Taming the Alpha (Alma Venus Shifter Brides 4)

“When were you going to ask me about returning to London?”

“Later-ish…? Look, I was trying to come up with a way to be subtle. I don’t usually do subtle, so I was postponing the moment.”

“No, you really don’t do subtle.”

She was still smiling

. How could she still be smiling without her way-too-stretched lips saying “screw this” and falling off her face?

“So… like… do you wanna go?”

“Yes, I think I do.”

“Cool.” He released a breath he hadn’t realized he had been holding and relaxed against the backrest. “How about tomorrow?”

“Perfect.” The smile finally disappeared from her face as she furrowed her brows in concentration. “Tomorrow is perfect because I actually have an idea… a plan. But I want to consult Avelyn first.”

“Huh? What plan?” Suddenly, Matt was alarmed. That didn’t sound good. Women making plans… that didn’t sound good at all.

Claudia stood up. As she started walking towards the castle, she threw over her shoulder: “I’m not sure yet, but I’m working on it.”

CHAPTER FOUR

Scars and Demons

Because Claudia couldn’t wait, they went back to London the next day. She had considered telling Avelyn about her plan and asking for her advice, but then she had decided she needed to make the decision alone. She had to stop asking for help and guidance. She was an Alpha bride now, and she had to start being in control of her life and marriage. Even of her husband. Not yet, but soon…

When they arrived, Karl was waiting for them in the parking lot. Claudia almost jumped into his arms. Almost, because as she was running towards him, she noticed the slightly panicked look on his face and slowed down. He took her face between his hands and pressed a soft kiss to her lips, then stared straight into her eyes as he whispered: “In your room, naked, you’ll find the scarf on the pillow. You have five minutes.”

Her heart jumped in her chest and she suddenly forgot how to breathe. Her pussy clenched with need, and she finally had to admit that she had missed him more than she had thought. She hadn’t only missed his husky voice, manly scent, and overwhelming presence, but she had also missed him physically. Her body had craved his body each and every night, and she had ignored it, too focused on the fact that he wasn’t calling. She needed him so badly, that she didn’t even care if Matt, who was behind them, had heard his demand. Without looking back, she ran up the stairs of the building, two words ringing in her head: five minutes. She barely heard Karl taking the luggage from Matt and dismissing him.

When her husband entered the room, she was waiting for him on top of the bed. As he had demanded, she was completely naked except for the silk blindfold. Claudia had covered her eyes carefully, but unlike the first time she had worn it, this time she could see the faintest shadows through the soft material, the afternoon sun throwing its golden rays through the large windows, enveloping everything in a magical glow. Her breath hitched when she heard the door opening and closing, then Karl’s barely audible steps approaching the bed.

Karl stopped at the foot of the bed and took his time to admire his bride. Her skin glowed like chocolate covered in honey, the blindfold gave her soft, frizzy hair a cute, silly shape, her hard nipples were pointing at him, and he could smell the wetness between her legs. He gulped before he opened his mouth and said something stupid. Many things were running through his head, but he refused to say any of them out loud. “You’re beautiful”, “You’re gorgeous”, “I missed you so much”, “Your scent and your naked body haunted my dreams while you were gone”, “I should’ve never sent you away”… He didn’t say any of that. He couldn’t. It was like every time he was about to express his feelings, the words choked him and didn’t let him breathe until he gave up and swallowed them forever.

Claudia took a deep breath when she felt the mattress sink under his weight. A soft rustle told her he was taking his clothes off, and she bit her lower lip in frustration. Oh, how she would have loved to see him, let her hungry eyes wander down his thick neck, wide shoulders, strong chest, and perfect abs. The tips of her fingers were itching with curiosity… What was his skin like? Did he have dark, coarse hair on his chest? She wanted to run her hands down his abs and grab his cock, weigh it in her palm, then guide it to her lips and taste him. Instead, she felt him lean over her just enough to tie her wrists to the headboard. She sighed and waited to see what he would do next.

Karl had been dying to have her body again. That first time more than a week ago hadn’t been enough. It had just taken the edge off, and he had cursed himself every day for pushing her away and leaving her at Schloss Blackmane. On one hand, he felt like he couldn’t have her around. Her presence, the mere scent of her skin drove him insane with lust. He had to focus on his job and his pack, not let a woman play with his head. On the other hand, he couldn’t live without her. Not having her around had been even worse than seeing her constantly. He had spent his days staring at his phone, texting Matt, and talking himself out of calling her and begging her to come back. As if Schloss Blackmane had been her idea…

But now she was there, in his arms. Naked on top of the covers, her full lips parted, her legs spread wide. He caressed the inside of her thighs and smiled when she shuddered at the touch. His fingers inched closer to her glistening folds, and he heard her take in a deep breath. She released it when his finger traced her slit and sank inside her. Her passage was sleek and warm. He moved his finger in and out a couple of times, but when she started moaning, he couldn’t take it anymore, he couldn’t hold back. His wolf was thrashing inside his chest, demanding to be let out so he could possess his mate. Karl climbed on top of his bride and positioned his hard, throbbing cock at her entrance. As he slid inside her, he watched with hungry eyes how her pussy enveloped the engorged head, then the whole length, taking in everything he had to give. He sighed when he was buried to the hilt, closed his eyes for a second, and when he opened them again, he focused on Claudia’s blissful face. He leaned in and captured her parted lips in a fiery kiss as he started moving in and out of her tight pussy.

“Oh,” she moaned against his lips.

It was even better than the first time. It didn’t hurt, and she was so wet that his cock slid in and out perfectly, stuffing her full, stretching her to the limit, hitting that sweet spot inside her. Soon, he quickened the pace and she had to hold onto the headboard.

“Oh yes!”

She had had no idea she would like it so hard and fast. The wet, sloppy sound of sex filled the room, and anyone who was in the apartment could probably hear the bed creaking under Karl’s erratic attack. She didn’t care. She moaned and screamed louder, soon getting to the point when she was chanting his name as she was nearing orgasm.

“Oh, right there! Karl, yes! Don’t stop!”

He didn’t stop. Seeing her so close, he smiled mischievously, grabbed her legs and placed them on his shoulders. From the new angle, he could sink even deeper inside her. He held her hips in place with his big, strong hands and pounded her until she screamed his name over and over, coming on his cock, her walls squeezing him until he grunted and coated her pussy with hot streams of seed.

“Oh, yes… come inside me,” she whispered. By this time, she had no idea what she was saying. The thought that he was filling her with his seed had triggered another orgasm, and she was riding it lazily, already exhausted. “I love your cock… oh, fuck me, yes… I love you, Karl. I love you…”

Karl froze for a moment, still buried inside her. He looked at her long and hard, almost wanting to rip the scarf off so he could see her eyes and make sure it wasn’t just her powerful release talking. Her hips rose to meet his, urging him to thrust a couple more times, then her body relaxed around him, her legs hitting the mattress.

“Oh God… that was amazing,” she said, oblivious to his reaction.