The Alpha

Chapter 7

         He left me for the rest of the night and I found myself falling asleep in the chair I pulled up beside the couch next to my mother's limp body. Finally, it wasn't only the soft ride and fall of her chest that gave her life. As astounding as it was, the blood actually gave her more color, and I felt less guilty for letting Luca feed it to her. I woke to the sound of Luca's voice in my head. "Rae."
I blinked slowly, eyes adjusting to my surroundings as I realized I was in one of Luca's houses. My mother was no longer beside me. I was in a bedroom I hadn't ventured before, but his smell surrounded me. 'This is Luca's room. I can just tell... He's everywhere in here.' Each sense of mine was enveloped by something of his. His scent, his white button up which he'd left beside me, was entangled in my hand, I still tasted him on my tongue, his room was simple but my eyes moved to the guitar that I instinctively knew was his. 'Oh god... why did he put me in here?'
I slowly sat up, starting by propping myself on my elbows, eyes skating down my smooth, uncovered flesh as I realized I was in panties, no bra. I grabbed the blanket pooling at my waist as I covered my breasts, sleep still settled upon me, my eyelids heavy. 'Why am I naked? Did he really strip me?' I was perturbed by that thought. Of how intimate it was. Just because I shared a few 'close' moments with him didn't mean I was ready to be stripped by him. I clenched my jaw when I swore I heard amused laughter in my head from him but it wasn't followed by any other sound in the house or his distinct voice. 'I think I've overstayed my welcome... I need some space from that man.'
I scanned the room for my clothes, the sun streaming in enough for me to take in my surroundings, but my clothes were missing. Besides his shirt, I was only left to my panties. 'I can't go prancing around here in panties... especially if his deranged uncle is up and about...' I frowned, utterly annoyed at my dilemma as my gaze drifted to the door longingly. 'I'm not really sure I have much of a choice at the moment.' I sighed, swiping his shirt from beside me and tugged it on, before buttoning it up only for it to hang loosely on me. 'Crap.'
After running fingers through my tangled hair, I moved into the hallway, thankful when I recognized it and realized that Luca had kept me in the same house as my mother. 'The house I was attacked in...' I shivered, unable to shake how terrifying the memory was as I moved through the hallway, passing doors that were closed but still daunting. I descended the steps quickly, eyes searching the living room where I found my mother curled up beneath a blanket on the couch. 'God, she truly does look like she's healing... I hate to say this but he was right.'
His voice invaded my head, and regardless of my mother's sleeping body being the only other person in the room, we weren't alone as Luca made home in my mind. 'I will protect what is mine.'
'Yours? I am not property, Luca.'
'Those weren't my words. My body is yours just as much as yours is mine.'
'I'll pass. Thanks.' A growl boomed in my mind and I swallowed nervously before moving back to the chair next to my mother and sitting on it. 'My stubborn queen.'
'There's that word again. Queen. What makes you think I'm your queen?'
'Because it is prophesied.'
I rolled my eyes at how biblical it all seemed as I wrapped my arms around my waist and leaned my head back against the chair. 'What if I don't want to be queen? Don't want to be yours...' He was quiet for a moment in my head. It was unsettling. I shifted, unsure of what to say to rouse him to be truthful. I glanced towards the foyer at the front door, hairs along my body standing on edge as if his physical presence was back within close proximity of me. 'Luca?'
I dared call out to him mentally, only to gasp when I heard his voice behind me as he came to stand in the living room. I whipped around, stunned by his dominating presence as my attraction filled me instantly. My eyes slid over his body and I found myself salivating for him. "You're looking at the result of denying your mate." His dark eyes moved to my mother, where they lingered purposefully and I gasped with shock, my hand shooting to cover my mouth as it fully dawned on me the reality of her sickness.
'Wait? This is from her denying... his uncle? The man who tried to attack me? And this is my fate if I don't accept him?'
"Yes. Your mother denied my uncle — Ethan — and now they both decay. The longer they are apart, the more inevitable her demise will become."
"Is there any way to stop it?"
"She will have to accept Ethan. Mate with him during a blue moon. It's the only way. Otherwise they both will die."
'If it was costly, I wonder why Ethan didn't just take her against her will...'
The thought made my stomach twist sickeningly. "Your mate must willingly participate."
