Page 32 of The Alpha’s Forced Rejected Mate (Silverlight Valley Alphas #1)

Triumph surged through Luna’s veins as she pinned Dominic beneath her, his powerful body trapped between her thighs. It was already nighttime.

Her training clothes were damp with perspiration after hours of practice, and sweat glistened on her skin.

But it was paying off.

For the first time, she'd finally managed to best him. Dominic stared up at her, his black hair disheveled, falling across his forehead.

"You've improved, Luna," he admitted.

Luna opened her mouth to reply when she felt it.

He’s hard.

Luna could feel Dominic’s hard cock between her legs as she remained on top of him.

Don't react.

Her body betrayed her as Dominic wriggled against her again, the hard ridge of his need thrust against her through both their clothes.

Without missing a beat, he flipped her over onto her back in one smooth movement. Now he hovered over her, one of his hands catching hold of both her wrists, pinning them up over her head.

"Didn’t I just win?" she asked, trying but failing to keep her voice steady above the massive pounding of her heart.

"Did you?" The sides of his mouth lifted in a rare half-smile that she was weak to. "Or did I let you think you won?"

Nah, I won that fair and square.

Luna narrowed her eyes. "Why are you being a sore loser, Blackwood?"

"You think this has to do with our contest? I won’t lose anything," he growled, lowering his head. "Nothing at all."

What is he saying?

Luna's magic hummed under her skin where it mingled with his; she was well aware that there would be no turning back for either of them if they continued.

The last bits of rational thought deserted her when he dipped his lips to hers. His tongue swept into her mouth, tasting her and staking out its claim.

Luna returned his kiss, leaning into him.

Dominic let her hands go and tangled his own fingers in her hair, tipping her head back to deepen the kiss.

Now free, her hands went into his shirt from under his waistline, gripping the definition of his back muscles, feeling him flex under her touch.

Fuck!

"We should stop," she gasped when they broke apart for air. "Someone could see us."

He lifted his head, scanning their surroundings with heightened senses. "No one's near. Training's done for the day."

As if he had not just stopped, his hand now went under her top, fingers skimming over her soft skin, sending shivers through her.

What are we doing?

This was physical attraction, nothing more—a side effect of their mate bond and the magic that connected them. Getting involved with Dominic again would only lead to heartbreak.

But she was weak to his kisses. This man-wolf atop her had driven all logic from her brain.

His eyes burned with desire as he dropped his mouth to her throat, his teeth brushing the spot where her neck met her shoulder. Luna's eyes flitted shut from the pleasure.

His hands continued their descent till they got to her ass, and he gripped, lifting her up with power.

Luna wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms around his shoulders.

"I've wanted this—wanted you—for so long," he murmured between kisses.

His hands continued their caress, clasping her hips, slipping down to her thighs. "You've been driving me crazy, Luna."

Dominic carried her into a field and laid her down gently before pulling his T-shirt off in a quick motion, exposing the chiseled expanse of his torso.

Luna's mouth went dry.

Dominic had the sexiest body she'd ever seen.

Not that she had seen many men shirtless, but she knew he was the sexiest. With his tall and imposing frame, he was impossible to resist. His broad shoulders and muscular chest narrowed down to hips and strong thighs.

"Now, you," came his command, with a nod in the direction of her clothes.

A wave of heat engulfed Luna's cheeks as her insecurity reared its ugly head. She was not really ashamed of her plus-sized figure, but Dominic's intense scrutiny made her feel awkward.

Especially when he looked like a god.

The hungry alpha decided for her while she wasted time, crawling beside her, thrusting his weight over her. "Let me," he murmured, almost voraciously hiking up the hem of her tank top.

Another kiss was pressed upon her lips while he slowly lifted the fabric up and over her skin. Pausing when he bunched it just beneath her breasts, he broke his lips from hers and let them trail upon the naked flesh.

Luna gasped when she felt his tongue on her navel, her body arching upward toward his mouth.

"Beautiful," he whispered while worshipping her. "Every inch of you is perfect, Luna."

Luna raised her arms while he pulled the tank top over her head and chucked it away. Her bra was next as he deftly released the clasp, leaving her breasts bare to his gaze.

