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Chapter 8

Alpha Knae's POV

"I'm sorry." Two simple words, yet they felt heavy like lead on my tongue.

As alpha, I never apologized. I was never in the wrong. I took things when I wanted them, yet this woman in the span of a few days seems to have me wrapped around her fingers and the worst part, I couldn't bring myself to take her against her will.

"I won't call you such names again," I swallowed hard, holding my breath as I waited for a response. One I didn't get until she closed the door and locked it behind her. With a triumphant smile on her face as she swayed her hips my way.

"Wait till I wipe that smirk off your face," I said as she climbed over the bed, her body moving with perfect seduction as her face neared mine and before I knew it, we were kissing, tongue wrestling while my hands reached behind her to grab her ass. Soft, juicy, bouncy.

"Hmm," her moan made my dick react. With another jut, I knew I couldn't postpone it. If her outside was so soft and smooth, I couldn't wait to feel how warm her insides would be.

"I'm putting it in," I said as I brought the kisses down to her neck, loving the way she stilled and leaned into me, her pointed nipples poking my chest, pressing into me with as much urgency as I used the tip of my dick to navigate her entrance.

The squelching sound of my success made me take an inhale as I held her neck and turned her around to lay on her back.

This way, I could see her face and every expression she would make while I ravished her.

"Harder," she moaned as she wrapped her palm around my wrist, encouraging me to hold her neck. Just how much could she take?

Her eyes were closed and her face continued to redden from pleasure, moans slipping out every time I let another inch in. Then the moment our hips collided, she arched her back before freezing.

"The spot," she said as she flashed her eyes open and started grinding.

She needed this just as much as I did. "What would you have done if I didn't apologize?" I asked as I slipped out.

"What…what are you doing?" her body fell back to the bed as she glared at me.

"Asking a question. What would you have done if I didn't call you back? You need this just as much, don't you?" I asked and she turned her head in another direction, but I got my answer already.

My hand around her throat tightened as I slammed into her.

Expecting a plea of some sort, of any sort, but she did it again, wrapped her hands around my wrist, encouraging a harder twist.

I withdrew and slammed back in.

Save for a groan, she was fine.

Not the reaction I wanted. Just how much experience had she gathered to not be moved by my relentless fucking?

Like a light bulb went off in my head, I grabbed her ass so her legs could wrap around my waist, her heels squeezing around my ass. A sensation I never knew I could enjoy until now.

On my knees, with my dick inside of her, I still wanted more. More sensation, more of her body on mine. I needed to feel all of her, and so I leaned in and took her left nipple in my mouth, suckled on it as I pressed my face in and then she moaned.

Not once in my life did I think bringing another pleasure would bring me satisfaction. It did and at this moment every moan that slipped out of her mouth sounded like encouragement.

Encouraging me to do more, like a pat on the shoulder when she tousled my hair with her fingers and grabbed them by the root.

One hand on her neck, the other pinching her left buds, my mouth on her right, sucking and biting and licking and my dick inside her.

"Kane," she moaned.

No one ever called my name like that. Without the title? No one dared to, but here she was, once again, daring me and the best part? I didn't mind it one bit.

Sometime ago, I would have blamed my lack of pride on Silus, but he wasn't here.

A tug at my hair pulled me out of my distracted thoughts.

My dick was pulsing inside her.

"Oh god, Kane," she moaned from the back of her throat as her hands reached to my back, scratching as if to pull me closer than I already was.

I knew from experience that she was close and as exciting as the thought of delaying and teasing and denying this pleasure was, she was right about one thing, I needed this.

I let go of her chest and tapped her cheeks. Violet opened her glassy eyes, a drop of tears streaming down the side of her face.

"Cum inside me," she said without breaking eye contact.

Another command.

"Ugh," I felt my blood rush there, making me dizzy for a second as I straightened in my kneeling position and let it all out.

All out, all in, because I could feel her getting filled up as she held her boobs and squeezed her eyes shut, grinding her orgasm against me as I slammed in with the rest of mine.

As the last drop entered her, I collapsed on her side, ready to pull out when she tightened her hold on my waist.

"Don't," she said with a shaky breath, like a plea as she held my face tenderly, her eyes still closed as our lips met.

"Thank you," she said as she broke the kiss and buried her face in my neck.

"Thank me?" I furrowed my eyebrows, but her soft breath reached me in reply. She was asleep. Getting a well deserved rest while my dick was picking up again.

Wanting a second round was one thing I could go for. What I couldn't bring myself to do was disturb her sleep when she looked so peaceful and safe in my arms.

"Thank you Violet, for staying with me," I kissed her forehead and mumbled words I didn't know their origins. I had no reasons to thank her, yet my heart thudded with gratitude.