"So I can say no?" I knew he'd stepped further in the room by his heavy footsteps. They made the wood beneath them screech from his powerful stance and no matter how hard I tried to shove away my lust, I was no match for the bond he implied we had. "There is no way to deny it. You will be mine when it is time."
'I don't know if a curse is enough to make me give in to him... This can't be my destiny.'
"I am no ones."
He moved towards me swiftly. It was so fast it made my head spin and I blinked rapidly trying to adjust to the fact he was in front of me now. He reached out for the arms of the chair and leaned down so his face was a few inches from mine. "Do not tempt me. You've been testing my patience."
"Tempt you? To do what..."
He arched a brow, a humorless smirk playing on his lips as he gauged my startled reaction. His eyes glided over my face, lingering on my lips before they traveled down my body, admiring his loose shirt hung awkwardly on my frame, giving him an eye full of creamy breast. "Do you really want to know the answer to that? Anima mea?"
'I don't know if I do...'
"Tell me, Luca. What will you do if I continue to.... tempt you."
I bit my lip, aware of how breathless his closeness made me. I painted with a passionate need, all my opposition about our bond flew out the window. He groaned slow and deep in the back of his throat, his nostrils flaring as he inhaled the dewy scent of my arousal. "Huh, Luca?" I goaded him, my eyes moving down his face towards the crotch of his pants where his steel erection awaited, throbbing painfully, so close to that flower between my thighs, and yet not close enough with the barrier of my panties and his pants. 'Oh god, what's gotten into me? I can't have one secure opinion near him because my body is so treacherous.'
"Mmm... Rae.. You're getting wetter. I can smell your arousal. So fucking potent, it's making me high. Fuckkkk."
My insides clenched from the greedy moan that slipped from his mouth and I went to clutch the chair to steady myself as my chest heaved up and down as the desire built in me. When my hands moved towards the arms of the chair, instead of the wood, I accidentally rested my hands atop his and the electricity that surged through me was enlivening. 'Oh shit, I can't resist him.'
"Stop, Rae." A pained groan morphed into a growl from him and he clamped his teeth down on his bottom lip as he forced his eyes closed. "Stop it I won't be able to keep myself from having you."
'At this point... I don't want him to. My body is begging for his touch and only his touch.'
"I can't.. I can't claim you as mine. Not until the blue moon."
He hissed and ripped his grip from the chair and stumbled backwards. "It's too dangerous. I have to stay away until then."
'He can't have me until the blue moon? What the hell does that mean?'
"It is prophesied. Until the blue moon I cannot enter you. And even with restraint, the more we near the blue moon, my will power lessens."
"Oh... I see..."
He moved to the other side of the couch to distance himself from me. "Why am I chosen? Why is my mother?"
"Bloodline. For thousands of years. From the moment you were born you were destined for me. That's what's led you back here..."
"And what about my mother?" He tensed at the mention of my mother, and as if she could almost hear the conversation in her dreams, she stirred atop the couch and I hushed my tone. "Why didn't she mate with Ethan? Why did she choose the curse over him?"
'What did he do to make her hate him that much?' Luca's eyes darkened. "You'll have to ask her that. But I would say it was Ethan who was betrayed. Not your mother. She had a duty to her pack, to fate, and she denied it. And the consequences were grave."
He spun around, anger in the way his muscles were all flexed and his body was stiff with each movement. "Her chances for redemption are running out." He began towards the door, stopping to call one last time over his shoulder. "I only hope you make the right decision and accept me for what I am. Your mate. Your soul. Your Alpha. Completely." He left me, and I wish I wasn't filled with disappointment, but even I couldn't help but feel a loss from his absence.
An hour or so later, after some mindless sitting next to my mother, a pair of shorts were tossed on my lap and I frowned, turning to see Luca. "What are these for?"
"Piece of mind."
'Thank god. I hate being indecent. That's how I know this mating thing won't work. I don't even like being in my underwear around people let alone completely naked and having sex... something I've never done before in the first place.'
He scoffed, clearly eavesdropping on my thoughts but he didn't say anything as I stood and pulled the shorts on, fastening them quickly. I felt his eyes on my fingers as I buttoned the shorts, and when I looked up, that look of hunger was in his eyes again, but he rapidly blinked it away. "When will she wake up?"
