Semua Bab The Cruel Alpha’s Breeder : Bab 61 - Bab 67

VERANIA I stared at Rasmon and wondered if my mind was making up images of him. Was he really standing in front of me? How was this possible? I ran away and I’ve been running around in circles, trying to find the exit to this place. How did he find me so quickly?Most importantly…why did I immediately recognize him as my mate?My heart was beating undeniably faster. He started toward me slowly, eyes wide. Could he feel the same thing I did? Did he know I was his mate? It had to be a mutual thing, right? So, I’d be shocked if he didn’t know, especially since I felt so strongly toward him. “Verania,” he whispered. “It’s alright. Come to me. Everything will be fine.”I almost went to him, but then I remembered how he sent me away because of Lorena, and I hesitated. My anger returned, and I felt it blind me all over again. It was so difficult to navigate through it. “Verania, I know you’re upset, but it’s fine. The man you bit will be okay. The doctor is with him now.”I looked up at

VERANIAIn the morning, it was pain that woke me. My arm was stiff and when I turned to the side, I saw that my mark bled all over the pillows. Rasmon wasn't in bed, and I had to suppress how disappointed I felt that he was gone. Where was he?I tried to feel for him, but for some reason, there was nothing inside of me and it was almost like I imagined the whole connection. Then again, it wasn't something that we discussed. If it weren't for the mark, I would've assumed that last night was just a dream. Despite the pain, though, I felt energized. It was a new feeling. It was like I didn't need anything. Lately, I'd been waking up exhausted and tired of the day ahead of me before it even started. Right next I felt brand new. I rose from bed, ignoring the pain, and headed into the bathroom to clean up. When my wound looked better, I wrapped a robe around my naked body and went to my bedroom. Thankfully, I didn't come across anyone. I chose a dress to wear, then headed downstairs

VERANIA“Rasmon!” I moaned as stars exploded behind my closed lids. His head was between my legs, and he feasted. My whole body shook from the pleasure of his tongue and lips sucking and teasing the delicate button between my legs. I arched my back. My orgasm grew, and my core tightened. He continued lapping at my clit nonstop, and I couldn't take it anymore. I exploded. “You taste so good, wildflower,” he said against my flesh. The look in his eyes was almost drunken, and he kept sucking at my flesh while I fell apart again and again, and when his fingers disappeared into my heat, that was when I could barely sit. I kept moaning and rubbing myself against his face, needing more. My thighs hugged his face, and he never stopped, not even when I was sure that I was squeezing his face tightly. When he was done, he flipped me around. I was on my knees, holding onto the back of the couch. He fisted my hair in his hand and pulled so my neck was arched. Then, he kissed my mouth. I taste