The Female Alpha You Can't Tame

Chapter 84: Chapter 84 Let me feel you

Blood. Every place my eyes land I find blood. Its dark color strapping around me like a vine forcing me to watch and take in the sight filling me with intense fear. The ground is filling up like a closed tub whilst the sky pours, the redness painting my flesh. Looking down at my palm I wonder whose blood this is.

I am drenched in it. My heart thumps, the only time I can feel fear is not of battles but of losing someone dear to me. I am scared. Shivering I clutch my body tightly looking for a way out from where I am locked up.

Trying to take a step forward amidst the bloody storm I cannot move for my feet are clamped to the ground holding me caged preparing me for a show. I quickly kneel my fingers trying to rip my feet from the ground’s grip only to fail and try again.

My vision is covered by the blood that cascades from the sky and I struggle harder not wishing to stay any longer. A sudden stab strikes through my chest and a scream escapes my lips as my eyes widen the truth coming into realization.

I begin to tremble from the tips of my hair to the heels of my feet. My heart surges skipping the beats all I want to do is run. Clutching my painful chest I slowly turn around and a painful wail leaves my chest watching the silver knife plunged into the chest of my male.

"Lumina." His voice echoes all around me yet I keep my eyes on the one in front of me.

"T-The m-moon.... shall not w-welcome you." Deimos says to the rogue coughing up blood. The same scene plays in front of me haunting my existence.

"I n-need t-to get to him." I whisper to myself trying harder to get away from the harsh grip.

"Lumina please." Deimos’s voice echoes again but all I see is the silhouette of my male dying upon the floor blood gushing from his open wound for it is not this version of him calling my name.

Tears stream down my face and I scream my palms grasping my calf pulling on it with every inch of energy. "Let me go! Let me go!" I screech banging the ground trying to crawl to my male who is dying. There is no movement of his chest for he lies completely still void of even the slightest change. Eyes closed he just lies there in his pool of blood.

The sound of the storm tunes out for the only thing I hear is the sound of my agonizing screams. They are desperate and hard for one to hear, even myself.

"Lumina!" Deimos yells this time, his voice strained to drown with sadness and worry. With a loud gasp, my body springs up eyes pacing scanning my surrounding.

Heart calms once eyes find the familiar room. Our room. The dimly lit bedroom with the only light coming through the windows. I look down to see my shirt drenched with sweat. Touching my face tears land upon my fingertips. Another nightmare.

Finally, I turn to my right to find my male watching me quietly but his eyes speak to me. He is bare off his shirt and pants for before sleep I wish to feel the heat of his flesh on mine. Leaning his weight on his elbow he gazes at me trying to fathom my emotions. He had been trying to wake me up.

My male possesses dark circles below his eyes, his sclera painted with a hue of red. Deimos has gotten better over the past few weeks but his work consumes him. All the duties he had left including training Giovanni he had to take it all up again so once it is over we can return home.

In the morning he deals with the matters of an Alpha, at night he deals with the nightmares’ of his mate.

My eyes scan him from his eyes to his lips, down his neck to his lower region hidden behind the blanket. Crawling towards him slowly not looking into his eyes I straddle him. My heart pumping with anxiety wishing for the comfort only he can provide. His comfort to me is like him rescuing me from drowning in deep waters.

"Lumina." He calls my name softly face distorted with a worried expression as I strip him off his boxers. He knows what’s coming for it has become almost an everyday thing when the nightmares plague my mind. Sometimes he says he lives through my dreams with me because of the mark but sometimes he cannot and that seems to be the case today.

Pumping his cock trying my best to make him hard, he groans covering his eyes with the back of his palm throwing his head back upon the pillow. I can make him hard within minutes, only I can for my touch sparks a burning need within him that never dies until we both are satisfied.

"Let me feel you." Is all I say lifting my hips positioning him at my entrance.

"Goddess Lumina." His voice holds a depth of worry with a hint of understanding but his eyes...his eyes are hooded whilst he raises his head a little to meet my eyes. Excitement floods his system mixed with distress and concern. All these emotions aimed for me.

Biting my lip keeping our eyes connected I slide down his hardness. A soft moan leaves my lips as he clenches his jaw trying to control the beast that wishes for control. He finds it harder to control his wolf for it has a new agenda in mind when he takes me. Pheromones surge into the air covering us in a soft cloud and the smell fuels my desire to have him.

