cunt.

For a moment, he waited. Then Luna rolled her hips experimentally, and Dominic’s control snapped.

He began to move, setting a rhythm that was just shy of punishing. Not too fast, but definitely not slow.

Oh moon!

Luna loved it. Each thrust drove him deeper, hitting places inside her that made her gasp and moan. Her legs were still above her head where Dominic held them in place, going deep inside her.

Then his hands were everywhere. Dominic moved from her breasts to her hips, and then to her ass to arch her back to him at just the right angle, and Luna was becoming delirious with ecstasy.

His mouth found hers in a kiss that was all teeth and tongue, hungry and desperate.

“My mate,” he growled against her lips, the word more wolf than man.

The declaration sent a fresh wave of heat through Luna’s body. She clenched around him, drawing a groan from deep in his chest.

“Yes,” she gasped, not caring in that moment about their complicated past or uncertain future. “Yours.”

Dominic’s pace quickened, his thrusts becoming more powerful. The motel bed headboard slammed against the wall with each movement, but neither paid it any mind.

They were lost in each other, in the primal rhythm of their bodies moving together.

Luna felt her second orgasm building, her pussy quivering in anticipation. “I’m close,” she whispered.

“Come for me,” Dominic urged, his voice rough with need.

His command was all she needed. Luna came again, her body convulsing around him as pleasure more intense than before washed over her. She cried out his name, her nails digging into the muscled planes of his back.

Dominic didn’t stop; he held her ass now, and kept thrusting in and out, his head in the crook of her neck, driving her wild with his moans and whispering.

“Luna, Luna, fuck, your pussy is so tight.”

When he came, she surprised herself as a third orgasm slowly eased out of her. She felt him pulse inside her, filling her with his cum. Only one thought remained in Luna’s orgasm muddled head—she’d needed that.