All Chapters of Kidnapped by My Mate Universe: The Alpha's Doe: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

31. Racing HeartsAce was speeding. He was usually an extremely safe driver. After the car accident when I was fifteen, it took me a while to feel safe riding in a car again.For a while after, I was terrified any car journey would end with me waking up in another hospital, with no recollection of how I’d got there, in the most horrific pain of my life.There were times when Ace took that fear very seriously and drove like a grandma.But I’d obviously got him more worked up because he was barely pausing at the stop signs.The world moved past us in a blur, making my heart race. It was kind of exhilarating.When he did have to stop at a red light, he grabbed me by my chin, smashed his lips against mine, and erotically stroked my tongue until I was squirming in my seat, my panties sticking to my damp sex.Ace only pulled away when the cars behind us started to honk, letting out a vicious growl before slamming his foot on the gas.I knew he was taking me to his house. Mine wasn’t an opti

33. Secrets and ShadowsA week or so after I gave my first blowjob, Ace and I were still on top of each other every chance we got.Ace brought me back to his house every day after school. We barely made it through his front door before Ace slammed me against the wall and his mouth against mine. Today was no different.We stumbled into the living room, our tongues tangled together, and onto the couch, where Ace’s fingers made their way into my panties, leaving me gasping and convulsing under him.It was how we spent most of our evenings. We were insatiable. The attraction I felt for the man was insane.After we had satisfied each other, Ace laid me down with my head on his lap so he could run his hand through his hair and massage my scalp.“Where’s your dad?”His eyes found mine, his brow raised. “My dad?”How does he manage to look so good from this angle? I would have about a million double chins. I nodded. “It’s just, we’ve been spending a lot of time at your house, and I haven’t

35. Fevered DesiresHalfway through dinner, amid the friendly chatter and clinking of forks against plates, my stomach flipped with sudden nausea, forcing me to pause. I couldn’t take another bite without being sick.Of course, Ace instantly noticed my change in demeanor. His gaze traveled from the food on my plate to my face.He had this weird thing about making sure I got enough to eat. Ever since we were kids, he loved making food for me and taking me out for meals.I ignored him and focused on my breathing while I tried to get my rolling stomach under control. It was so strange. I had never gotten sick in the middle of a meal before.Ace leaned in. “You not hungry, beautiful? You’ve barely touched your food,” he asked quietly.Everybody else was busy enough with their own conversations to notice the interaction.“I’m fine.” I made a show of picking my fork up and pushing my food around on my plate.Ace narrowed his eyes but, thankfully, didn’t push me on the matter. Instead, he gr

37. A Release of DesireAce was hard and thick under my butt, and I loved it. I couldn’t stop myself from slowly rolling my hips over his, testing the waters of his self-control.The corners of my lips turned up when the sound of his low purrs increased.Christ, I am hot.“I think I’m sick or something,” I told him, my voice coming out breathier than I’d intended.“I don’t know what’s happening to me. I got so hot during dinner and”—I rolled my hips again, and warmth ran through my midsection before erupting in my belly—“it’s only getting worse.”“You’re not sick. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with you. You’re fucking perfect,” Ace replied gruffly. He moved his hands down my back to my waist, settling on my hips and squeezing me there.His new grip allowed him to encourage my hip movements, helping to move me over his hard, jean-covered dick. Back and forth, back and forth. “You just need a release, that’s all.”“A-a release?”“Mm-hmm,” Ace hummed. “A release only your man can giv

40. Echoes of BetrayalI crept back, searching for things to put in front of the door just in case he managed to break it down. I ran to Ace’s dresser and attempted to push it only to find that it was too heavy.So, I did the only other thing I could think of: I crawled underneath Ace’s bed. I covered my ears and rolled into a ball on my side, my pulse pounding, my heart in my throat.The banging continued for a while. And even after it ceased, Mr. Stoll sounded livid in the hall, screaming my name, swearing, snarling. It sounded like he was punching walls and throwing furniture.I stayed hidden the entire time, not daring to move an inch, even when I heard his rampage move down the hall and back downstairs. Glass was shattered and wood splintered.Dear god, he’s destroying the house.I was desperate for Ace to come save me, but he had no idea where I was, and I had no way to call for help since he had yet to replace my phone after dropping it in the sink.But he’ll definitely notice