Rejected Royalnett

18

First attack
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Bruce

"FUCK!" Ambôine slammed the map table violently, gritting her teeth tightly. Her group kept quiet, knowing not to upset her more. I came into my office confused by all the sudden tension in the room, Emma went through all the security and patrolling schedules with Scarletti while Julia was looking at why did the defence barrier cracked easily. Seeing Ambôine calming herself looking at her hands in deep thought, before growling dangerously deep. A sound I have never heard from her, her knuckles cracked under pressure of how tight she was holding her hands.

"Lady Alpha do you think. . . ?"

"It has to be, there's no other explanation to how they got in. They took out the front lines, someone must have known. . ." I entering the conversation feeling left out of my own goddamn pack's matters, envying how Ambôine is running everything perfectly. Watching her fume in anger made me realise one thing, that her character has shown more openly and how sexy she looks when violent, her scent was musky and thick not knowing why is it so strong. Her firey attitude was hot, how smoke spur from her lips. How her eyes blazing red, her hair glowing in ember flames. How come I haven't notice this from her?

"What?" I asked lost, Emma rolled her eyes as Scarletti chewed loudly. I can see they holding a grudge against me, I don't blame them at all. "Seems like Mister Alpha has a mole."

"A mole? You're serious?"

"Yes, someone is working with the rouges. There's a lingering scent of rouge with them but its masked." Julia said dazedly, running a hand through my hand feeling a headache appearing from the overwhelming stress. "Ambôine can I talk to you privately?" Ambôine raised a brow as her gang looked at her, she shrugged tilting her head to the door. Getting the message, her side lines left giving a warning a glare at me, watching them leave as Ambôine stood up straight dusting her gloves. It's been long since the last time I actually saw her hands. "Speak," she stated bluntly. I cleared my throat, thinking of what to say.

"But do not address me so informal, we had relations years ago but I'm Lady Alpha or Queen Alpha soon to be. Do I make myself clear mutt?" her voice went deep, sending chills through my spine. I nodded as she kept her metallic blue eyes on me, "I-I. . ." clearing my throat bringing control to myself, "Alpha to Alpha, I would like to say thank you for pulling my Pack to its rightful place and bringing its glory again." Ambôine scoffed pushing herself from the desk, her outfit was very tight than her usual dress shirts or tank tops. A red wine leather crop top showing off the dragon tattoo and her bellybutton ring and a scar overlapping the tattoo, making me curious of that curious that mark.

And a tight pencil skirt showing off her legs, flipping her red locks to the back. I felt my mouth open then closed, I'm shocked by her recent change of clothes. "I'm not done, I have to put a good word to save face of your pack—"

"You really hate me for rejecting you?"

"Not really, I knew we weren't meant for each other. Drop this topic, it's old." but I didn't want to, something inside made me want to fight for her. I loathed the outfit she was wearing especially around other guys, I didn't want anyone to see her like this besides me. Wait? What am I thinking? Her strange scent was clouding my mind, I kept my distance from her giving her space. "Anyways, court hearing is next week in London. Your father and three generations before him will have to be in front of the council," I nodded standing awkwardly there, when the silence thickening Ambôine took off walking pass me slamming the doors behind her as her scent got stronger.

Ambôine

Bursting into my assigned office was Nicky stood there, turning to face me confused. I looked at him pleadingly, getting the message as he sniffed the air. He closed the door behind him, leading me to the comfort chair. He remained quiet as I started to feel nervous, maybe he starting to dislike this. Nicky looked at me with a smile, "Relax love, don't worry. Let me handle the rest," his voice gotten deeper by lust, making me shiver in pleasure. He grabbed my chin forcefully making me look up as he smirked with his fangs poking through his plumbed lips, squeezing my chin as his thumb brushed my bottom lip parting my lips open. Nicky was getting fussy, knowing he was controlling his lust from him taking me right here. Watching his green eyes grow darker, slamming his lips against mine unexpectedly.

The kiss was rough and needy, his tight grip on my chin and fisting my locks as my hands gripped his muscle top. Deepening the kiss by pulling me close, I mewled softly making him growl deeply. Nicky bit my lip hard, I moan slightly as his tongue slide into my mouth. This time we weren't smooth and gentle with our tongues, this was a full dominant battle. My legs were spread wide open by his knees, as he started grinding against me roughly. Moans blurted out as he broke the heated make out session, placing his forehead on mine. His breathing was getting heavier and his grunts were becoming more, Nicky started kissing my neck and nipping his mark on my neck as I turn my head to the side. Taking off my leather crop top effortlessly and unhooking my bra, I tighten my legs around his waist giving out panting moans and groans.

Nicky kneaded my one breast and sucked my other nipple, teasing me but pleasing me at the same time. My moans got louder not caring who can hear me, Nicky groan looking up at me. "Ambôine. . ." he breathed out, his hips started slamming into me. "W-We can't!"

"Please!" I begged, he looked at me in empathy and looked at me worriedly, I was getting annoyed by the second. "What about Bruce—"

"Screw Bruce! Screw me!" I yelled as Nicky smirked chuckling deeply, I was flustered about what I just but didn't regret it after he bit my neck hard as I gave out a throaty moan. Feeling his kisses going down my body, his hands unzipping my slim fit pencil skirt taking them off. Leaving me in my underwear, pushing the comfort chair back as he kneeled before me. Lifting a leg up as he kissed my thigh upwards with a sly grin, biting the soak material with his teeth pulling them slowly down making me agitated. Once my underwear went down my ankles, Nicky bit into my thigh as I squirm. Watching him tease me made me want to bury his head behind my legs, feeling his hot tongue lick my folds apart as I gasped softly.

Flickering his tongue over and over again, abusing my clit. I bit my lip hard as he sucked my clit, I squeeze the armrests of the chair for dear life as my body went numb from pleasure. He kissed my swollen clit pressing his tongue down where I needed him the most, this was my first that a guy ever touched me like this and I can see why Bruce loves doing this. When I felt something entered me inside, I threw my head back and pulled his head closer to my crotch. His tongue violently thrusted hard and deep as I cried out from pleasure, making my hips buckle from the sensation. Nicky gripped my hips pinning them down, as he added speed and curling his tongue against my walls making my toes curl.

The door open as Nicky stopped, I cracked open an eye to see a deadly growling Bruce. I was getting pissed of seeing his face, I pulled Nicky's head to contine as he went back to tormenting my insides. I screamed in pleasure, feeling a sudden climax approaching not caring if Bruce was watching me. Nicky pressed and pinched my clit edging for my release, my thighs trembled under his hand. Biting my knuckles as my mind went blank.