Ran Away Pregnant Came Back Alpha Heiress Novel

Chapter 513 +25 Bonus Chapter 513 Damien's POV I dragged Amelia all the way back to the healers' tent, where I forced everyone else out. Eve had already disappeared, maybe to watch the fight, but others were still lingering. With the bite in my voice, they didn't stick around for very long. When Amelia and I were finally alone, I tried my best to stay very calm. Yet, when I turned to face her, what serenity I had been attempting to develop flew straight out the window. "What the hell were you thinking?" I demanded. She stuck her chin up defiantly.

"I was thinking I would prove myself, and I did. I won." Gods, I didn't know if I wanted to scold her or kiss her. "You pulled me away before I could get my award," she said. "This is more important," I said, a growl entering my voice. She had been here the entire time, fighting and winning, likely with Eve's help. Her scent was muted, but I was starting to detect it now with her sweat and her closeness. Or maybe whatever she had taken to suppress it was finally starting to wear off. "Is it?" she asked me, a bit of bite in her voice now too.

Gods, I was so mad at her, coming here, putting herself in danger. But I was just as proud of her. She had shown everyone how amazing she was. No one in the pack would dare talk about her now. More than those other two feelings though... I was turned all the way on. She was so hot, sweaty, heaving, capable. She'd kicked ass out there. My mate. Mine. She glared at me with fire in her eyes, and I wanted to watch her burn. She scented the air gently, and must have noticed the shift in me. Her gaze fell down to the front of my pants, where my rock hard dick was straining, bulging - all for her.

Only for her. "Damien," she said, and her eyes met mine again. The fire was still there, maybe even hotter now, but it wasn't just anger that fed it now. I could see her desire. I could smell it, as her pussy dampened her panties. We watched each other, standing off like two contenders in the ring. In a blink, we came together. I didn't know who moved first, if it was me, or if it was her. I also didn't care. Not when she jumped against my chest, her mouth crashing to mine. I caught her under her ass, lifting her until her face was above mine.

With my tongue, I coaxed her mouth open, then I delved my tongue deep inside. 1/2 Chapter 513 +25 Bonus Gods, I wanted her right the fuck now. Needed it. Needed her. Her moans were feral, her fingernails clawing lines in the skin on the back of my neck. I needed a bench, a bed, anything I could bend her over and make her scream. In between kisses, I took stock of our surroundings. Her claws dug into my shirt, pulling at it. She was still feral. Gods, I was going to make her go even wilder.

There, nearby, in the corner of the tent, a cot, likely set there in case a fighter needed more serious attention. It had been unused, and there were no more fights, no more chances for injured fighters. It was fine for this cot to take on a much more... pleasurable purpose. Hobbling toward it, I gently let Amelia down on her feet. She stubbornly refused to let go of my shirt. I stretched forward my arms, allowing her to remove it. She tossed it over her shoulder, then went for my pants. I knew what that hungry look in her eye meant. She wanted a taste. Who was I to argue?

But only if I got to have my turn too. I licked my lips, remembering her delicious taste. I was going to have my fill of her, and I wasn't going to stop until she begged me to fuck her instead. Amelia's POV I sucked on Damien's dick, loving the little grunts and groans he made as he combed his fingers through my hair. He guided me a little, but mostly left me to my own devices. It was a sloppy desperate kind of blow job - I felt out of my head with want - but he growled and moaned, telling me I was doing a hell of a job. P Comments Support Share 2/2 *38 Bonus Joseph King