Once settled I begin to slowly ride him and move my hips back and forth like a sensual dance. A dance he feasts on. He doesn’t touch me during these times. He knows I wish for comfort but the beast within him wants to sink deep and take me rough as an animal-filled with deep need and passion.

So instead I give it to him. I take him roughly satisfying both of us. Grabbing his wrists I lock them above his head as he leans closer mouth sucking on the flesh of my neck. He can get free if he wishes but he doesn’t, allowing his female control over him.

Increasing my pace I change my movements jumping on his cock, palms flat on his chest for support and he grunts deeply eyes swirling showing the mix of beast and man. They like this. What I do to them. Clutching his wrists tighter I raise my hips and bring it down hard as the sound of my ass smacking against his thighs echoes through the room.

That was my first thrust, only a mere taste of what I will give him. His eyes gaze at my breasts covered by my bra. Letting his hands free, I clamp one of them and place his palm on my right breast. His eyes darken and he struggles. "Touch me." Is all I moan out urging him trying to push him to his limit.

He doesn’t heed so I fuck him. Hard. Placing my heels upon the bed allowing them to carry the weight of my body I bounce on his length making sure my ass smacks his flesh to please his ears. To excite him further. Looking deep into his eyes I tease him, slowly swirling my hips in a circular motion grabbing his jaw forcing him to look.

No Alpha male could ever give his female such control over him. It goes beyond their limits or what they stand for. Yet my male allows me to dominate him, allows me to lash out my Alpha hormones onto him. It doesn’t make him any lesser of a male, it makes him more of an Alpha. My Alpha.

His cage tears open as his large palms clamp each side of my hip. Now he has the control lifting my hips plunging deep hitting my good spot. Throwing my head back a loud groan of intense pleasure leaves my lips. He pounds into me with all his strength and I swallow it all.

The sound of his balls hitting the flesh of my core intensifies our fire making it spread all over our bodies and we give into it. With a growl, he gets up so our chests meet and his face rests right in front of mine. Cupping my breast removing the flesh from the holds of the bra, setting them free.

He takes a ripe bud into his mouth devouring it showing no mercy. My lips are at his neck licking and biting the mark I gave him. Every time my lips touch it a low hoarse moan leaves his throat, the mark bringing electrifying sparks.

The muscles of his bicep clamp around my stomach fingers gripping my side to secure me to him whilst his other hand is placed upon the bed to carry both our weights. Sucking on my breasts giving each a treat he moves into me at a slow pace.

This was him comforting me, the burning need encaged once more only allowing gentleness to ease my anxious soul. Soft thrusts combined with slow kisses to my lips. Our tongues make love along with us and our voices flow through the room hitting every wall bouncing back into our ears.

He controls the pace and I move my hips to it. My hands feast on his flesh teeth biting into his collarbone sucking on his skin making sure to leave a mark. Picking up the pace his face stuffed into my neck, moans muffled he nears his end and so do I.

His cock grows bigger within me ready to burst and I clench around him ready to take it in. With a loud growl, his knees cage my hips throwing my body backward landing on top of me he pumps his length hard and quick as he reaches his ecstasy spilling his seed all over me taking in the sight that always drives him mad whilst I ride mine wave after wave.

He watches my fluid leaking down my core and his eyes darken once more but then they move to his seed all over my body and the darkness disappears filled with a hint of disappointment and expectation. We never used condoms as Deimos was extremely good at controlling himself even when he is bound by the spell of our bond. A skill he mastered.

But lately, it seems we both have been thinking deeply of the same thing. A pup. A harsh sigh leaves his lips as he walks to the window tips of his fingers massaging the side of his head. I have ruined his sleep once more, haven’t I?

Silence consumes us as he stares far at a distance and I stare at his back. "I am sorry." I whisper. I have kept him up like this for so many nights reducing his hours of rest he desperately needs.

He quickly turns to show the hint of anger in his eyes. "Stop apologizing to me, goddammit!" He says as I flinch to his tone. "You have done nothing wrong, mate. It is perhaps me who is doing so."

Frowning I look at him confused with his words. "You haven’t done anyth-" I begin trying to ease the rising tension as he cuts me off.

"A pup." Is all he says for me to sit up and look away from him. "You have been wanting one have you not? Haven’t we both?" He asks with a scoff. One meant to ridicule himself of his actions.

Clenching my mouth shut in fear of his decisions I don’t reveal my feelings. "But you do not want one." I whisper.