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Chapter 6 His Strong Desires

  • Ian stared into my eyes. He was a bit drunk. We both were. As I looked into those beautiful dazzling eyes once more, I was consumed by the most dominant thought in my mind. The world has countless sexy men, but Ian was more than just one of the sexiest beings I had ever set my eyes on. His eyes were mesmerizing and they caught me in a scope. I should let it out and kiss him already. The thought of his lips pressing on mine got me partially aroused. No, I shouldn’t. I still loved Rob. So I told myself even if I wasn’t sure if that were true anymore. My heart stood to oppose this.
  • As I watched him take another sip from the bottle of cheap beer, I gulped at the sight of his lips pulling away from the bottle. How I wished I was the bottle at this moment, I wouldn’t let go of those sweet lips. I couldn’t just watch and fantasize in my head anymore. I took the bottle from Ian and pushed him on the chair, pretty much forcing myself on him while I reached my lips to those beautiful sweet lips. The Alpha pulled away quite uncertain about my intention. He stood a feet away looking at me with both our breaths heavy. I was confused with the lust I had built in my head. I wanted this. I wanted him.
  • “You are drunk. This is you right now, so I mustn’t…”
  • I stood up and erased the one feet space between us. I wasn’t drunk, he was. I shook my head, “no, I’m not. This is me.” I said. Ian raised his head looking at me in the eyes while I courageously touched his body and traced his skin with my fingers. “I am cold outside, but hot inside.” I said.
  • He grabbed me aggressively and pulled me to himself. I smiled seeing the lust in his eyes. I had won tonight.
  • “No.” He said, but that didn’t push me away.
  • I placed my hand on his, and caressed his muscles while still looking in those dazzling eyes. Ian exhaled and rested on the wall. “This is not how I planned it to be. Everything was supposed to be perfect.” He said with a soft voice which I found sexy as it aroused me even more.
  • I said nothing more, but stood on my toes , and reached up to those sweet looking lips. As our lips touched once again, I felt a sweet sensation blossom in my heart and soul, down to between my legs. His lips were everything I thought it would be. Just a peck and I broke the kiss. As I bit my lip seductively, looking at him in the eyes hoping he gets the message clear, I felt his life-force bead inside me grow. Our bond was strengthened. Ian pulled me back to himself and stared hard into my eyes for a while before kissing me again. I let out a soft moan as he pulled my lips between his teeth, and kissed me again. I let out a few more as he sucked my lips while his hands caressed my waist and neck. Ian seemed to enjoy what he was doing, kissing me down to my neck and shoulders.
  • “Kiss me some more. Don’t stop.” I begged. Ian covered my ear with his mouth, and I loved it. I had wanted this for a while now. Even though the bead in me has a great influence on me right now, I still wanted this. I wanted to feel loved and wanted again. I wanted someone holding my body and moaning into my ears for the quest for more pleasure from me. My fingers pulled through Ian’s muscles, caressing his chest. He was sexier than I could have thought about anyone. The cold Alpha had flooded my thoughts with coldness.
  • Ian carried me off the ground, and on the bed, he dropped me. He flipped me around and grabbed my breasts from behind, his body pushed against my body, and I felt his penis pressing hard on my ass. There was no going back now. I had brought out the sex beast in the cold Alpha.
  • “Yes,” I moaned to his touches.
  • Ian continued with the sensational kisses on my body. He had gotten me so turned on and underneath my dress, was a wet and hot vagina longing to be attended to.
  • As if he could read my mind, Ian reached his finger under my dress, and placed his hand over my vulva. At this my body quivered. He had made me wetter.
  • “My Alpha. You are my… Alpha!” I moaned, but just as it was getting very heated up for me, Ian stopped. He pulled away from me, and shook his head. “Why did you stop?” I asked.
  • “You are my mate, not some omega. I will not have sex with you like an omega neither will you act like one. You deserve more, and I am ashamed of myself for letting my lust get the better of me. I will not have intercourse with you until I am sure about what you feel for me.” Ian said. He buttoned his shirt. “We can share the bed, but if that would be uncomfortable, I’ll sleep on the couch.”
  • At first, I didn’t believe he was serious. How could I? But then, he was. I got angry and disappointed that I couldn’t hide it. He got me all turned on and this wet only to stop barely after we began? “No, you know what? Never mind, I’ll just go back to my room and spend the night there like I always have. Fuck this!” I said angrily.
  • Ian grabbed my hand and pulled me back to the bed. “I want you to sleep here. It’s an order. It is either we share the bed, or I sleep on the couch, or, you could sleep on the couch while I sleep on the bed, but one thing is not negotiable. You will sleep in this room with me, tonight.” He said.
  • I stared hard in his cold eyes. He was being serious. “Fine! Alpha. It’s your room, you can sleep wherever you want.” I replied. I laid on the right side of the bed, looking at the dull light by the shelf after he switched off the bright lights.
  • Ian kissed me on my forehead and laid on the other side of the bed. He knew I was boiling angry.
  • “You still look very beautiful when angry. Good night.” He said.
  • I sighed. “Yeah, whatever.”
  • I kept staring at the light, angry at what Ian didn’t do, while hoping he might just give in and give me the best penetrative sex of my life. Not long after, I fell asleep.
  • This is the crazy story of our first night in the same room, sharing the same bed.
  • I woke up the next day still angry over the disappointment. I turned around to look at the face of the man who has so many protocols. Ian wasn’t there. He had got out of bed. He left a flower, the silver rose. I smiled, and picked it. It smelled sweet as always.
  • Ian might be a strong Alpha who had fenced himself with rules and traditions, but the days he could avoid the sex were not much. He loves and lust for me, and I will get what I want, or better still, what the bead wants.
  • To be continued…