The Ulti-Mate Revenge

Part 21

Becca POV

I stood there breathing heavily my body wrought with unspent desire. The bastard! How dare he make me all hot and then remind me of that time!

I tensed. I really hated him but the feelings he had stirred up. I shook my head and my headache intensified. I had forgotten my injury.

The shower was wonderful. The jet sprays felt like a mini massage. I realised that one half of the closet belonged to me and most of my things from home were in there already and then some. I wondered who had filled the closet with new clothes and shoes and accessories. Whoever it was had great taste and picked my correct size.

I was pleased to see my things. I dressed casually in a pair of leggings and a long off the shoulder shirt and vest. I was tired and I looked at the clock it was almost three o'clock. The dinner was probably around 7 or 8 so I had at least two hours to sleep. There was knock on the door and it opened. A red haired woman in her thirties came in. She was dressed in scrubs so she must be the pack doctor.

'Good afternoon Luna, I am Dr Ambrose, the head pack doctor.' I shook her outstretched hand.

'Pleased to meet you. Sorry to trouble you so early in my stay.' I said sitting on the chaise lounge.

'No worry, just turn your head while I look at the bruise.' She put on some gloves and opened the black bag she had with her and removed some items.

'You have a small superficial cut around an inch long, it does not require stitches. I will just clean it up. Since it is a head wound it tends to bleed a lot but it should heal fine as long as it's kept clean.' Dr Ambrose informed me. 'I will have to cut some of your hair around the area but you do not need to put on a bandage the cut.

I pulled my head away from her.

'Cut my hair?' I stood and rushed to the mirror. I looked at my short hair which was finally growing back.

'It is best if the area is clear for it to heal properly. It will only be a small area.' she illustrated with her index fingers. I sighed and looked at my hair. My beautiful hair.

'Sorry.' I said to my hair relenting and going back to the seat.

'Will it show?' I asked still worried about losing my hair.

'No your hair is very full. It will not be visible trust me.' I took a deep breath putting my absolute trust in Dr Ambrose.

'Okay.' I saw the small pair of scissors in her hands and closed my eyes. Stupid rogues, their whole kidnapping cost me my hair. They would pay for this!

I felt my hair part with my scalp and cringed. Then Dr. Ambrose put on some ointment. It stung but the few strands of hair on the cloth beside me hurt me more than the ointment.

'All done, I will check it again tomorrow. Since you have already washed your hair, I would advise you to dry it properly, have someone to help you.' She advised.

'Do you have a headache?' She asked and I nodded.

'Is it severe or mild?' she continued looking at my eyes.

'Just feels like a regular headache with some pounding at the front of my head.' I answered.

'Okay, here is a bottle of paracetamol, take two every four hours or when necessary.' She gave me a small blue and white bottle from her black bag.

'Dr Ambrose thanks for your help.'

'You look tired. It is okay to have a nap. I will ensure that someone will wake you up, if you feel dizzy or your headache is worsening please call me immediately.'

'I will.' She left and I dropped unto the bed. Oh my! It was so comfortable. I had totally forgotten about my mobile. I quickly went to retrieve it but it was not in my bag nor was it in my dirty pair of jeans. I must have lost it during the kidnapping. There was no way to update my friends of my situation. We were too far away to mind link. I was getting sleepy. Maybe Blade would inform my parents although I did not want them to worry.

We need to rest; tonight we will be with our mate. My wolf surfaced.

I am not mating with Blade. I said firmly sleep dragging me deeper.

You have to or I will. My wolf challenged.

I will not let him mark me so soon. I told her.

Whatever you do with Blade is fine, just let me mate with his wolf. She said eagerly.

You have no dignity; you have become a real pervert. I admonished her.

Me? Did you not feel the energy when he touched us? She was gushing.

Sleep. I said curtly pushing her back in.

Sleep soon assailed me and I forgot everything.

My sleep was invaded by a salacious dream. I felt hands roaming on my body. It felt glorious and so erotic. I turned into the hands pleasuring me. They moulded my breasts and squeezed my nipples and I slipped out a moan. Then I felt lips on my throat and my body began to heat up. Oh this so good. The lips were wet and hot. The breath on my neck felt so hot and ragged. I arched into the hands that descended to my thighs. I rubbed my legs together feeling myself getting wet. The pleasure shot up my spine as fingers rubbed against my sex. I arched upward as my left nipple was scrapped by teeth. I moaned when a hot mouth engulfed it and sucked hard. Tremors built up as my sex was repeatedly rubbed and poked.

I could feel my body starting to ride a wave of pleasure as my knickers were pushed aside and a finger pushed inside me. I whimpered at how my pleasure wave rode high. One finger prod into me slowly exploring my insides and then another joined pushing into me, feeding me with pleasure. My right nipple was lightly bitten and I bucked off the bed from the tremors that reverberated from my body. As the fingers pushed and my nipples were sucked; I could feel the wave riding getting closer to a crescent. My body craved the feelings I was getting I needed it. I pushed into the fingers. I moaned, whimpering as the pleasure built up and I screamed in fulfilment. My dream had felt so real.

I slowly opened my eyes which were clouded with pleasure and I focused on Blade staring at me. His eyes were black and he was smiling. I closed my eyes trying to block him out as I tried to turn away.

'You pig!' I hurled at him.

He laughed. 'You are mine to do with as I want Becca.'

He held me and turned me to face him. 'One touch and your body remembers mine.'

'Open your eyes Becca!' he commanded.

I refused to obey him. I was too angry and embarrassed to look at him. My body had yielded to his touch so easily. I hated the mate bond.

'Face me!' he repeated. I refused to.

There was quiet.

I could hear him breathe deeply and his heart beat was quicker.

I inwardly cringed. He was remembering. I scooted away from him and tried to get off the bed but he captured my foot and pulled me back. I tugged but his pull was stronger. He eventually captured my waist as I tried to pull his hair. That had no effect on him so I was now lying on my back with his body pinning mine to the bed. He held my hands above my head as he settled my body between his legs. He was good at capturing me. I needed to work on my defense a bit more.

'Let me go Blade, you have had your fun.' I told him angrily.

'How was that my little mate, I felt I had to repay you the pleasure.' He whispered in my ear. Somehow I tried to keep my eyes shut but the memory of that night was making it harder.

'You remember don't you? That night you came back to the cottage alone without your friends.' He accused. I opened my eyes and stared at him.

'Blade let me go, you win okay.' I conceded defeat hoping he would end it.

'Oh no my dear mate!' he was furious. 'You remember don't you how you came back and offered me a deal.' I could see his wolf coming out.