Claimed by the Wrong Alphas
Chapter 24: The truth between us...

Chapter 24: The truth between us...

Charis

I stilled, and for a heartbeat, I felt suspended between who I was before this school... and who I was becoming.

He wasn’t the same boy I had rejected a year ago, and I wasn’t the same girl either.

And yet here we were, tangled in the dark, breathing the same air, holding months of unsaid words between us.

I turned in his arms, my eyes adjusting to the shadowy outline of his face.

"Yes," I whispered.

My heart raced as I felt his hands on my waist, pulling me closer to him. His lips then met mine in a passionate kiss, and I melted into his embrace.

He tasted of mint and heat, and I nipped his lower lip, savouring his sharp inale, the needy pull of his hands around my waist. Our mouths parted for a brief, breathless heartbeat, and I felt his eyes on me as if to communicate his need.

Then he kissed me again, deeper this time, one hand sliding into my hair, the other splaying wide at the small of my back. His tongue slipped into my mouth. Our tongues dance together, exploring each other’s flavours.

I moaned softly as his hands slid all over my skin, exploring it. Then I felt them move upwards and stop just under my rib cage, massaging the area there. I squirmed with impatience before his hands moved, caressing my breasts through the PJ shirt, his fingertips stopping to roll my puckered nipple in his hands.

I arched my back, pressing it against his palms, begging for more.

He breaks the kiss and moved towards my ears, gently nipping and sucking on the lobe. His breath fanned over my skin, sending shivers down my spine. Trailing kisses down my jawline, he reaches for my cheek and gives it a soft peck before his hand slides to the buttons on my PJs and begins undoing them.

He parted the shirt both ways when he was done, revealing my chest. He cupped my right breast as his tongue came down to swirl around the puckered tips, teasing it before taking it into his mouth.

He suckled on it softly at first, and then harder as he felt my body responding to his touch. His hands knead my flesh, massaging them gently as he gives the other nipple equal attention. He moves his head from side to side, taking turns between the two, creating a rhythm that had me moaning softly in pleasure.

Everything felt familiar yet different.

His mouth left my breasts, kissing and licking his way down my stomach, stopping at my belly button to give it some extra attention. He circles it with his tongue, causing me to squirm with pleasure.

Moving lower, he reached my waist, giving it a soft kiss before trailing his lips down to my thighs. Leaning on one hand, he gently skimmed along my inner thigh, massaging it as he moved dangerously close to my woman core.

I leaned into his hand, my body tight with expectation. With one finalizing swipe, he slipped his hand beneath the pajama bottom and lets out a groan as he ran his hand the length of my slit.

I gasped when he found my wetness, loving the way his fingers dipped inside them, touching my nub. I bucked my hips against his hand, wanting more.

"Charis," he muttered, "You’re so wet for me."

He began to draw slow circles around my nub and at the same time leaning in to nip and suckle my neck. I moaned with pleasure, forgetting all my troubles.

"Charis," he rasped again in my ears. "Baby, I’ve missed you so much. I want you, please..."

In reply, I lifted my hips, tugging at my pyjama bottoms. I didn’t want to think, I just wanted to feel. There were a thousand and one reasons why I shouldn’t be doing this with him, especially after everything, but I wanted to be happy.

He helped me, and soon the pyjama bottoms pooled at my ankle, which I kicked away desperately. Now, I lay beside him, naked, loving the way he continued stroking me. His hands slipped into my wetness, and I cried out his name, grabbing his shoulder.

He waits for a few seconds, allowing me to get used to him. Positioning his thumb on my engorged nub, he began to move his fingers in and out of my wetness, while rubbing on my nub. The sensation is driving us both wild.

He leans in to kiss me again, his lips trailing down my stomach and over my mound before settling between my legs.

I gasped as he ran his tongue along my slit—he never did this when we were dating. It was both a surprise and a source of joy for me.

I squirmed beneath him, my hands tangling in his hair as he licked and teased my nub as his fingers continued exploring my inner crevice.

I moaned loudly, arching my back off the bed.

He increased the intensity of his ministrations, sucking my nub into his mouth and flicking it with his tongue, making my body tremble with pleasure and my hips bucking against his face.

He added a second finger, stretching my tight entrance as he continued to tease me. I cried out, my legs trembling uncontrollably, my entire body quaking with anticipation.

As he continued to work his magic on my woman’s core, I felt the familiar tingling, and I knew I was close, but I didn’t want it to end just yet. I wanted—needed to feel him inside me, feel every inch of himself buried inside of me like before.

I reached down to guide him, and he paused for a second to remove his clothes. When he came back, he lined himself at the entrance of my slit and instantly, I remembered something.

I pushed at his chest and he stopped.

"What is it?" he rasped.

"Condoms!" I said quietly. "I’m not on a pill."

"Shit!" he groaned. "I-I don’t have any. They don’t sell here, but I’ll be careful. I’ll pull out before —"

Immediately, I pushed him off me, common sense pushing him off me. "That was exactly how I got pregnant, Slater. I won’t take that risk again. I’m sorry."

I pushed myself to the edge of the bed, putting enough distance between us and hoping it would give my body the chance to recover from the passionate slaughter.

Some seconds later, he sighed and came to me. "It’s fine, and I’m sorry for what happened. We were naïve. I should have protected you back then."

"Yeah!" I murmured, feeling the familiar ache and bitterness well up in my chest. "Can you turn the lights on?"

He obliged me. As soon as the lights flooded the room, I stood up abruptly, looking for my clothes, which I found at the foot of the bed. As I slipped them on, I noticed his eyes on me.

"What?"

"You didn’t tell me about the baby. What happened to it?" his eyes strayed to my stomach.

I slipped on the PJ shirt and faced him. "My father forced me to abort it, and I did, and please..." I raised my hand to stop him before he could say anything else. "No need to be dramatic. It happened a while ago, and I’m over it."

He stared at me for a few seconds and then nodded silently before he got up too, moving to the other side of the bed to pick up his clothes. He slipped into his PJs and faced me again.

"We don’t have to fight, you know. I’m sorry, I lost control a while ago, and it’s fine if you don’t want to tell me the whole story about the baby."

"There is no story," I said quickly. "I aborted it, end of discussion."

"C’mon, Charis," he signed. "You don’t have to lie about it. I saw a scar on your stomach a while ago. That is done when a child is..."

"I SAID I DON’T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT!" I shrieked, facing him. "You were not there, why are you so concerned..."

"Because you didn’t want me to. You rejected me, remember?"

"Because you cheated on me, Slater. I saw you kissing another woman that night of the Harvest Moon. I am not crazy, Slater, and when I asked you, you brushed me off."

He stared at me for a second and pointed an index finger at his chest. "Me? Cheat on you? Kiss another woman? You must be mistaken, Charis. I would never do that to you. It’s been more than a year since we separated, and I have yet to be with another woman. So..."

I scoffed, throwing my hands up in the air, as I made my way to my side of the bed and started making the bed. Parts of the bedsheets were hanging loose from our intimacy a while ago.

"It’s fine, you can pretend you don’t know what I am talking about. Isn’t that typical of men?"

He marched to where I was, yanking me upwards to face him. "When I found out you were my mate, and we accepted each other, I pledged myself to you, Charis. I pledged my loyalty despite knowing you had a Shade wolf..."