Brenna
“Could you put this on my tab, please?” I asked the shopkeeper, my hands shaking. Not from fear, though. I was always calm during a crisis but fell apart afterward, and it always took a while for me to calm down. I guess it was from shock or the overload of adrenaline.
“Yes, of course,” he replied, looking between Cory and Harper.
“Let’s go,” Cory placed his hand on my back and walked me out, leaving Harper to carry the groceries.
“Oh, the cookbook!” I yelled as Cory walked me down the hallway toward the elevator.
“Got it,” Harper said behind us.
We all piled into the elevator a moment later.
“Come here.” Cory held me close and rubbed my arms.
But I took a step back, and his arms fell to his sides. “I’m fine. Really. I just don’t want Adan to see me this way.” I looked between Cory and Harper. “He’ll kill her.”
Cory scoffed. “And rightfully so! You don’t threaten the future Queen and live to tell about it. Not in this Pack.”
“No,” I replied. “I don’t want her dead. She’s looking for a reason to get rid of me, even if it means dying herself. In fact, we should probably place a guard on her to ensure that nothing happens to her. If someone kills her, they’ll come looking for me first and possibly Adan.” I looked at them both. “Please don’t tell him what happened.”
“My Queen.” Cory stepped out of the elevator and walked beside me, headed toward my suite. “I have my orders, and I have to tell him.”
I let out a deep breath, defeated. “Then let me tell him.”
He stared at me for a long moment and nodded. “Very well, then.”
I opened the door, and Harper stood outside holding the groceries.
I walked in and laid my keys on the table, motioning them in. “Harper, you can set the groceries on the counter.”
“No, My Queen.” He shook his head. “We’re under strict orders never to enter your suite unless it’s an emergency.”
“Very well, then.” Anger welled up inside my chest as I took the groceries from him. “Thank you both for escorting me.” I closed the door behind me, leaving them in the hallway to stand guard by my door.
How dare Adan give them such an order? Doesn’t he trust me? I slammed everything around as I fired up the broiler in the oven, making a mental note to get a grill to set on our shared balcony. I ripped open the package of steaks, threw them on a small broiler pan, and slid it into the oven. After I quickly looked up how to make baked potatoes in the microwave, I washed them, set them on a plate, and covered them with a plastic bag. Then I slid them into the microwave and cooked them for fifteen minutes.
Soon, I heard Adan talking to someone in his room. So, I threw open the door, and he was sitting on the sofa. His head snapped up, and he cut off the phone. “What’s wrong?”
“How dare you give specific orders to my guards?”
He chuckled as he rose to his feet. “What are you talking about?”
“Harper carried up the groceries, and I told him to set them on the table, but he said he was under strict orders never to enter my suite unless it was an emergency!” I bit my lower lip in an effort to calm down. “How dare you give them such an order? Don’t you trust me?”
“Yes, of course I do.” He rose to his feet and slid his phone onto the table as he headed toward me. “I just don’t want them getting any ideas—”
“And don’t you think I know how to say no?”
“Yes, of course, but—”
“But nothing!” I fumed, shaking my head as I tried to calm down. “If you can’t trust me as far as you can throw me, then why are you with me?”
A crease formed between his eyes. “Who says I don’t trust you? I’m only trying to protect you—”
“I’m cooking dinner tonight! Come over when you’re ready!” Then I slammed the door in his stunned face. He probably thought I was a crazy woman, but I didn’t care. I refused to give up my independence for anyone… including my Mate.
While everything was cooking, I headed into the bathroom and turned on the shower, needing a moment to calm down. Soon, the hot water started working its magic, and my muscles began to relax. A moment later, the bathroom door opened. When I looked out, Adan was already stripping off his clothes.
“What are you doing?” My heart pounded against my ribcage, surprised that he was actually here.
“I think you need to calm down.” He shrugged, one corner of his lips curling into a sexy smile. “I’m here to help.” He slid his pants down his legs, along with his boxers, revealing his long, thick cock.
“And how do you plan to do that?” I shrugged, pretending to be unfazed. “I thought you wanted to wait—”
“To go all the way, yes,” he cut me off as he stepped into the shower with me. “But there’s no reason why we can’t play a little in the meantime.”
I wrapped my hand around his thick cock, causing him to gasp. “Then I want to play, too.”
“Be careful what you say, baby girl.”
“I’m not a baby.” I moved my hand slowly up and down his shaft, and his eyes were suddenly half-mast as he braced himself on the shower walls.
“And for the record,” he breathed, taking a step closer. “I do trust you. But it wouldn’t look good for men to walk in and out of your suite, even your guards. I told them not to come in for your own protection.”
I nodded, understanding, loving the effect I was already having on him. I knelt on the tile floor in front of him as water rushed over my back, watching his cock twitch in my grasp.
“What are you doing to me?”
I shrugged. “Whatever I want.” Suddenly, I felt empowered, having this powerful Alpha at my mercy. At this moment, his pain and pleasure was mine.
He chuckled. “Oh, is that right?”
I nodded, smiling as I licked up his shaft, looking into his eyes for his reaction.
“Oh, that feels good,” he breathed.
I opened my mouth wide and took him in, but my teeth accidentally scraped the side.
“No teeth, baby girl,” he breathed. “Suck and lick.”
I nodded, moving my hand up and down the base of his length as I sucked.
“Open your throat to take me in as far as you can without gagging.” He pushed in farther, but I gagged. “Close your thumb in your left hand, and it’ll keep you from gagging.”
My head snapped up. “Seriously?”
He nodded, smiling. “Give it a try, if you like.”
I made a fist around my thumb and opened my throat as he had said. This time, I was able to take him farther without gagging. I sucked and licked and soon found a rhythm as he moaned softly, resonating in his cock. Soon, he pulled me back, and I slid my hand up and down his cock, watching as he erupted in climax, moaning in pleasure.
“Wow... that was good,” he breathed, catching his breath.
“I’ll get better at it....” I arched an eyebrow as I looked into his eyes, “with practice.”
He chuckled. “Oh, yeah? Well, that was great as it was.” He held out his arms and brought me to my feet. “Now, it’s my turn.”
He slid his hand down between my legs, found my clit, and rubbed as he pushed two fingers inside, causing me to gasp. He supported my weight as he worked his magic over my pussy. Then his lips descended upon mine, and I opened for him, wanting him so badly I could taste it.