The darkness of his eyes grew as they swept over her full breasts; he cupped their weight with his hands.

"Beautiful," he said again, before licking one of her nipples.

Luna moaned with pleasure, her fingers threading into his black hair to bring him closer. His tongue went around the sensitive peak before sucking it hard, giving her so much pleasure she could barely take it.

When he gave the same attention to her other breast, she was tossing and turning underneath him.

"Dominic," she panted, hips seeking friction against him.

He pulled back and grabbed the waistband of her leggings. "These need to go."

Luna lifted her hips as he pushed down the tight fabric past her knees, pulling away her panties, too. Cold air kissed her heated skin, and she lay naked before him.

Once again, she was delighted to see the hunger and awe in his eyes, he never showed disappointment at her size.

"How on earth is it possible for you to be more beautiful now than ever before?" said Dominic before he gently slid his hands up her thighs, his thumbs so tantalizingly close to where she was aching for him.

She reached for the button of his jeans. "Not fair that I'm the only one naked."

A wolfish grin spread his face as he stood before dragging the rest of his clothes off. Luna's eyes widened at the sight of him fully naked—all hard muscle and tanned skin, cock standing fully erect.

There was nothing about Dominic Blackwood that said he was shy or timid. He stood before her with the confidence of an alpha predator knowing his own power.

Luna was ready this time as Dominic once again knelt between her thighs. His fingertips drew gasps and moans from her as he slowly made his way to her pussy.

When his fingers first caressed her there, she gasped and bucked her hips toward his hand.

"So wet for me already," he said with approval, sliding one thick finger inside while his thumb circled her sensitive bundle of nerves.

Luna let out a moan, pleasure mounting as he added another finger, stretching her, preparing her. Her magic flared with excitement, wrapping them in a shining aura that bathed the room in a soft golden light.

His fingers continued their delicious torment as Dominic bent low to claim her lips in another fierce kiss. Luna felt the approaching release knotting within her, her inner muscles clenching around his fingers as waves of ecstasy surged ever so high.

“Not yet,” he replied, and pulledhis hand back as she was about to fall over the precipice. “I want to be inside you when you cum.”

His large cock head teased against her opening, their eyes locked as he began topush forward.

Dominic took his time, using one hand to lift a leg, while the other found its home in her mouth and she bit his fingers, moaning.

Dominic was fucking her slowlynow, and she was moaning into his fingers with every thrust. He was so big, but her body tookhim, adjusting to his huge cock.

“Dominic,” she moaned as he brushed something deep inside her with each stroke. "Right there."

He obeyed, and he moved his hips so that they hit that spot every time with hisslow, forceful strokes.

His thumb found its way between them to circle her clit, adding a new element that had her moving rapidlytoward release.

“I’m gonna breed you,” Dominic said.

Fuck, I love that.

Maybe she was a masochist, because Luna was loving every bit of how Dominic used her purely for his pleasure now. And her magic was responding to it.

“Yes, breed me.”

The magic that connected them intensified their pleasure, creating a loop that made every touch, every kiss, every thrust more intense.

Luna felt her orgasm coming and put her hands around Dominic. They kept their eyes on each other as he maintained the rhythm, her pussy getting wetter and making sounds she didn’t care about now as his dick continued to increase her pleasure.

Fuck yes!

"Luna, come for me," Dominic commanded, his voice strained with the effort of control.

It seemed like the simple command pushed her the rest of the way. She obeyed him, their eyes locked as he continued to pound her pussy with stunning force, and she was absolutely loving it.

Oh, fuck!

Luna’s legs wrapped tighter around him, her pussy gripping his cock tighter as her orgasm came in a trembling, jerking haze while he held her down.

Her magic responded to her orgasm, washing them both in golden light.

This time, Dominic did not push her away, but the tightening of her pussy on his cock pushed him over the edge. With a primal growl, the Silverlight Valley Alpha thrust into her one final time before cumming deep inside her, his massive body shuddering above her.

That’s a lot. Fuck.

For a long time, they remained there on the field, looking up at the stars, breathing heavily in the aftermath of their orgasms.

This feels good.

