Page 73 of Wolf’s Fated Bride

Ash releases my hair from the braid and lets it fall around us. He inhales loudly and exhales in a purr. I love the way he purrs. I also love how he’s always hard for me.

I kiss him on the mouth and smell myself on his face. “You really should wash your face.”

“I’m not going to do that.”

“My cum is on your mouth, Ash.”

“That’s right.”

“People will scent it.”

“Let them.”

“You’re scaring me.”

Ash fists my hair and kisses me. His tongue pushes into my mouth, and when I taste him, I groan. He purrs while we kiss and encourages me to rub myself over his jeans. He’s so hard that the dry humping, purring, and kissing make me come in my panties.

I bite his lip, then trail kisses down his chest. My eyes flutter closed as I run my nose down his chest, inhaling his mating scent. I’ve never met a male who smells as alluring as Ash Fireborn. I want to lick him. Everywhere. Especially down there.

I pop the buttons of his jeans and pull out his dick. It’s a gorgeous, thick penis with a fat knot at the base. I wrap both hands around the base and put him in my mouth, bobbing my head, marveling at the taste of him. Ash purrs loudly with a strain in his cadence. This is because he’s losing control.

I suck harder and open my eyes so I can watch him.

His head is thrown back, neck exposed, and his Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows. His chest vibrates loudly and aggressively. If I weren’t going down on him, the noise would make me run away in fear that he would kill me. But the dangerous growling means he’s just a happy alpha male werewolf who wants me to get him off.

And I do.

Ash ejaculates down my throat, and afterward, I wipe my mouth and place him back into his pants. I crawl up his body, thinking we can cuddle for a little bit. Or a lot if the wind picks up again. The bridge will go up, and I’ll get stuck in his room. That’s probably a bad idea, but I want to lie with him a little longer. He’s warm. Very cuddly.

Ash moves me off to one side and gets up.

“Where are you going?” I ask.

At the door, he turns and says, “Thank you for your service, Omega.”

Chapter 30

Runa

Isit up and look around the empty bedroom. What the hell just happened?

Thank you for your service, Omega.

I pace his bedroom. When I left the nest this morning, I thanked him for his service, but Ash… I think he wants more than just to service me. I mean, after our conversation just now, I know he wants more. We can have two weeks but no more.

And if he likes me, he would find it offensive that I thanked him for his service. To be fair, an alpha male like Ash isn’t a service male, but I didn’t know what else to tell him. Bye, bitch would’ve been far worse.

How was I supposed to know he didn’t mean to just service me? It’s not like we’re dating. It’s not like we even planned to spend the fire moon together.

I snap my fingers. This is why he’s behaving the way he is.

I offended him, and he retaliated by washing the blankets we had fornicated on together with his shirt. He expected me to see it, since I told him I was on the last day of my chores.

Ash is petty.

He cleaned up but wouldn’t wash my cum from his mouth and showed up that way to eat breakfast with my family. So very petty of him.

I punctured a hole in his ego, and he didn’t like it. Now he’s paid me in kind by calling me a service omega. I admit my pride is bruised too.