I was Kidnapped for Revenge by a Ruthless Alpha

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ODETTE’S POV:

I saw the armed man on the wall

I saw the small girl hiding.

I felt the same rage I felt the night of my 16th birthday.

I found myself moving before I even could finish thinking.

They raised their bow, and just as they released fire, I dove in, covering the small child with my body.

It was instinct, I couldn’t let her die.

I felt them pierce my back.

3 arrows, they were clean shots.

The pain seared and I swallowed a scream.

I didn’t want to scare the girl.

But god damn, did being hit by three arrows at once freaking hurt. My back was screaming for me. My skin felt raw and on fire.

My muscles ached, but the trembling girl under me. She kept me grounded. The noise around me died down. The only thing I could hear were the muffled whimpers of the child and the sound of my own heart beating rapidly in my chest. It battered against my rib cage.

I started feeling cold, I wasn’t healing, I was losing too much blood too quickly, I don’t know how much longer I can hold on. I was fading, and fast.

I felt something, drawing me inward, and at the same time, like something was trying to break loose, it was confusing and overwhelming.

And then I felt it. Something pulled me in and shielded me. A sense of protection wrapped around me like it was a warm blanket on a cold day.

I was gone somewhere dark, but I could see the stars, and a moonless sky. It wasn’t scary, but it felt familiar, as if I’ve been in this darkness before, surrounded by these stars before.

I wanted to stay here, where I felt safe and at home.

But I could feel again, I was coming back to the surfaces. I was hungry, starved in fact. More, I needed more.

The familiar scent of pine filled my nose; it smelled like heaven if heaven were a forest. I wanted to engulf myself in this sent.

Warmness washed over me, I had to chase the source of it.

I pulled it closer, and the smell of pine closed around me.

As more of my senses awakened. I was becoming more aware, touch, the gentle soft touch of someone warming my head.

My eyes fluttered open.

And there he was. In all his magnificent glory. He was holding me.

My heart felt filled with this overwhelming sense of something I’ve never felt. But I know it was good because I was happy. I was so happy to open my eyes and him being the first thing I see.

He was feeding me. How was that possible?

Right now, I don’t care all I know is I’m famished and needed more.

And the best way to feed?

It was with a kiss.

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(Author suggestion: I waited till here because after here it matters. Instead of the usual song, play Hard For Me by Michele Morrone, let your heart pound with mine<3)

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I lifted my chin and pushed my lips to his. They were softer than I remember.

He stiffened, probably because of the shock from me kissing him with no prior warning or provocation.

But he relaxed quickly and gave in, I drew from him. He tasted so good, the same as before, yet different, somehow better.

Soon my hunger turned into desire. I ran my hands through his short hair and pulled him in deeper, our bodies connecting.

My heart was beating fast, and a rushing heat coursed through my veins. I rolled the front of my body against his, he ran his hands up my back. His touch gentle, still I winced my wounds still hurt, but I noticed it was much less. I was healing faster. The heat was spreading through my body.

I wanted more, and as if reading my body, he rolled over on top of me. I opened my legs giving him access to the space between my thighs. Our lips never parting, our tongues dancing in harmony.

Instinct was taking over, it guided my body, I let it take over.

Whatever we were doing, whatever was going on between us right now, it felt real, it felt right.

Never have I felt this way about anyone. I’ve never wanted someone so much in my life. I wanted all of him. And I could feel it. He wanted all of me too, and not like he did before not like a possession or a toy. Like his body needed mine as much as mine needed his. I could hear his heartbeat; it was beating just as fast as mine.

However, he was holding back. Controlling himself. Resisting.

My body pleaded, it craved him. I ground my hips on to him. Teasing him, begging him.

He moaned into my mouth, and it sounded like music to my soul. And fueled my desire more.

He hesitated, pulling back, leaving my lips trembling. I felt my heart leap and ache wanting more. It was relentless in its ache.

He put his forehead to mine and looked to be collecting himself

"If we go any further, I won’t be able to stop myself." He said through gritted teeth between his heavy breathing.

"Then don’t." I begged. Take all of me.

"Are you sure you want this?" He asked, desperation in his voice."

And for a second, I hesitated. Did I want this?

The answer was, No. I needed this, I don’t have the words for how much I was yearning for all of him.

"Yes." I whispered. I couldn’t deny it, the pull.

"Are sure? Are you really sure you’re ready? I’ll stop right now if that’s what you want, but if we go from here, I can’t promise I’ll stop. I can’t promise I’ll have the self-control. I want you so bad it hurts." I could hear the truth that lied beneath his words. A truth he didn’t want to admit.

I nodded, my body shaking, I was so nervous, I couldn’t swallow. My breath was caught in my throat.

"I’ll try my best not to hurt you; I’ll go slow and easy this time. Since it’s your first." His voice was quiet and gentle, it had a tenderness I’ve never heard from him, and it made my heart leap.

Squeezing my eyes just and biting down on my lip from embarrassment. I nodded again.

He leaned up and removed his pants. And then he slowly pulled down mine. And that’s when I realized I didn’t have a shirt on. But I couldn’t care less right now. He unclipped my bra from the front latch and by breasts felt the cold air bite the tip, I sucked in a deep breath and goosebumps ran down my body.

Then he did something completely unexpected, he unclasped my collar and tossed it to the side.

"Don’t make me regret this." He growled.

