The Rejected Alpha

Chapter 60

He had already swiftly shifted back into his human form.

Broad muscled flesh pushing me further into the damp earth with his weight.

His hands continued ravishing my exposed body, his teeth gently grazing my skin as he planted kisses all over my sensitive skin. Each kiss he gave me stung a little. Literally stung.

And the best part.
He was stark naked.
And very excited.

His hand secretely slipped into my shorts and I tried to squeeze my legs together to deny him access.

But he just laughed.

"Your body betrays you princess." He whispered in my ear.
I wondered if for a moment I had unconsciously kissed him back, but I had not.
I realised from the way he kissed me, held me all over and didn't just force himself on me at once, he was trying to get me to think that I was enjoying this, trying to make me think I want him. Want this.

My body may be doing a whole lot of things right now, right from mild shivering to the rapid thumping of my heart, but aroused I was not.
I couldn't let him get to me. To my mind.

So when he buried his face in the crook of my neck again I bit his ear.

He moved back slightly and I kicked his crotch.
Hitting is excited organ.

Kinda feels weird, but not unfamiliar.

You are always doing that. One day someone's gonna kill you.

Maybe today's the day.

Catching him off guard, he groaned slightly and I kicked him off of me, sending him tumbling a couple of feet away.

Almost immediately after I tried to scurry away though, he pounced on me, eyes red and livid.
His canines had already elongated and he looked murderous.

"You really need to stop fighting me." He growled lowly in my ear and placed a soft kiss on my neck. His grip around my arms was so tight it was painful.

"I don't want you can't you just let me go?" I forced out while trying to free myself of his tight grip.
And believe me, that was a struggle.

"I should let you go? To whom? That idiot Damon? He's the one you want?" He laughed again.
This time he kissed the corner of my mouth.
I cringed.

"You really want to go back to someone like that? Why? Don't you want me to treat you like a princess? "

He kissed the other corner.

"But you're not my-"
He cut me off.

He kissed me.
His lips were soft and strong yet they felt so wrong.
I had had a grand total of about five kisses my entire life and yet I could tell that this is not what I wanted.

He moved his hands to hold both my wrists firmly in one hand while the other came to hold my face.

He pressed the sides of my jaw with his thumb on one side and the rest of his fingers on the other with enough strength to pry my jaw open.
My teeth unclenched and as soon as they did his tongue slipped into my mouth and I actually had to wrestle with it.

And not the oh-I'm-so-in-love-and-I-want-to-play-this-game-all-day-long kinda wrestling.

No.

The I-dont-like-you-and-get-the-F-out-of-my-mouth one.

I resisted but he just used his hand to hold my head in place.

Forcefully kissing me.
I tried to kick out again but he just held my legs in place and caged them in with his own and settled himself closer down on my body.