Chapter 59 Paying It Back…
Bridget’s POV
By the time we reach our room and finish showering, my body is wrecked in the best
way. That quick, dirty elevator sex was the exact missing piece. So yeah-turns out the
gym outfit did its job. Thanks a lot, Sienna.
We’ve just ended my third orgasm, and it’s only because he finally stops after spelling
“happy birthday” with his tongue against me until I fall apart. Three times. He makes me
earn every single breath.
“I’m starting to think you don’t actually want me walking into my own birthday party.” I
manage, panting. I’m stretched out naked across the bed while he stands there, wiping
his mouth like he hasn’t just undone me. A towel hangs low on his hips, barely hanging
on, and his erection is impossible to ignore.
I grin, roll over, and tug the towel away so I can take in every hard line of his stomach.
“Bridget,” he says, voice steady like he hasn’t been tormented too. “We need to get ready. Tonight you can have whatever you want… and I’ve got a few ideas myself.”
His palm slides over my ass, then cracks down hard.
Pain flashes hot. I yelp.
He smacks the other cheek-equally sharp, equally possessive-leaving matching
handprints that burn like a promise.
Then his hand drifts between my cheeks. He wets a finger with my slickness, then pulls
back to my arse, circling my clenched opening like he’s testing my limits.
“This is mine tonight,” Talon comes through.
A shiver rips through me. That’s new territory, and suddenly all I can think about is
getting through my birthday just so I can get home.
Ryder snatches the towel and vanishes into the bathroom. Right before he disappears.
he lifts his finger and licks it clean like he wants me to suffer.
I flop back onto the bed like a ruined woman.
“Damn you, Alpha Ryder Blackwood!” I shout.
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His laugh carries from the bathroom, easy and smug.
Fine. If he wants to play, I’ll give him a taste.
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I get up completely naked, no towel, no shame, and walk into the bathroom like I own it.
I shoulder my massive Alpha aside as if I’m only there for a drawer.
Then I drop to my knees.
I sweep my hair back into a ponytail, pull his towel open, and bury my face against his
thick, hardening cock. I take him in deep.
“Bridget damn it,” he grunts, but he still doesn’t stop me.
I swallow him like he’s candy I’ve been craving. Hands-free, I suck and twist while I look
up at him, smiling as much as I can with my lips stretched around how big he is. My
hands brace on his thighs as I pick up speed, pushing him deeper, deeper.
He can’t stop staring.
The power of it hits me hard-being down here, making him lose control with nothing
but my mouth. Hearing the sounds he can’t hold back. It turns me on so much it’s almost
painful.
He reaches for my head.
I shove his hand away. No. Not tonight.
His nostrils flare, the need on his face making him look feral. He wants more.
So I force myself deeper until he presses down my throat, until I feel every inch.
“Goddess, Bridget,” he breathes.
He tries again for my hair.
I block him again, then pull back just enough so he can see how wet and slick I’ve made
him. I drag my tongue from his balls to the tip, slow and deliberate, and then I plunge
back down until I’m taking him completely.
I hold his gaze while I do it-making sure he sees exactly how far I can take him.
“Fuuuuuck,” he grunts.
I feel him starting to shake. His heartbeat is racing under my hands.
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I add both hands now, stroking while I suck harder, refusing to break eye contact. I stick
my arse out too, giving him a view I hope scorches into his memory for the rest of his life.
“Get up…” he growls.
I shake my head.
“Shit…”
He tries to pull me off him, but I won’t let him steal this from me. I want all of it. I want
him spilling down my throat.
I pull him out just long enough to speak.
“I want to taste you.”
Then I flutter my lashes and take him back in, sucking harder while I massage his balls
and stroke him with both hands.
He grabs the counter’s edge, knuckles white.
That’s when I know.
“Bridget… swallow, baby,” he says, and then he moans and releases, pumping a heavy
load straight down my throat.
I swallow as much as I can, over and over. We were just in the elevator, so I expect less.
No.
It’s more. It feels endless.
He keeps thrusting into my mouth, spilling again and again, and I keep taking it-
swallowing, trying not to lose any. The salty taste, his scent tangled up with it, floods my
senses.
When he finally stops, I open my mouth for him, showing him I didn’t waste a drop.
He hauls me up and sets me on the cold counter, staring at me like I’m dangerous.
“Damn woman.”
He leans in until his forehead rests against mine, arms locking around me. I breathe him
in, and certainty settles in my bones.
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Tonight, I’m marking him.
My fangs tingle, impatient.
‘Just wait, Mystique. Tonight we mark what’s already ours.’
‘Can’t wait!’ she shoots back.
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“We need another shower,” he says with a crooked smile, pulling away to turn on the
water.
My phone beeps from the other room, that weak dying sound.
“I need to charge my phone before we go out. I’ll be right back.”
“Okay,” Ryder says, adjusting the temperature.
