Bride of the Cursed Alpha (Auren and Lucien) novel Chapter 195

Who Cared

Who Cared

Tamara POV

The moment I climbed onto his lap again, Matt gasped. I could feel his heart racing, but he didn’t let me go. He held me firmly, possessively, his arms like iron bands around me.

“Don’t move, Tamara,” he murmured, his lips brushing my ear. “Because then I wouldn’t be able to handle myself”

But I was on a different path tonight. I twirled in his lap and swayed my hips side side. I flipped my hair to the side. As the music turned louder, I bent down in his lap in a sexy position, swingling my ass. His hands lay on my waist and my skin began to tingle. He lowered his face into the crook of my neck, inhaling my scent, and I purred.

“You’re so fucking sexy, Tam…” he deeply whispered in my ear, kissing my ear softly.

I looked at him with a teasing smile, and then I looked down my body. Gods above. It felt like my expressions were reflecting my thoughts. I wanted him to touch me. Salaciously. Yep, it was alcohol talking Not my brain.

When he didn’t, I licked my lips and went on to bite his chin. I got down, walked around the chair, working my hips up and down with the music. When I was in front of him, I ran my fingers down his chest. I stood in front of him with my chest leaning towards his face and my butt slightly out. Then I slowly lowered myself into his lap and straddled his legs. When I rolled my hips again, another feral growl emanated from his chest because I think I touched his very huge bulge.

Before I could process what was happening, he grabbed the back of my neck, pulled me toward him, and kissed me hard–a kiss full of heat and need, and for a moment, I let myself feel everything. It was an all–consuming kiss that burned me, charred me, left me wanton.

“Let’s go,” Matt muttered, suddenly standing up and hauling me over his shoulder.

I squealed as my hair fell down. “Put me down!” I exclaimed, kicking my legs.

He spanked my butt hard. “If you don’t stop this, I’ll punish you.”

“Ooh! Punish me!” I chuckled. But would he? Damn it. My thoughts were all over the place. And why did I feel like I wanted to clench my thighs.

His large hands squeezed one of my butt cheeks roughly as he inhaled my scent. The warmth from his touch lingered, sending an electric jolt through me. I couldn’t suppress the sudden desire that sparked deep in my belly. His scent enveloped me, and the rumble from his chest only made my heart race faster.

His chest vibrated with a rumble. He marched out of the room, taking me upstairs, away from the party. “You invited this,” he muttered.

As he carried me upstairs, everyone shouted and squealed, but the voices faded in distance when he opened a room, walked in with me, and slammed it shut. There was no escaping him now. I was entirely at his mercy, caught between wanting to push him away and needing him to pull me closer.

I didn’t know whose room was this, but it was small and had a double bed. Matt sat down on the bed as he lifted me and straddled me on his lap in a way that I was lying across him, my butt in the air. He held my waist tightly to steady me. Then he leaned in, his breath warm against my ear. “You invited this,” he whispered.

I squirmed in his lap, feeling the heat radiating from him. He lifted my skirt, and brushed my butt–cheeks with his large palm. “Are you ready, Tammy?” he asked.

Before I could say a word, he smacked my butt. “Ah!” I gasped as the sound echoed. Goddess, it was such a sensuous moment that I found myself going back for him.

His breath turned shallow. He lowered my panties and squeezed my butt, a feral growl escaping him. He lifted his hand and spanked me again. I gasped, loving it. Left, right, left, right. He continued to spank me until my butt–cheeks were stinging in pain, until my pussy was weeping. I cried, wanting something, wanting him to do something.

“Look how wet you are for me,” he rasped. “And look at that lovely red butt!” I moaned when he brought his finger in between my thighs, right where over my pussy. To my embarrassment, I found myself rubbing myself against his fingers. He chuckled darkly and rubbed me harder over there.

“Ahhh!” I moaned. “Ummm… I–I need…”