Forged in the Flames

Chapter 62

Although Aliana’s words cut deep, I controlled myself and tried to ease her pain.

“I am hurt that you think you will be alone should anything happen to your father. What about me, Aliana? Do you not see me as your family?” I asked her, and she tightened her hold and pressed her head against my chest, crying.

She was gripping on tightly as if she felt I would pull away. I wondered what must have led to all this.

“Well, if it makes you feel better, no one asked me to take a Lycan queen. It is not like I would if they asked me. I meant what I told you, Aliana.” I assured her and decided to lead her to the shower. Maybe the water would make her relax a bit.

I turned on the water and allowed it to fall all over our bodies.

Once I felt the water had rinsed Snow from my skin, I turned it off and led Aliana back to the room.

When we entered the room, she was shivering, and I wore her a bathrobe. Her hair was matted to her skin. Her cheeks were rosy, and her honey eyes were wide, observing me curiously.

I moved toward her to ease the cold and brushed her hair aside to expose her neck to me.

It was bare, and it hurt because my mark should be on it. She was mine. Mine to love and mine to please and no one else’s but the path we walked was filled with so many obstacles that we had to move carefully, patiently, and wait just a little longer.

I bent down and kissed the spot. She m*oaned as I grazed my teeth over it to calm her down. Her skin was soft and sensitive. It felt different to t*ouch. I did not know why, but I believed it might have been the water and anticipation.

I s*ucked on the sensitive spot, and a m*oan escaped her lips. I could smell her arousal.

Choosing to warm her up with my body, I opened the robe and gently rolled it off her shoulder until she was out of it.

Then I lifted her in my arms, and she wrapped her l*egs around me.

I arrested her lips and kissed her hungrily while I carried her to bed.

She tasted sweet, and I pushed my tongue in to savour the goodness.

I gently laid her on the bed to pause to admire her.

She looked breathtaking and innocent.

She looked fragile, but I wasn’t fooled by it. She was strong and resilient, and I loved that about her.

Trailing her body with my hand, I cupped her b*reast and squeezed lightly. She gasped and then m*oaned. They were tender; I could feel it, and her n*ipples hardened while I t*ouched them.

I placed my m*outh and s*ucked.

Aliana m*oaned.

I s*ucked, feeling the nub harden in my m*outh. Her response aroused me, and I wanted to do more.

While I s*ucked on the n*ipple, I reached for her nerve bundle with my hand and rubbed her lightly with my index f*inger. She arched her back and m*oaned.

“That is it,” I linked her gently and moved to the next n*ipple. I s*ucked on her n*ipple while I rubbed her nerve bundle.

Gradually, I slipped my f*inger into her wet p*uss*y. It was soft, and her scent was intoxicating.

“Aliana,” I m*oaned, fighting the urge to bury my hard, twitching c*oc*k into her right away. I wanted to make her feel good and come before I delved in.

I pumped my f*inger gently and lightly, and she ground her p*uss*y against my hand. Then I moved down.

I did not leave her room to adjust. She gasped, and her breath caught when I delved in with my tongue.

“Ah,” She m*oaned.

Her body shook with pleasure, and I went to work while she ground her p*uss*y against my tongue.

“Knees up,” I linked her, and she obeyed, giving me the access I needed to taste her properly.

I knew she was coming with how she was grinding herself against me, so I steadied her by grabbing her a*rse.

She screamed from the intensity of her o*rgasm.

Bane was proud of what we did.

I was proud of myself.

I placed my f*inger into her, and the walls clenched hungrily. I could not wait anymore.

I had overworked myself. I positioned my c*oc*k at her entrance and drove myself in.

It was tight, soft, wet and slippery. I had to control myself, so I do not come immediately. Aliana gave in to me willingly.

While I pumped, all that mattered was the two of us. Everything that troubled me was distant. “I want you to give me your back,” I groaned and pulled out. She turned on her hands and knees, and I pushed

in from behind, deep inside her.

“Nik…” she m*oaned, and I drove in harder and pumped faster without remorse. I was losing control, and the pleasure was getting to my head.

“Say my name, Little Wolf,” I groaned and pumped harder into her.

I wrapped my hands around her upper body, squeezed her b*reasts, and pulled her close until her back was almost against my chest.

I rammed into her fast and hard, and I felt her p*uss*y clamping my c*oc*k. I knew she was coming. I maintained my rhythm the way both our bodies wanted it; grinding, deep, taking, and giving at the same time.

“I am coming,” She m*oaned, and I held tight. “Not yet. Hold on a little longer”, I ordered her, and she began to go crazy because I did not relent. I continued to pump into her with the same precision.

