All Chapters of Claim me, Biker Alpha: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Mara’s POVSlowly, my eyes blinked open to a sterile ceiling above me. Then I felt heavy arms wrapped around my waist—possessively and protectively. Turning back, I saw Aldrich, his chest rising and falling in deep slumber.My eyes widened.What was he doing in my room?Did he fuck me by any chance?My breath seized completely.A rush of adrenaline coursed through me, and I sprang up to sit, clutching the duvet around my chest.“What are you doing here?” I yelled, my voice echoing through the room. “Who told you you could touch me?”His eyes parted open slowly, and he looked at me with a confused expression, rubbing sleep off his eyes. “What are you saying?” he asked, his voice husky.“You fucked me, asshole,” I cried out. “This was my first time, and you took it without my permission.”His eyes widened so much it almost looked like they would pop out of their sockets. “Asshole?” The word tasted bitter on his lips, like no one had ever dared call him that before. He sat up and eyed me

Mara’s POVMinutes later, approaching boots reverberated through the courtyard as Aldrich and his biker men walked in.Aldrich’s gaze was dark, chilling, and dangerous… but he looked devastatingly handsome. The black Italian suit he wore made him look like a Greek god, and each step he took made my heart thud slowly.I was captivated by his sheer beauty—so captivated that I couldn’t take my eyes off him until he stood just inches away from me.“Are you okay?” he asked. His concerned voice drew me out of my reverie. He touched my hand, and I felt a strange sensation course through me.I finally looked away and nodded. “Yes. It’s just that these people are on a personal mission to ruin our wedding.”He turned toward them, his eyes burning with rage. “What the hell is happening here, Elder?” he asked calmly, though fury laced every word. “And why would you bring these people to my wedding—our wedding—without our consent?”“If I asked you, my King, would you have agreed?” Silas countered.

Aldrich’s POV“I’m sorry. I had to kiss you because the Elders were watching us. Of course, we needed to put up a believable show in front of everyone,” I said.Of course, that was a lie. A blatant lie from the pit of hell.Yes… maybe the Elders were watching, but I did not need to kiss her to make them believe that I actually did.I never intended to kiss her before. My plan was to cup her face to shield the guests from seeing us directly, then place my thumb over her lips and press my mouth against my thumb, pretending to kiss her.She was already beautiful as she walked down the aisle earlier, but when I stared at her trembling lips up close, my wolf and I couldn’t resist the sheer beauty and sexiness of them. She had full lips—the kind that would be perfect for kissing and tightening around my cock.Fuck, Aldrich.What are you thinking?This is a fucking contract marriage. You drafted the rules yourself. No sexual obligations. But then… why do I feel angry about those rules?My co

Mara's POVMy body froze. “What?!” I spat. “Consummate the marriage? How? Why?” Several questions tumbled from my lips at once.His gaze slid past me, straight to the window. His nostrils flared. “Silas is already here. I can smell him already.”He walked to the window, leaned against the wall, stared out briefly, then turned back to me. He gritted his teeth. “That old hag is here with his minions, and we need to give them a show.”I tried to make sense of his words but I couldn't. My lips trembled. “H–how?”Before I could process what was happening, he removed my crown and dropped it onto the table nearby . Then he slipped off my ceremonial robe, leaving me in the strapless dress beneath it.His eyes locked onto my cleavage, which threatened to spill out of the deep V-neck. His gaze was primal—dark, hungry.The intensity of his stare sent goosebumps across my skin, my nipples pressing hard against the thick fabric. I had never felt so exposed in my entire life.My pulse thundered in

Mara’s POVThe next morning, we sat quietly at the dining table—Aldrich, Lilith, Evander, and I. Platters of food were laid out before us, but I couldn’t eat properly. I only picked at my meal. Not when my body still remembered every one of his touches as though it had all happened again. Not when I couldn’t stop imagining what it would feel like to be touched by him—real touching, with no holding back whatsoever.I shook my head vigorously, trying to chase the illicit thoughts out of my fucking mind and reminding myself for the hundredth time that he didn’t owe me any sexual obligations. The contract clearly stated that.I stole a glance at him. He remained calm, jaw clenched as he munched on his food, completely unaffected by what had happened between us yesterday. Of course, he had been with a thousand women, just like Lilith said. I probably meant nothing to him.Evander cut a chunk of chicken and placed it on Lilith’s plate. “Enjoy, my lady,” he said with a half-smile, his eyes f