The Alpha's Silent Bride: Seventh Time's The Charm

Chapter 94: 094: Heat

~ ROSELLE ~

"Just stay with me?" That’s the worst sarcastic joke I could have ever made.

Even with Ronan close, it only makes everything fucking worse. His body heat radiates against mine, his scent wrapping around me like a drug I can’t get enough of. My pussy throbs with a deep, relentless itch that makes me want to shove my hand down there and touch, soothe, and fuck myself until the ache finally stops. The need is unbearable, wet, hot, and empty, like my body is screaming for him to fill me, stretch me, claim me completely.

Tears gather in my eyes as beads of sweat keep oozing across my skin, soaking the sheets beneath me. I shut my eyes tightly, hoping it will do something against the pain or provide some sort of soothing relief for the time being. But it only makes it worse. Every breath feels like fire in my lungs, each movement of my thighs sends sparks of desperate pleasure-pain shooting through my core.

I can bear this... I can...

I keep holding myself, arms wrapped tightly around my middle as the tears streak down my face. My body is shaking uncontrollably now, the heat building higher and higher until I feel like I might combust. The throbbing between my legs is so intense I have to bite my lip to keep from moaning out loud. I want him. I need him. But the fear, the secret about what Irina told me, the terror of what I might be, keeps me from asking for what my body is begging for.

~ RONAN ~

Her scent is fucking killing me.

Even after last night spent tangled in each other’s arms, she’s suddenly pushing me away. She doesn’t want my help. She doesn’t want me to ease her through this heat tearing her apart. I’m trying to respect her decision, giving her the space she asked for, but she’s terrible at hiding what she truly needs. Those flushed cheeks, the way her thighs press together desperately, those glassy eyes that keep darting away from mine... it’s all a dead giveaway.

I don’t want to be the kind of man who crowds her, but her body is screaming for me.

Kael is losing his fucking mind inside my head.

’Her scent... it’s everywhere,’ he growls, pacing like a caged beast. ’She’s in pain. She’s burning alive for us. Why won’t you do something? She needs her mate!’

His frustration crashes against mine, primal, and desperate, all-consuming. He wants to bury himself deep inside her, knot her, soothe the fire raging through her veins. He can feel her agony through the bond, through the pendant, through every shaky breath she takes. It’s driving us both insane.

’Talk to her,’ Kael snarls. ’Soothe her. Claim her. She’s ours. Don’t just stand there like a fool—help our mate!’

I clench my jaw, fighting every instinct to cross the room and pull her into my arms.

"Rose..." My voice comes out rough, gravelly with the battle raging inside me. "You don’t have to do this alone. Let me help you. Please, baby."

She shakes her head, but her eyes are glassy with unshed tears, her body trembling visibly. The thick, sweet scent of her arousal floods the room, making my cock throb painfully against my pants. Kael howls in my skull, the sound reverberating like thunder.

’She’s suffering! Do something, Ronan!’

I take one slow step closer, my hands fisted at my sides. "I can see it, Rose. You’re hurting. You’re aching for me. Let me take care of you. Let me make it all better."

Her breath hitches sharply. For a heartbeat, I think she might finally give in. But she bites her lip harder, tears slipping down her flushed cheeks as she shakes her head again.

Kael’s frustration melts into a desperate whine. ’Please... she needs us. Don’t let her suffer like this.’

"Rose... please," I whisper, my voice cracking under the weight of my need. "I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere. Let me help you through this heat. Let me love you the way you need right now."

The air between us crackles. Her resistance finally shatters.

"Please..." Her voice breaks on a wanton, needy cry. Tears glisten in her eyes, but behind them burns raw, desperate hunger. She arches toward me, trembling. "Tell me you want me too..."

I close the distance in two strides and pull her against my chest. "I want you more than anything, baby. I’ve been dying to touch you."

She presses her fever-hot body into mine, sobbing softly. "Please... I want you to... I feel like there’s a thorn burning deep inside me. It hurts so much... I need you to make it stop."

Sweat beads on her forehead. Her entire body quivers as she tries to communicate through the haze of heat. I’ve learned patience with her, fuck, she can drive a man to the edge and push him straight over it, but right now, every second of waiting feels like torture.

"I’ve got you, babe," I murmur, my lips brushing her damp temple. "I’ve got you."

I peel her clothes off slowly, reverently, kissing every inch of skin I expose. When she’s bare beneath me, I ease myself between her trembling thighs. Her slick, throbbing pussy welcomes me home, already drenched, clenching greedily around the thick head of my cock as I push in inch by inch.

She moans loudly, a sound of pure relief. "Yes... right there... oh goddess..."

I thrust slowly at first, savoring the way her walls flutter and squeeze around me, easing the pain that’s been tormenting her. "How does that feel, baby? Talk to me."

"I’m... I’m fine now," she whimpers, but her hips buck up, chasing more. "Don’t stop... please."

I increase my pace, rocking deeper. "Like this? Is this okay?"

"Yes!" she cries out, nails digging into my shoulders. "Harder, Ronan... please, fuck me harder."

I pepper kisses across her tear-streaked cheeks, her jaw, her neck, as I give her exactly what she begs for. My thrusts grow powerful, relentless. The bed creaks violently beneath us. Her body responds to every deep stroke, she sobs in pleasure, back arching, pussy gripping me like a hot, velvet fist.

I don’t relent. I slam into her with brutal force, driving deeper and harder with every stroke. The filthy slap of our sweat-slicked bodies fills the room, mingling with her broken screams and my low, guttural groans. Her orgasm crashes over her suddenly, walls pulsing and milking me as she shatters beneath me.

"Fuck, Rose... that’s it. Come for me," I growl against her lips.

Kael howls in ecstasy inside me. This is heaven, being buried inside our mate while she falls apart like this. I feel like the luckiest bastard alive, helping my beautiful girl through her heat.

I fuck her through the orgasm and the trembling aftershocks. As her body starts to relax, I drag the thick head of my cock along her sensitive walls, teasing every nerve. She shivers violently beneath me.

"By the goddess... by the fucking goddess..." she sobs, voice hoarse and desperate. Her hips jerk as fresh waves of pleasure hit her. "Don’t stop, please!"

She squirts around me suddenly, hot and slick, making me grunt with raw pleasure. I thrust back in deep, grinding against her.

"Fucking hell, you’re so perfect," I rasp, voice thick with emotion and lust. "So fucking perfect for me."

I keep moving inside her, slower now but still deep, savoring every clench, whimper, and tear of overwhelming pleasure that slips from her eyes.