Alpha’s Rue: His Shunned Luna (Athena Enchanted) novel Chapter 258

Chapter 258

Chapter 258

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“You’re not losing me,” I tell her. “But how could you let them touch you? Kiss you? You’re mine, Aeliana.”

She nods, her hands fiddling with my belt already. “Just yours.” I grab her hand in an attempt to stop her, but she pulls away, slipping her hand into my boxers. “Will you please stop being angry with me?”

I can’t move. My hand grabs her throat, tilting her chin up so she’s looking at me while my other hand braces against the wall behind her, right behind her head. “I’m going to kill those men.”

“They don’t matter,” she rasps, her hand working its way up and down my cock. “I don’t remember them, I don’t remember their hands, just you.”

My hips jerk involuntarily into her fist, trying to drown out the sound of my wolf demanding I claim her right now. I’m going to hurt her, if I touch her. “You are mine,” I repeat, my grip tightening on her throat.

She nods, staring up at me with her eyes pleading. I lower my mouth onto her, kissing her hard and fast, biting her lip until I taste blood. “You’re driving me crazy, Aeliana.”

“Call me Siren again,” she chokes out.

“No,”

,” I growl, sucking on her lip.

She whimpers, “Please.”

“My Siren would never do this to me,” I whisper against her lips. “You did.”

“Never again,” she blinks. “I’ll never let another touch me, I only belong to you. I would break my head open and tear that from memory if I-” I squeeze harder, cutting off her air supply a bit more.

“Never,” I growl. “Never hurt yourself.”

“I’m sorry. Please see me as your Siren again?” She begs, squeezing my dick under her hand.

Fuck, I’m so close, my grip on my neck slips, and she stops. “Not yet, don’t come.”

“Aeliana,” I groan, finding being edged not as fun as it is when I’m doing the edging.

“Come inside me,” she begs, lifting her dress in the front.

I don’t have to be told twice, my cock is aching so bad I might come with or without more stimulation. “Put that come where it belongs.” She demands, guiding my cock inside her.

The sound that leaves her mouth is more pained than it is pleasurable. She feels wet, but not enough, not like she always is.”Oh, fuck.” I groan, lifting her with my other hand. “You’re not ready.”

“Fuck me,” she breathes, wrapping her legs around my waist. “I’m always ready for you,” She gasps, her pussy clenching around my dick.

“Stop that,” I groan.

“Call me your Siren again.” She moans, doing it again, trying to squeeze her pet name out of me. “Please King, she chokes out, her hands in my hair, all over my neck.

I thrust harder, faster, the way she repeatedly clenches around me making me come fast. I groan, swallowing her name down. She doesn’t come, feels heavier, her entire weight resting in my hands now.

I gently pull out but she still winces. “Don’t do that again,” I warn, tucking myself back into my pants. “Don’t put

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my dick inside you when I’m not in the right state of mind. That could have backfired, Aeliana.”

Her face falls and she swallows, “Okay.” She says, her voice low and sharp.

For fucks sake, she’s mad at me now? She cheated, she kissed other men, and now I’m the asshole again because I needed space?

She makes it so hard to be mad at her. Her eyes don’t even meet mine anymore, even after she asked me to face her multiple times. I tilt her chin up, “I’ve got you.”

“I’ve got you,” she swallows. “And I’m very sorry, I shouldn’t have been honest with you from the start.”

I pull her against my chest, gently stroking her hair. The hurt still lingers, but I can’t put it above hers. She feels terrible about it, and I keep making it worse by emphasising how hurt I am. For now, I’m much calmer, but I’m still going to kick Damien’s ass for covering this up. I know he did, nobody would fail to see Aeliana doing that. He also reviews footage at home with his wife over shared popcorn, so I know he was aware.

“I love you,” she says.

“I know,” I nod, kissing the top of her head. “I love you too, Ellie.”

“Stop calling me that.” She says, her voice defeated.

I pull away, watching her closely. “What?”

“My name,” she swallows. “You sound angry still.”

“I’m not.”

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