I was stunned. This action, this trust, it was a gift. He wasn’t the kind of man to trust easily.

"I want all of you, as you truly are. Power, danger, chaos, fire and fury." He spoke with a deep primal need.

My mind was whirling, clouded by need and instinct.

His eyes lustfully raked over me, a part of me wanted to cover my exposed flesh, but another part of me, it was excited he looked at me like that. "You are the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen."

No one has ever looked at me like I was the only thing that mattered, not the way he did right now.

He took his place between my legs again, like he owned it.

His lips crashed back into mine, more possessive and demanding then before. He gripped my breasts hard, groping them, he teased my nipple between his fingers.

I jerked up at his touch, arching my back, I moaned into his mouth. His touch felt like fire on my skin. I was basking in the heat his body provided.

He claimed my mouth like it was the last thing he’d ever do. Our naked skin touching was so smooth, yet raw. My nervous were burning, and I chased that burn.

He left my mouth, and I wanted to protest, but then he started kissing my face, trailing down my neck with gentle kisses. My core ached, I was melting under his touch.

He reached my breast, cupping it, closing his lips over my nipple and sucking deeply. I inhaled sharply gasping for air, his tongue twirled around my nipple, it was undoing me from the bottom up.

He let go of my breast with a pop and moved to the other. I wanted to thrash under the intense pleasure and warmth of his mouth.

He sucked and toyed with it, before releasing it exposing me to the cool air between us. And he kissed further down my body, I became hyper aware of where he was heading, I grabbed his head to stop him, but he smacked my hand away.

"Don’t you dare. I have waited so long to taste you." He growled.

I was so scared, I didn’t dare stop him.

His hot breath reached my core, I ached inside it felt like it was burning me alive.

He dove mouth first into my womanhood without warning. I cried out in pleasure. His tongue played with bundle of nerves, teasing it, and sucking it. He was ruining me.

He devoured me like a dessert.

"You taste like the sweetest of fresh wild strawberries, it’s intoxicating and addicting." He licked his lips and spoke with a voice smoother than silk. I was quivering under his control.

He slid a finger slowly into my entrance, stretching me, I whimpered, it hurt, but slowly started to feel good, amazing. He sucked on my clit and moved his finger up and down inside me, teasing a spot inside me that brought so much pleasure, I was crumbling.

An unknown feeling with incredible and fierce force rushed through my veins, it was crippling I wanted to run away, but simultaneously I wanted to run toward it.

And then a monsoon of pleasure crashed into me. I screamed. It was positively the most incredible feeling I’ve ever felt. He was ruining me.

I tried to scramble away, push his head away. But he only growled pushed harder against me. Sucking my soul from my core.

I couldn’t breathe, I was thrashing under his strong grip around my hips holding me firmly in place, everything felt raw and naked. It was too much; I couldn’t take it. I wanted to cry, but no tears came only more moans.

He pulled away once my body stopped convulsing his mouth.

"That my little princess, was an orgasm, and by the looks of it, that was your first." He grinned; his smile filled with devious thoughts and lustful desires.

He shifted between me, positioning himself at my entrance. And of wave of panic slammed into me.

I forgot how big he was. There is no way that thing can fit in me.

"I’m going to take my sweet time and saver every little bit of you." His voice trembled with need. His tip pushed at my entrance, testing it, tempting it.

He inched in slowly, and when I say it hurt, I mean it hurt. It was like I was being ripped open from the inside.

Pulling out and pushing back in. I gripped his shoulders, digging my nails in. I bit down on my lip; the taste of blood infiltrated my mouth.

"You will never bleed for anyone ever again, no one, except for me. Everything about you is mine." His lips claimed mine, possessively, deliberately with such intensity, I was being undone by him. He drank my blood, and I drank his from his spirit.

And then with one strong thrust, he penetrated me with the whole of him. Ripping at my walls, I screamed into his mouth.

Suddenly something happened, something neither of us recognized.

Something in me cracked completely and a rush of power surged inside me. Charged electricity shot through me, now coursing in my veins like a storm. He felt it too.

The shift in our energies, the change in our bones.

It made everything more.

My body caved into desire. freeweɓnovel.cøm

I felt weightless and full; he moved slowly in and out each movement more agonizing and delightful than the last.

His hips rolled with mine, matching each other’s pace. He gripped my ass holding me in against him. He grinded on my core and then he found it. The spot that destroyed me. Waves of pleasure crashed into me like a violent monsoon against a cliff. Power was buzzing inside me, he could feel it too, he picked up his pace, even with all his restraint, he still pushed roughly into me. He was rocking me; my resolve shook loose. My body quaked, my core pulsed and throbbed holding his length hostage inside me.

Breaking our kiss, a sharp breath rushed in ripping my lungs open, just for a moan to leave my lips instantly after.

"Fuck I’m going to cum."

His words set my insides on fire, I wanted it, I wanted to feel him break inside me.

I wanted to own him. All of him.

I held him firmly and pushed my hips up grinding on him.

"Fuck, stop, I’m not ready to cum yet." He groaned biting down and holding back.

"I want all of you." And with those words he lost it. I felt his release. His body recoiled and hummed between my legs. And my body milked him for everything he had.

He mumbled a word I couldn’t believe, a word I never thought I’d hear. A word that couldn’t be possible. Shouldn’t be.

But he said them anyways. In a voice so ancient and primal.

"MATE."