"Give it time. It varies." I sighed frustratedly and peered down at my mother with concern. "But trust me, she will wake up. That I promise you."
I was confused by the edge in his voice and the way it made my skin crawl. As if something horrible was inevitable and only he was in on the secret of it. 'As long as she's okay that's all that matters.'
"Have you eaten?" I shook my head, aware that it had been a full day since I had eaten. 'That could be why I feel faint... That or Luca's closeness. He's so intoxicating.' I gasped lightly when I felt him next to me, and his hand rested on my arm. "Come. Let me feed you."
He captured my chin with his other hand and turned my head to look at him. I realized how intimate he was being. 'Like feed me feed me?'
"Yes. You are mine to take care of. Mine to nourish. My soul."
'That's incredibly intimate...'
"Come."
"Fine."
He released my chin but kept his hand on my arm, sliding it down to my wrist, and from his touch, my nerve endings fired pleasurably and my breath hitched from the way I moistened shamefully in my panties. "Careful, Rae. Or you won't be the one eating. It will be me." He stopped, his gaze moving down to my clenched thighs when I realized what he was implying. 'Oh my god... he means me. He'll eat me...'
I didn't know how to respond to that, so wordlessly he pulled me to the kitchen, only releasing my arm when I arrived and he moved to the fridge and began pulling items out. I moved towards the counter, eyes mulling over what he pulled out until my eyes rested upon a dish filled with noodles and what looked like cheese sauce. "Alfredo." My stomach growled and a soft mew left my lips as I eyed the dish of noodles ravenously. "Sit." He commanded me. I hugged frustratedly, placing my hands on my hips. 'He wants full control. And in a single parent household I've always had freedom. I've had to take care of myself. Especially after mom got sick... So relinquishing control is a little hard for me.'
"Look... I can get it myself."
"I wasn't asking. Sit, Rae."
I stood there, eyes wide and defiant as I stared at him, and without warning, he turned and stepped into my body, his arm wrapping around my waist as he forced me to walk backwards until I neared the table off to the side. "L-Luca you can't just —"
"You don't ever listen do you? Stercore! You're a handful."
He used a hand to yank a chair out beside me and loosened the one around my waist to press his hand against my stomach and gently shoved me into the chair. "Sit."
'He's so demanding.'
"I wouldn't be. If you didn't enjoy defying me."
"I'm not a child."
"So you've said."
He moved back to the counter, and began to prepare my food. I couldn't help but watch him, observing the way he moved around the kitchen, relaxed familiarity upon his stature. None of the tension from earlier. 'Like he's in his natural element. Caretaker. Guess that comes with being Alpha.'
"Yes. It does."
'Crap. I keep forgetting he can hear what's in my head. It's a little unfair I can't just hear him on and off.'
"You will be able to."
"I will?"
"There will be no restraint of access between us... When we're mated."
"Mhm, unless you keep them from me."
"I will not."
He said that surely, and his certainty seemed real. He didn't plan on keeping things from me. I admired his generosity of trust. I licked my lips, admiring the bulge of the muscles on his arm as he turned the oven on, before he pulled out two plates. 'I never thought in a million years a man like him... Could want me. Could be destined for me.' I sighed, unable to keep my eyes from moving downward to his sculpted butt, leading to powerful thighs in which I knew his enormous length hung between. "Rae..."
That warning tone again, the one filled with thick desire didn't deter my thoughts, it only fueled then and I found my mind filled with erotic images of him ravishing my body the way he kept stating he would when the time was right. Suddenly, his words I'll be the one eating formed in my head and I pictured myself on my knees in front of him, tasting him as he desired to taste me. 'As if he can wait until then.'
My heart hammered wildly and I tightened my thighs together, trying to calm the pulsing heat from building between them. 'As if I can hold back...' I was terribly indecisive when it came to wanting him, but the innate need was beginning to take over and I felt my face flush. He snapped his head at me, a smoldering expression in his face as he took me, visibly satisfied with my lust. "Stop. Or I'll have to have you. I won't be able to stop from claiming a part of you."
His eyes slid to my mouth, then dauntingly to my breasts, until they narrowed scrutinizing my stomach to rest at my legs where my flower drooled greedily for him. "Drools? Mm.. the longer you spend near me, the more desperate you become for me." He stepped towards me and I swallowed nervously. "Just tell me to stop. And I'll try." Another step and his massive erection came into view. I salivated for it. "I'll fucking try to stop myself Rae."
