The Alpha's Unclaimed Mate novel Chapter 284

Chapter 284: Punished By The Alpha On A National Treasure

"Serena." Fin’s voice came out sharp. "What are you doing?"

"Don’t worry."

"Serena. That’s not an answer."

"It’s a puzzle. I think the goal is we have to step forward into the void."

"That is the worst reasoning I have ever heard, and I need you to put your foot back down."

She looked at him across the fifteen feet of stone between them. Calm. Sure. Terrified underneath it and refusing to let it win.

"One way to find out." She took a step before Fin could argue.

His heart stopped. His mouth opened around her name and nothing came out because his throat had sealed shut and his mate had just walked off a ceiling into infinite black.

The world inverted.

The transition was instantaneous. One heartbeat she was falling, and the next she was standing upright, boots on solid ground, the ceiling above her where it belonged. The void was gone. The chamber was a room with walls and a floor and gravity that behaved itself.

Fin materialized beside her, the inversion carrying him with it, depositing him three feet away on solid stone. His boots hit the ground and his legs were already moving.

He closed the gap in one stride. His hands found her face, tilting it up, and he kissed her.

Then he picked her up, hand under her thighs. She made a small, surprised sound against his mouth, and then her hands fisted in his shirt and she kissed him back.

When he pulled away, his forehead stayed pressed to hers.

"Don’t ever do that again."

Her fingers were still in his hair. His hands were still under her thighs. Neither of them moved to change that.

"Would you have preferred I stayed upside down?"

"I would have preferred a warning."

"Where’s the fun in that?"

She pulled him back into a kiss, fingers buried in his hair, legs locked around him.

He pushed her against a wall, his grip tightened once, and he rolled his hips hard against her, grinding his throbbing cock between her thighs.

"You were a bad girl," he said. "Bad girls get punishment."

He set her down slowly, hands dragging from her thighs to her hips before letting go.

"Fin, we’re in the middle of a temple, this isn’t—"

He spun her around, cutting her off mid-sentence, so her chest was pressed to the stone wall.

He pulled her zipper down on the back of her training suit, peeking the fabric off her shoulders and upper body in a single rough motion, baring her skin to the cool air. He yanked it down around her legs, then ran both hands possessively over her body—squeezing her breasts and spanking her ass sharply.

He shoved her harder against the wall, kicked her stance wider. Then he freed himself with one hand and pressed two fingers against her entrance, rubbing and teasing without pushing in.

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