I was Kidnapped for Revenge by a Ruthless Alpha Chapter 67: His touch set my skin on fire

***Author’s Note: Don’t forget to play River by Bishop Briggs and add Hard for by Michele Morrone to the list for this Chapter. Yes, it’s one of THOSE scenes***

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~ODETTE’S POV~

Shit, it’s already too late, I was supposed to et with Genevive. Just as I jump up to get dressed in real clothes and rush out to et her.

Ambrose grabs by the waist jerking back, I stumble backwards, falling on to his lap with gasp.

"Not so fast my little fox. I finally have you alone to myself." I growled low in my ear. His warm breath sent shivers down my spine. Goosebumps rose on my skin and rippled across it, like an earthquake after shock.

My body responded to his touch instantly. Rolling into the feel of his hands, feeding off it. I couldn’t stop it, every single cell in my body was alive and alert, taking from him to give to . He was delicious, his energy fueled and fueled my desire. A fire was starting to burn in my core. Raw. Everything was more intense sparking my nerve ending and blowing holes clean through my resolve. His breathing and nibbling on my ear, was completely undoing .

He moved his lips down my neck, kissing gently with such an affectionate tenderness. A moan slipped from my mouth. I didn’t even care to hold it in. his hand slid around my waist pulling closer to him. The warmth of his chest pressed against my back forced my breath to hitch.

His other hand found it’s way to my breast. I threw my head back and a louder moan left my throat.

I felt his sharp fangs graze over the skin on my neck. Licking it while groped my breast with one hand and holding firmly against him with the other.

"I want you my little fox. I want you right now." He growled a ow, deep, guttural, and possessive growl.

He picked up off him, spun around and placed on his desk. Shoving the paperwork on it off, sending it scattering across the floor.

He nudged my legs apart pushing settling between them like he owned the space, not just .

He pulled my shirt from my body. Exposing my warm breasts to the cold crisp air of the room.

My tips hardened from the shock of it.

I pulled his shirt off him and we tossed them to the floor.

He dove back in. grabbing my head with his large hands, his mouth claid mine. I opened for him, and he slid is tongue inside explored every inch my mouth.

I ran my hands up his back.

And the feeding began again. Which only increased the arousal between us.

I knew he could feel it too; he started to purr; his body relaxed in my arms as we lost ourselves in the chaos of this kiss.

He unzipped his pants first. They dropped to his ankles.

He ripped my panties at the crotch and started using his fingers to trace between my folds. A ripple of pleasure spiked through . I moaned sensually into his mouth, and he gobbled up all the air I had to give.

He released the claim on my mouth, allowing much needed air, he moved from my lips kissing down my jaw, then my neck. Moving down to my breast. He grabs one with one hand teasing the tip, he enclosed his mouth around my other, sucking on the tip. A scream escaped , echoing in to silence of the room.

He released one breast with a pop of his lips switching to the other.

I was panting, my heart was drumming in my chest, playing a rhythm ant only for him.

Another scream left my lips as I threw my head back again.

And with another pop, he let that one go. I grab hold of his hair, clinging tightly, as if I let go I’d lose myself and crumble under touch.

He kissed down my body. I knew where he was going. I tried to push his head back, but he wasn’t having any of it. He pushed forward anyways.

"Noo..." I didn’t get to finish my sentence when he pushed backwards. Lifting my legs up and spreading open, I could feel him staring at , examining every inch of . Taking in and appreciating his al before he planned to devour whole.

He took all of into his mouth.

I sharply inhaled at the feel of his warm tongue on my core, flicking and sucking on my little pearl. It was absolute insanity. I grabbed hold of his hair gripping it, to ground . I was holding in a scream.

But he tore to pieces with such fierce determination. I couldn’t hold it in.

I dug my nails into his back. And predatorial growl vibrated on my folds.

I wanted to peel my skin off and crawl away, the pleasure was too much for .

"Please." I begged. I don’t know what I’m begging for exactly, but it was for sothing. More? Less?

My core was burning and an intense feeling climbed up before a surge of pleasure crashed into followed by a sense of relief.

However, that relief, it was short lived.

He pulled away from licking lips before he positioned himself at my opening, shoving himself him. Ripping open my walls to make space for him.

Pain flooded my senses first but quickly faded leaving desire in its wake.

"Fuck, you’re too tight. I forgot you were a virgin, until last night." He groaned.

I bit my lip; a feeling of pride swelled in my chest. I made him feel good. My body satisfied him.

He glided in and out of , moving with such tender caution.

I could feel his throbbing; his dick was jerking. He wanted to go hard; I could feel his restraint.

"Stop holding back." I moaned sensually.

"You don’t know what you’re asking for." He growled. He looked into my eyes, holding my stare. I watched as they darkened with lust and sothing, I didn’t have a word in my vocabulary to describe.

"Yes, I do." I growled back, I reach for his hips, holding him in place, and I start thrusting myself onto him.

He narrowed his eyes and let out a snarl. Which provoked a hiss from .

He ripped my hands off him and pinned to the bed.

"I’m going to fuck you so hard, when you scream my na, the whole of the mountain will hear you scream my na." He looked different, his alpha aura felt like thick smoke blocking my air.

With my wrists in on hand he puts his hand on my shoulder, and he plunged into , using his hand on my shoulder to hold in place. He punished my body with his hard thick length. Relentlessly, he plowed . The slap of our skin reverberated off the walls. The air thick with the sll of sex and pine, our moans echoed one another. Stroke after stroke he was shattering . I was breaking underneath him. Sweat coated our bodies. My body was jerking, and my pussy was gripping his cock with a tight hold.

Forcing him to push into harder.

Orgasm after orgasm was slamming into , cracking , breaking to my core.

He claid every inch of the inside of my body; when I felt his cock pulsing and thickening deep in my womb, I knew it coming.

I threw my hips up grinding on him.

"Oh, fuck." He pulled out, stroking his dick, finishing all over

I realized in this mont my resolve was crushed.

I was utterly, madly, and stupidly in love with my captor.