A growl escaped his lips when he stepped forward again and he bared his teeth, his tongue gliding over them like he was ravenous for the wet heat of my core. "Don't stop." I was compelled by a strong force to say it, and it seemed foolish to say destiny but I knew it was the bond between us two. My name was an almost indiscernible growl on his lips as he pounced, moving across the room swiftly, lifting me from the chair to settle me atop the table. He yanked me so my butt was on the edge of the table, and he leaned forward to place a deep kiss on my mouth. 'Oh wow. He's powerful...'
His touch was raging with a dominance that only an alpha could have. His mouth claimed me greedily, viciously, teeth and tongues clashing until he nipped and sucked each lip, my tongue, even glided his own tongue over my teeth. 'He wants every inch.' His voice entered my mind abruptly. 'Yes! You're mine!'
He tested his mouth from mine with a growl and moved down my body, shoving his own shirt I was wearing, upward. I captured his shirt before he could get to my thighs, tugging impatiently. 'Off.' He smirked from the use of my inner thoughts to command him but obeyed and pulled his jacket and shirt off, tossing them into the floor without a care. He pressed his palms to my inner thighs, spreading my legs to place wet kisses along my eager flesh, even moving over the denim until his mouth and tongue sucked on the crotch of my shorts just where my center was. I was thankful the fabric was thick. 'Oh god, I can feel him through my shorts! The wetness from his tongue! It's already soaking into my panties. He's sucking Mmh nectar through my shorts.'
'You taste fucking exquisite.'
Those words were in my head so he wouldn't disrupt his tongue from the delicious lashing he was giving my hot core. I was so into the pleasure he was giving me, I began to thrust my hips, grinding my shorts against his face. He groaned and wrapped his arms around my thighs, helping to move me against his lips. 'I won't be able to hold on. It feels too good. He's everywhere. Dominating me completely.'
'Yes.'
'I'm going to come, Luca!'
My cheeks heated from that embarrassing admittance. I'd never told a man when I was going to come. I'd never even orgasmed with a man before, nothing besides a prudish rub of my own fingers against my pulsating clit. Luca groaned again and his voice was in my head again as he continued to suck and grind his tongue on my clothed center. 'Come for me, Rae. Give me your pleasure. For your pleasure is mine.' I cried out, unable to hold back as my inner walls twitched and clenched greedily, like they were desperate to be filled. Pure ecstasy exploded within me, and I shook atop the table, eyes shutting firmly as the breath was knocked out of me. 'My body feels so good. My center feels so warm and wet now!'
If it weren't for Luca's strong hold, I probably would've fallen off the table. He sucked on me through my orgasm and it wasn't until I stopped jerking that he removed his mouth from my shorts, and stood, hooking his fingers into them. "W-what-"
"I need to taste you bare. Suckle on those lips and that slit until I've cleaned the juices from you." His actual voice was no longer in my head, but huskily commanding me in the room for anyone who was near to hear. "I need these shorts and those panties out of my fucking way."
He went to tug them down and I compiled instantly, his words on a naughty repeat in my head, making me even wetter by the second. When the shorts were particularly down my thighs, I was startled by the second of someone calling my name in the distance. 'My mom!'
"Rae!" My eyes widened and I moved to climb off the table, Luca's arms falling down to his sides. "It's my mother. She's awake." He nodded, his dark eyes still swirling with that animal need, but he let me fix myself. 'God, thankfully she didn't walk in on that...' I glanced around the kitchen. 'Anyone can see us... even the windows are void of blinds or curtains.'
I hurried back out towards the living room, feeling Luca moving behind me. My mother was standing, her gaze relaxing when she saw me. I wrapped my arms around her waist when I got to her, hugging her tight. "Where are we?" I sniffled, holding back tears, happy that she was alright, when I pulled back from her. "I'm so glad you're okay, mom."
"I don't remember much. Just pain, then waking up here... I feel... Oddly refreshed. It's a miracle. I thought I was going to die."
"Yes, about that...."
I stepped back from her when she released me from a hug. I watched her eyes move to Luca, and she did something I didn't expect. She screamed.