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He only broke our kiss long enough to take off his shirt, and my mouth instantly watered at the sight of his naked body.
Every inch of him was carved to perfection and the proportions were just incredible. If Michelangelo were still alive, I had no doubt Griffin would give him a hard-on.
I reached up and pulled him back into me, loving the feeling of his weight almost crushing me. His kiss became more urgent, and the next thing I heard was fabric ripping in the distance before cold air kissed my skin.
I was completely naked beneath him, and he drank me up with his eyes.
“So beautiful,” he muttered before dipping his head to capture one peaking bud between his lips while his fingers played with the other.
My back would’ve shot off of the bed with the intensity of pleasure that coursed through me if not for his weight keeping me down.
“Griffin,” I moaned, scratching at his back and pulling him closer to me. Having his skin pressed against me was not enough. I wanted him inside me. I wanted him in my blood, in my veins, and circulating through me.
“Lift your hips for me, baby.” He ordered softly, and my hips were off the bed in a flash.
He pulled me to the edge of the bed, got on his knees and his head disappeared between my thighs .
His tongue licked from my arse crack to my clit, sucking the sensitive bud into his mouth and lapping at it like a starved animal.
I was a mess of unintelligible words and breathless pants beneath him as his tongue continued to administer expert ministrations to my hungry pussy.
I thought I was at the peak of pleasure till he slipped his fingers into me, stretching me out while he continued to suck on my clit.
“Griffin!” I was sure my moans echoed through the halls, but I couldn’t bring myself to care. He was the only thing I felt. He was in my head, in front of me, touching me, and consuming me. At this point, my body was a mere extension of whatever he willed it to be.
My orgasm slammed into me like harsh waves from the sea, and my hips shot off the bed tearing a cry of pleasure from the depths of my soul.
Griffin didn’t give me time to recover before he pulled himself up and slammed into me, tearing another cry from me, this one different from the first. It was a mixture of pain and pleasure, and it felt like coming home after a long treacherous journey.
“Fuck!” His voice was strained like it took every bit of strength in him to say the word. “You fit me so well.”
He paused mid-stroke, rubbing slow circles on my clit and waiting for me to slowly adjust to his size. He withdrew slightly before thrusting back into me in slow shallow thrusts.
I could tell he was tethering on the brink of his self-control as his shoulders shook above me.
I opened my eyes to find him watching me in a way he had never looked at me before.
His muscles were tense, and the veins in his forehead looked like they would pop with the amount of concentration it was taking for him to remain in control.
The blue in his eyes deepened, and I could tell his wolf was close to the surface. The combination of his looks and our bodies joined together sent a strong wave of need through me, and I leaned into his ears.
“I’m ready.”
A deep growl that seemed to come from his chest rippled through the room before he slammed into me, burying himself completely inside me.
I was on cloud nine. Everything felt heavenly. My body hummed with pleasure every time he thrust into me. I held on to his shoulders, my claws digging tight into his muscles as I fought the urge to mark him.
“Griffin,” I moaned when I felt the second wave of orgasm building inside me.
“I know baby, I know.” He panted, deepening the intensity of his thrusts.
“You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, and I want to spend my whole life buried in your tight pussy.”
His words were all it took for me to go into overdrive. This second wave was much more intense than the first, and I had to clamp my lips shut to keep from marking him.
Griffin released a deep growl, and I felt his body go rigid before his hips started thrusting into me in hard irregular patterns. Hot liquid filled my core, completely sating the heat that had curled up in me.
His spasms finally came to a halt, and I felt him peppering kisses on my neck and muttering gibberish before I slipped into oblivion.
****
A screeching noise woke me from my slumber, and before I had the time to reacquaint myself with my environment, my butt connected to the hard floor in the most ungraceful fall.
“Lilith, wait. I can explain. It’s not what it looks like. ”
My eyes finally focused to find Griffin grabbing hold of Lilith who had tears streaming down her cheeks.
The events of the night before came rushing back, and nausea washed through me in waves. I was ashamed of myself for sleeping with a man who was to marry another in hours, and more than the shame was the pain of being discarded like a used condom while he pleaded to be forgiven.
Lilith’s eyes finally found mine. The amount of hate in them caused me to recoil in fear.
“You.” She spat, her voice thick with venom. “I knew you were up to something, but I never pegged you to be this wicked.”
“Lilith it was a mistake. She was in heat and things got out of hand, but I promise you it meant nothing.”
Griffin's words felt like salt to a raw injury, and I felt tears welling up in my eyes.
“Don’t you even dare to shed those deceptive tears? You think I don’t know about how you induced your heat to try to stop the mating ceremony?” Lilith said, and I gasped.
Griffin’s eyes turned to me. They were so hard and cold that I almost shivered beneath them. “Is it true?”
I opened my mouth to deny the accusation, but Lilith wasn’t done. She pulled out a small bottle I’d never seen before and handed it to Griffin.
“I found a bottle of pheromones under her bed. A member of her former pack had reached out to me, warning me of her tendencies to seduce high-ranking males in hopes of being elevated from her status. That’s why she was demoted.”
