บททั้งหมดของ Alpha Reid's Virgin Slave: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

RAYNEWhen I woke up, the office was dark. The only light came from the moon, casting long shadows across the marble floor. Reid's jacket was draped over me, his scent deliciously clinging to my skin. I didn't plan on falling asleep. I planned on watching Reid until he turned his back on me. The plan was to strike at the right moment. But his hands on my skin and the weight of the meal inside my belly were all it took. I slowly sat upright, careful not to open my stitches back up. My feet landed on the cool marble. I stood on wobbly legs. I pulled his suit jacket on, and a dark smirk lifted the corner of my mouth. Instead of waiting for the right moment to strike, I could just escape. By now, everyone was probably asleep. I soundlessly opened the door before sneaking out of Reid's study. My feet were silent against the floor as I made my way down the hallway. I carefully made my way downstairs, nervously looking over my shoulders. When I reached the staircase, I paused

RAYNEThe world narrowed to the shocking heat of Reid's tongue. He devoured the sting he’d left behind, transforming the pain into pleasure.My hips rolled against his mouth, my back arching off the stool. His tongue lashed at my clit, circled it, then plunged deep, fucking me with it.The coiled tension in my belly pulled tighter like a spring about to snap.Then he stopped.He pulled back, his chin gleaming with my wetness. His eyes were molten gold. "You’re close," he stated, his voice thick. "I can smell it. I can taste it. But you don’t get to come on my tongue, little bird. Not yet."A whine of pure frustration tore from my throat. The denial was a physical ache. Before I could even process it, his hands were on me.He hauled me up from the stool, my legs buckling. He didn’t let me fall. He spun me, my back to his front.He pushed me against the nearest wall. Rough logs pressed into my bare shoulders. He pressed his entire body against my back, pinning me in place.I could feel t

RAYNE The guards dropped me off at a heavy, rusted door. We were twenty feet under the pack prison. The air was thick with the scent of wet fur and iron. "Give us a moment," Carla demanded coldly. The guards nodded in understanding, leaving us alone inside the dark hallway. "The Elders don't play fair, neither should you," she uttered, stuffing a familiar bag into my hands. "How did you?" I asked, staring at my medical bag in disbelief. "Good luck," she whispered before leaving me there in the dark. I hugged the bag to my chest, placing a trembling hand on the door handle. I pressed the handle down, nervously stepping into the Hollow. Distant coughs and agonizing moans filled the silence. I made my way down the small prison cells made out of silver bars. Smeared blood and violent scratches decorated the floor. The smell of rotten blood and ru

Reid didn’t ask. He didn’t wait for permission.He drove his hips forward, sheathing his thick, brutal length inside me in one relentless thrust.A sharp pain ripped through my core. A white-hot brand of pure violation. My breath left me in a punched-out gasp, and my head thudded back against the cool wall. It hurt. It burned, a stretching, tearing sensation of being split open, of being claimed in the most primal way possible. My virginity, a thing I’d guarded, was gone, stolen by the man I was supposed to hate.But beneath the pain, a deeper, more treacherous sensation bloomed. A fullness. A completeness that had my inner muscles clenching around him, trying to accommodate his impossible size. A choked sob escaped my lips.Reid went perfectly still, buried to the hilt inside me. His forehead dropped to mine, his breath coming in ragged pants that washed over my face. His golden eyes were pools of molten gold, his pupils blown wide with a hunger so profound it stole the air from

RAYNEI woke up tangled in Reid's bedsheets. His scent was everywhere around me, the scent of sandalwood and clean male skin. Carla was busy tidying the room, her back turned to me. I carefully sat upright, and a sharp pain shot through my forehead. "Carla?" I rasped, and she instantly swung around. She rushed over to my side, pouring me a glass of water. "Here you go," she uttered in a hushed tone, handing me a glass of water. "I have to inform the Alpha," she uttered as soon as I took the glass from her. "Carla, wait," I stopped her before taking a sip of water to quench my thirst. "Do you need anything?" She asked, rubbing her hands on her apron. "No, I just have a question," I said, carefully setting the glass aside. "My medical bag... where did you find it?" "I found it in your car at the camping site where Alpha Reid scented you for the first time," she explained, before turning toward the door. A deep frown settled on my forehead. I didn't pack any medical equipment tha