You're Still Mine

Morgan's POV

I woke up to hear Azriel calling out to me, as if he knew I had just woken up, refreshed and feeling wonderful. My bones were definitely stronger. I felt on top of the world.

“You up?”

“Yes.”

“Feeling better?”

“Perfect. I feel like you deserve to die now.”

He got up from the floor all smiles like he didn't believe I could kill him. He's an idiot to think that.

“That's good. It sounds amazing.”

Azriel invited himself to the bed, not being an absolute gentleman, and he pulled me to him. Of course I tried pushing him away but failed.

“Stop, I'm not interested!” He pressed me even tighter to him.

“I don't care. Let me smell your hair.” He took a good whiff.

“You're a creep.” He couldn't care less.

“What's your next plan for me now?” At this point I had calmed, weirdly enjoying the way he kept inhaling my hair like it had gold in it or something.

“Definitely plans of evil. I'll execute everything I think of, so consider watching your back in return.”

“Yes my queen.”

“I've told you to stop calling me that. I'm fine now, so stay away from me. I mean it.”

I pushed him off me, soon getting down from the bed. He watched me with unkind eyes like he wanted to eat me whole.

Not happening. Now I was stronger, all the hurt seemed to come back. This same man mercilessly made me transfer everything I owned to him. He took everything from me!

The crazy part was that he tried to confuse me with his charms. Good thing I'll start practicing how to be immune.

For the next couple of days, I was eating like I hadn't eaten in years. By the end of the week, I was gaining my weight back.

Azriel was being kind in a way that was suffocating, coming to check up on me from time to time, maybe to see if I was still suicidal. I turned him away at the door every time.

I didn't want to see his face and forget.

He soon stopped coming to visit, and that just killed me. Why did my head feel the need to confuse me?

Days later, he threw a party, and at my expense. It was an evening party to celebrate being the new alpha officially. How funny. How upsetting. The crazy thing is, I also threw a party like this for spite back then.

After lounging in my room all day, I decided that I needed to see his face. It's been a while. Especially tonight, I needed to see him. Is it weird that I kind of miss him? I mean miss him to cuss at him obviously. I kind of applied some lipstick, but maybe it's because I was bored or something.

I calmly approached his room and for the first time, the guards were not trying to dare me. They just let me pass.

I opened his door and spotted him sitting down, watching some of his concubines dancing.

His eyes met mine immediately.

“Want to join the party?”

I shook my head.

“Send them away.”

“Why?”

I tilted my head in subtle growing anger. He was really letting us have this stupid unnecessary conversation.

“I want to have a word.”

He shook his head with an amused smile.

“You don't want to have a word with me, Morgan.”

When he dismissed the concubines, they were not happy, but I didn't care. At least he listened to me, so I appreciated that, of course until I realized why.

He rose up and walked to his balcony, and I followed. When he offered me a drink, I took it. For a while we just stared ahead in the silence, just watching nature, also watching the party groove from the ground floor.

I had no idea when he reached me, but he did, and he suddenly wrapped his arms around my waist.

I let out a low gasp. It took me by surprise and it felt…possessive.

“You have no idea how bad I want you.”

He started off, locking eyes with me and doing that crazy thing he did with his eyes that made them spill into mine and confuse me. I was successfully confused. I wrapped my arms around his neck, loving the contact, so hot all of a sudden.

I knew I should've never walked in here.

“As bad as I've been wanting you?” I teased.

“Worse.” His eyes darkened. He didn't seem to be joking. My core heated to the fact that the man standing in front of me had thought about being inside me more times than I could breathe. I wanted to take a step back, but I wondered if I could dare.

“Well, I'm not available now. Enjoy your concubines.” His hands on my waist were going lower.

“Tomorrow then?”

I shook my head.

“Never again actually. I despise you so much, I don't even want you near me. Remove your hands from my waist.”

His hands absolutely didn't leave my waist, even with my little pushes here and there.

He reached my ass and squeezed anyway, and a frustrated loose moan slipped past my lips. I'm so fucking hungry for Azriel after all.

A smirk lifted his lips.

“Should I get your colleagues then? Since you're not interested?”

“Colleagues?” I tilted my head because what was that supposed to mean

“Concubines.”

Wait a second. It hit.

“Excuse me?” Did he just call me a concubine?

“Since you can't breed anymore, you're my hot concubine, the hottest one I can't seem to fuck—”

“If you try bringing any of those women here—”

I wanted to go ballistic right then, my eyes red with anger.

“You're too damn jealous, for a woman who doesn't want me.”

“Because I don't want you.”

“Sure you don't. Come here.” He squeezed my ass again, and I was barely holding things together at this point.

“Stop, people could see us from here and think we like each other.”

He did not stop. He grabbed me fully this time, dragging my dress higher and higher.

I swallowed, literally trying to survive this huge man. He raised one of my legs and placed it on his thighs, gaining perfect access to mine and pressing himself to me.

I groaned as I leaned against the balcony rail as our cores met. He was hard, rubbing himself softly against me.

Fuck.

“You're birthing my pups, so, this is how it works.”

This man was suddenly all over me. His mouth was on my neck, leaving torturous licks and marks, sucking on my skin softly as he literally dry humped me.

“I can't do that anymore, forgotten already—” I let out a sharp moan right then. I was already soaking wet before he even started, and it was too good, I couldn't get him to stop.

“Don't care. You're still mine.”