Lilith’s words felt like a punch in the gut, but it was the look in Griffin’s eyes that cut through me. “It’s a lie. I don’t know where that bottle came from. I’ve never seen it in my life.” I cried out in defense, but Griffin wouldn’t look at me.
His gaze was fixed on the bottle, and I turned to Lilith to find a look that caused my blood to run cold. She was lying. She was getting pleasure from this.
“Griffin, you have to believe me. You know it’s a lie.
We had sex. I was a virgin. If I spent my days throwing myself at men, I wouldn’t be one.
Plus, why would I go through the pain of being demoted to a breeder to get your attention?
Your presence in Darkmoon was not announced so how could I have known you were there? ”
“Oh please, you worked in the pack house and were privy to private information,” Lilith scoffed. But I was done listening to her. My focus was on Griffin and trying to convince him that I was innocent.
He opened his mouth, and my whole world came to a halt. “Your Alpha was right about you. You’re indeed a social climbing whore. I wonder why it took me this long to finally see through you.”
His words felt like a slap to the face, and I recoiled from the force of it. “Griffin, I would never resort to such means to secure male attention. I was in heat. I was out of control. I might be dirt poor and at the bottom of things, but one thing I am not is desperate, and you know this.”
A look crossed his eyes, and for a moment, I thought I had been able to change his mind. But then Lilith started crying about how I had ruined the most important day of her life and how it was certainly not a coincidence that I had gone into heat on her wedding eve.
“She’s good, baby. How else can you explain how everything has been aligning for her whenever it comes to you or how she’s always present at the right time?” She sobbed, wiping her cheeks .
Griffin’s face morphed into a hard alien expression, and he turned to me. “You tried to trick me? I saved you from yourself, brought you here to help you, and you tried to destroy my life.”
He sucked in a deep breath, and I could see his next line of action as clear as day in his eyes.
“Griffin, don’t—”
“I, Griffin Thorne, reject you, Mira Raven as my mate.”
A ringing noise exploded in my ears following his declaration, and pain like nothing I’ve ever felt slammed into me as his words severed our mate bond. My wolf howled in agony, and I couldn’t contain the scream that climbed to my throat. Everything hurt—my heart, my limbs, even my breathing.
“Guards!” A thick masculine voice yelled above the ringing in my ears. “Take her to the dungeon. I’ll decide what to do with her later.”
“No! No! Griffin, you have to believe me! I didn’t do it. I’m innocent.” I tried to grab hold of him, but he kicked my hand away, asking the guards to remove me from his sight before he did something regrettable.
Lilith’s smug smile was the last thing I saw before I was dragged to the dungeon while the whole palace watched in disgust and pity.
Something broke in me that day.
*****
Day and night blended into an endless loop in the dungeon, and I lost track of time. I survived on leftovers brought to me twice daily by one of the guards.
I didn’t bathe, and I only had the toilet in the corner of the room for company. I already made peace with this being the way I died until one fateful night.
“Mira, Mira.” A hushed voice woke me from sleep.
I opened my eyes to find Mary crunched over me .
“What are you doing here? How did you get in?” I fired question after question at her but she didn’t answer any of them.
“Quick, get up. We need to leave.”
“Leave?”
“Yes, Mira, leave. Do you want to die in here?” She queried, her eyes searching mine.
“What if we get caught?” Dread settled into me. I was in enough trouble, and I didn’t want to drag her into it. Griffin would kill her if we got caught.
“We won’t. The king is dead, and the whole pack is in a state of disarray. This is the perfect time.”
I got up and followed Mary’s lead, constantly looking over my back to make sure we weren’t being followed. We walked through an underground maze before we finally came out through a small hole at the foot of a fountain in the woods.
Under normal circumstances, I would’ve asked how she found the spot, but I was too scared and exhausted for conversation.
Mary took me to a cabin in the woods. She said it was her grandfather’s hunting house, and I would be safe there until we figured out our next line of action.
It was in the house that I discovered I was pregnant.
I had been noticing the signs: the morning sicknesses, the bloating, the sore boobs, the body aches.
I just thought it was my body responding to the trauma it had been put through until I saw Mary disposing of an empty pack of tampons, and it hit me that I had not seen my period in a while.
Memories of my night with Griffin came flooding in, painting a vivid image of him completely emptying himself inside me. I was paralyzed with fear and sent Mary to get me a pregnancy test kit .
She returned with six different tests from six different brands, and they all came out positive. Double red lines stared back at me, mocking me for my lapse in judgment.
“What are we going to do?” Mary asked, panic etched on her features.
“Nothing. I’ll leave and go as far away as possible,” I replied, my voice robotic and devoid of emotions.
Her eyes widened at my response, and she tried to convince me to stay, talking about how it was unsafe for me to be out in the open with a pup and no form of protection, but the decision was already made the moment I set my eyes on the test.
“Don’t you think the prince should know about this? It’s his child, too.”
“Griffin can never know about this child, Mary. I can’t subject my unborn child to the life I had. You need to swear it to me.”
Her eyes filled with sympathy, and she slowly nodded, swearing to die with my secret.