“Nikolas., please,” she m*oaned. Her juices were rushing all over me. Aliana was super wet. Just right for me, and I took her fast.

“Don’t you ever think I will leave you,” I managed, trying to control my o*rgasm too.

I pumped faster while she pleaded with me to let her come.

Grabbing onto her best and squeezing with one hand while her back was almost to my chest, I reached for her clit with the other and rubbed the sensitive nob.

“Nikolas, Please,” She cried. Her body was going crazy, and so was mine. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

“Please, Alpha,” She m*oaned, and soon unable to hold it anymore, we both erupted at the same time.

My waist pumped on its own, trying to sustain both our climaxes. I emptied deeply into her and felt her p*uss*y, taking every drop.

A loud groan escaped my lips while I stilled inside her to ride what was left of the climax.

I gently let her go, and she fell forward on the bed.

I lay beside her trying to catch my breath.

I pulled her close, and she placed her head against my chest, panting too.

The o*rgasm had drained us both.

Laying in bed bedside Aliana, I felt light and on top of the world. Nothing Fred*ic*k said or did at the committee affected me again. I was at peace and hoped it was the same for her because of the mood I met her in.

Aliana fell asleep in my arms. While I held her, I thought of Gabriel and decided to link the physician I sent to check on him before I left for Snow.

“How is Gabriel?” I asked the doctor.

“Alpha, Welcome home. The werewolf is responding to treatment,” he said quickly, and I wondered why that would scare Aliana.

“So, what is your professional opinion on the matter?” I asked him and waited for his response.

“If I may speak freely,” he requested, and I wondered what he had to say that he would need permission.

“Yes, you may,” I replied.

“I would advise he doesn’t do anything rigorous. He needs to rest a lot because he is hypertensive. I have given him medications that would help, but he is bound to die if he returns to work in this condition.” He said, and I sighed.

Gabriel was lucky he was Aliana’s father, and now I had a stronger motivation to make sure he was alright. He had a version of the past that I needed to know. Also, Aliana would be distraught should anything happen to him.

“I have already stopped his work. Just make sure he gets the care he needs.” I told the doctor and ended the link.

My tummy grumbled, and I decided to link Ania to bring me food.

Aliana was asleep, so I did not bother to include her. They could always bring her something when she wakes up.

Seeing how deeply asleep she was, I knew it would take a bit before she woke up. I snuck out of bed, slipped on my shorts, and sat on the couch, waiting for Ania.

Ania did not bring the food until thirty minutes later.

I noticed she was afraid when she placed the food on the table, and I wondered why.

Her hair was packed in a bun, and I saw the brand on the back of her neck.

It made me ashamed of myself. I had completely forgotten that we branded women before we came to Riverhead.

Ania was one of those that were unfortunate to be branded because none of my officers wanted her, and the fact that her father was a halfbreed did not help matters either.

I would have to make a law that states branded people could mingle and settle with whomever they please. No one should walk around like cattle. The woman I saw in Snow was an eye- opener. She represented everything that I would not do to my people. Everything that I must abolish. I was grateful to Aliana for breaking down my walls and softening my hardened heart.

“Did Aliana go for medical check-up yesterday? “ I asked Ania while she prepared to serve my food, and she almost dropped the serving spoon. She looked at Aliana, who was sleeping peacefully on the bed, and I wondered what her deal was. Was she expecting Aliana to answer my questions?

“Are you dumb? I just asked you a question,” I said, feeling irritated by her action.

“A., al. Alpha,” she stammered, then started serving my food so she would not look at me. “Aliana spoke alone to the nurse. We were not with her, but she is fine. If anything was the matter, I am sure she would have spoken,” She said and placed the food on the table in front of me.

“Who attended to her?” I asked her, and Ania stepped back.

“There were about five nurses in the clinic. I cannot say who attend to her precisely. Maybe she will tell you when she wakes up,” She said quickly, shifting the questions to Aliana. She had systematically shifted the questions back to Aliana to answer.

I nodded and told her to leave, then looked at Aliana.

Ania’s body language was off, and I did not need anyone to tell me they were hiding something.

Ania has never behaved like this with me. I wondered what was so dreadful that she was afraid to say and wanted Aliana to say it herself. Was Aliana ill? I prayed to the goddess that wasn’t the case because I planned to have a long blissful future with her after I had taken the crown and liberated her people.

She has to be healthy and alive for all of it.

I stopped worrying and decided to eat while strategizing my next course of action for the crown.