His Plump Mate (by Buchanan) novel Chapter 178

Chapter 178

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Austin POV

I’m hot and fuck, I know my body wants release. I keep focusing on one corner of the room. As long as I can keep that focus, I don’t spiral with need. I feel like a damn teenage boy with a raging hard on. Whatever else this potion has is strong as hell. I’ve never been in this position before. I’ve never been a damn damsel in distress in my entire fucking life. I’m a fucking Alpha and I’m strong and ruthless.

My world has done nothing but turn to chaos since meeting my mate. I wouldn’t take one single second back, well except for Rebel being taken twice. Otherwise, all the work and heartache have been worth it for those green eyes, thick hips, plush lips, sweet heat…fuck!

Focus Austin! Fucking Focus! I can’t let my thoughts run wild or this potion will overcome all my consciousness. I close my eyes for a few seconds. I’m exhausted. This brew is wearing on me. In a moment like this, I admire Rebel so much more. She endured beatings and torture until I got to her with Cullen. She thought clearly about a plan to escape Kaden. She was even fighting Morgana when I got to her. She is stronger than I thought. I’m struggling with a fucking potion and silver chains, but she would have already been thinking about an escape route or how to distract her captor.

Then it hits me. I need to distract my captor. I need just enough distraction to keep Morgana busy, while my pack looks for me. I know Rebel would insist on them looking for me. Renz has been my best friend since childhood; he wouldn’t leave me right now either.

I get another surge of desire and it’s sending an ache to my cock. My body wants me to stick my dick in the first available woman it sees, and I am glad there is no one else in here, right now. Otherwise, I might cave to the temptation. I’m not trying to betray my mate. She has to know that I’m fighting this, so she doesn’t have to suffer.

I send a silent prayer to the Moon Goddess, “Moon Goddess, I have always valued and treasured the significance of the mate bond. Please don’t let Rebel suffer because of me. Help me out of here or let her know I’m not willingly betraying her if something happens.”

I don’t know if she can hear me tonight or if the silver would block her from hearing me. I have to believe I’m going to somehow make it out of this place. I’m pulling on these restraints, and I feel dust fall on my cheek. It occurs to me that the restraints might be weak. I look up and pull at them again. It hurts but I see it moving slightly. That may be my saving grace here. “Thank you, Moon Goddess,’ I say under my breath.

Okay, my focus is now on that one spot. I can’t lose focus. I’m getting out of here, come hell or high water. I move to stand again, it’s harder now with my body wanting nothing more than to fuck someone rather than focus on escaping. Luckily, the joint on the wall does not have silver enlaced in it, so I grab on to it and start shaking it little by little.

My arms are screaming at me. They are stiff and sore from hours of being stretched over my head. My legs feel weak, too. It somehow dawns on me, in the back of my mind, that I haven’t eaten or had anything to drink in hours. I’m pretty sure this is by design to make the potion more potent. I shake the thought and continue working on the joint in the wall. I feel it coming loose and just when I’m about to pull it from the wall, I hear someone at the door unlocking the locks. Shit!

I pushed the joint back into the wall. I don’t know who is coming in, if it’s a rogue or Morgana, but I can’t let them see what I’m doing. My body is humming, wanting release, my mind is fighting to stay in control, and I am

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burning up, sore and getting hungry. Though I’m not sure it’s for food.

When the door opens, I smell her. Rebel! My mate! She is here!

“Rebel! How did you get here?!” I say.

All she does is smile and shush me. “I snuck in. We have to be careful.” She quietly kisses me, and I deepen this kiss. Something doesn’t feel right, but my body doesn’t care right now.

“Darling, unchain me so we can get out of here. That bitch gave me some kind of aphrodisiac so I would give you betrayal pains.” I told her.

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Her eyes widen, “Oh no! That’s terrible! Let me help you wait, Austin…these are silver chains. You know it will hurt me.”

Hurt her? Didn’t she tell me that silver doesn’t affect her? “What? When did silver start hurting you?” I say and my mind is immediately becoming suspicious. I’m looking down at her body as lust is trying to creep to the surface. I see her perfect breasts, but it’s not right. Her breasts are not full like they were a couple of days ago. She’s been breastfeeding. I have spent a good amount of time looking at her breasts; I should know that they are fuller now.

“I, uh, grew a sensitivity since having our pups, Austin. I just realized it myself.” She says.

“Are the boys okay? Did Reese get his medicine?” I ask.

“Oh yes, yes. Reese, sweet boy. He got his medicine, and I left him with your parents.” This fake Rebel says.

She is definitely a fake. Realization is dawning on me, this could be Morgana. First, she is old as fuck, and I’m not into necrophilia, second, she doesn’t know the boy’s names and didn’t realize Rebel’s body changed. No wonder her kisses didn’t feel right.

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