I pause in the doorway to admire his ass.
“Stop looking at my rear end, woman,” he calls without turning.
I giggle and slip out.
The room is still overflowing with flowers, but something catches my eye-an
arrangement that wasn’t there earlier. A big bundle of tulips.
My smile fades.
I step closer and find the card.
Until you are mine…
love,
XOXO
“Fuck…” I whisper.
I snatch the card and stack it with the other one. Same sender? Or someone new?
‘Who would be stupid enough to send that here?’ Mystique asks.
‘Maybe the King,’ I answer, cold creeping up my spine. ‘You’d have to outrank Ryder to
pull this off, otherwise it’s suicide. Right?’
‘Right. But the King didn’t seem like he was trying to court you. He cared about your
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She’s not wrong.
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I drag in a breath and remember what I came out here for. I plug in my phone, and the
screen lights with a fresh message.
Happy Birthday Bridget. I look forward to spending every minute together very soon.
Your future
My stomach drops.
I let the phone slip from my hand and clasp my fingers together to stop them shaking.
This is too much.
I have to tell him.
What if there are three different people? And how did this one get my number?
“Babe, come on!” Ryder calls from the bathroom.
“Coming!” I shout back, forcing my voice steady.
I scoop up the phone and shove the panic down. I’ll handle it tomorrow. Tonight, I’ll request more guards. Tonight, I will still have fun.
I can do this.
A few hours later, dinner is done-private room, familiar faces, everyone I know packed
in close.
But I’m edgy.
When a server drops a tray, the crash nearly rips a scream out of me. Ryder notices
immediately, and that’s the problem.
He’s paying attention.
And honestly? I love that he can read me.
Gifts get opened. Things I never expected-cute outfits, stunning accessories, more
additions to my growing pile of pretty things.
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Then, before Ryder’s gift, Sienna slides her bag toward me.
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I pull out lingerie so small it’s basically dental floss and two tiny pasties. The men suddenly find the walls fascinating. The women crack up.
“Of course this would be from you!” I say, expecting Ryder to bristle.
Instead, he takes the scraps of fabric, amused.
“Thank you, Sienna. Drake and I appreciate this.”
He wraps an arm around my waist and squeezes. I laugh despite myself.
Then Ryder hands me a box.
Inside is a red gown-rich and gorgeous-and a sapphire necklace with matching
earrings.
“Ryder… this is too much.” My voice comes out small. “It’s beautiful, but it’s too much.”
“You can wear it for the Luna ceremony if you want,” he says softly. “The jewelry was my
mother’s. And her mother’s. It goes back four generations. If the dress doesn’t feel like
you, the store will help you exchange it.”
I launch at him, kissing his face until he’s forced to laugh.
“Thank you.”
“Anything for you.”
“Alright,” Pierce announces, “we should have the limos out front in half an hour.”
I hadn’t realized I’d jumped at his voice-but I feel Ryder’s slow exhale like he’s clocking
every reaction.
“What’s wrong?” he murmurs against my ear, then kisses my neck-right near the place
he marked me.
“Ryder…” I whisper, shivering. “Stop playing with my spot. You know what it does to
me.”
“I know you’re dodging,” he says, hand closing around my thigh. “You’ve been doing it all
night.”
I lean into him, trying to look normal.
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“I’m fine. Everything’s fine. I’m just… not used to birthdays. That’s all.”
“I don’t buy that, Bridget,” he says.
Connor steps in, and I feel the shift as Ryder mind-links him.
“I’ll be right back,” Ryder tells me.
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Relief loosens my lungs. I hate it, but I need the interruption.
I have to decide who I can tell-someone who will honor the Luna.
Because no one here will keep this from Ryder.
“Penny for your thoughts, birthday Luna?” Montgomery’s voice hits from beside me.
I jerk, startled. For the biggest man in the room, he moves like a shadow.
“You’re coming to the club with us?” I ask, trying to sound bright. “The girls will be
excited.”
“I just got back into town,” he says, smiling. “But yeah. I’ll be around for a while. Until I
find a reason not to be.”
He laughs.
I don’t.
I paste on a smile anyway.
“You know,” he says, quieter now, “whatever’s eating at you… you’ll feel better once you
tell your mate. I promise.”
“You think so?” I whisper.
“Yes,” Montgomery says.
“I agree with him.” Ryder’s voice comes from right behind me.
I spin, heart slamming. How did he get that close without me smelling him? Without feeling him?
I’m unraveling.
Ryder’s tone turns sharp. “Clear the room. Now.”
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“Ryder…” I start, watching everyone file out. Evelyn, Archer, and Sienna glance back at me with sympathy.
I force a weak smile.
“Have the men stay outside,” I add quickly.
Ryder frowns, but he nods.
Once the room empties and it’s only us, I face him fully.
“Okay,” I say, voice tight. “Promise you won’t get mad.”
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