Luna hadn’t felt this safe, protected or cherished since her parents were alive, and never in this way.

But as the haze of passion began to clear, reality intruded. This was physical attraction, nothing more, the mate bond creating an illusion of connection that wasn't real—couldn't be real after everything that had happened between them.

Don't get carried away.

Dominic rolled over toward Luna, turning on his side, so that they faced each other with legs intertwined. One hand caressed her hair from her face, his expression gentler than any look he'd ever shown.

"Luna," he said, something in his voice causing her heart to flutter again.

She put her fingertip to his lips, refusing to let him say anything that would ruin the moment. "Don't," she whispered. "Let's not complicate this with words."

She saw a flicker of disappointment, but then he accepted her request without complaint. Instead, he just pulled her even closer, embracing her tightly.

Luna rested her tired head against his chest, and his steady heartbeat began to lull her into slumber.

Sleep came to claim her soon after, her body and mind tired from the day's training and the mind-numbing orgasm.

Luna woke up with aches lingering in her muscles, not just from the training. Her mind flooded with images of the night before, cheeks scarlet with the memory of just how much she had surrendered to Dominic.

It was just physical—the mate bond, nothing else.

She repeated these words all through her shower and as she dressed in fresh clothes—a loose purple sweater and black leggings. Her silver hair, still damp from the shower, hung loose about her shoulders.

The next three days, Luna trained with focus, pushing her magical powers to their limits.

She avoided any chance of being alone with him outside of training to prevent another unguarded moment, or moon forbid, saying something she would regret. The less they complicated things, the better.

On the fourth day, Luna woke up feeling nauseous, her head spinning whenever she tried to stand. She could barely manage to get into the washroom to throw up.

The nausea would linger throughout the day, forcing her to cut short her magical practice. She retreated to a remote side of the pack territory, surrounded by tall pines, where she hoped to have a nap without being interrupted.

Luna leaned against the rough bark of a tree, eyes closed, as yet another wave of dizziness hit her.

However, she heard a sound then that interrupted her rest—the sound of approaching footsteps, and the familiar scent of pine and earth, telling her it was Dominic.

"You missed afternoon training," he said with concern in his low voice.

Luna kept her eyes closed. "I needed a break."

"You've been pushing yourself too hard." The rustle of fabric indicated he'd crouched beside her. "Adrian contacted me. There's still no sign of Xavier or the other demons."

"All the more reason to keep training," she argued. "I need to be stronger when they find us."

"Not if it makes you sick." His hand touched her forehead. "You're pale. Have you eaten today?"

She swatted his hand away. "I'm fine. Just tired."

Dominic growled, the sound pure alpha wolf. "Stop lying to me. I can tell that something's off with you."

Still seeing through me.

Luna's eyes opened, regarding him then. "I don't need you watching me or sending others after me like I'm some fragile thing that needs protection. You know that I can take care of myself, I have since six years ago."

"That doesn’t mean we can’t help!" His voice rose. "You're part of this pack now. You belong here, Luna. With or without your magic."

She laughed bitterly. "Right. Because everyone was so welcoming when I was just the shiftless shifter. No one in this pack cared about me until I had something to offer them."

"That's not true."

"You sure about that? So you really believe the Elders and the rest of the pack would have taken me back without my protection spells or help with demons?" Dominic hesitated, all but confirming her fears. "That's what I thought."

Luna rose to leave, but he caught her arm, turning her around until she faced him.

"You belong here regardless of all that," he insisted. "You belong because you're compassionate, and braver than anyone I've ever known. Your magic doesn't define you."

"Easy for someone who’s always had power to say," she retorted. "You've never been the outcast, the one no one wanted."

The one rejected.

He didn’t say anything, and then his expression hardened. "Follow me, I have something to show you."

"What?"

"I said follow me," he repeated. "There's something I need to show you."

Luna hesitated, her stomach still unsettled and her head pounding. But the determination in Dominic's eyes suggested this was important.

"Fine," she conceded. "But this better not be some trick."

Then he gave her a small chuckle. "No tricks. Just the truth."

He held out his hand, and after a moment’s pause, Luna placed her smaller one in his.

Again.