I was Kidnapped for Revenge by a Ruthless Alpha Chapter 68: Dinner with the Alpha ranks

~AMBROSE’S POV~

She was wrecking . The feel of her skin under my fingertips was like reaching out and touching a piece of heaven.

The way her body fit with mine, she was like a perfectly tailored suit just for . Her small fra lted into , and with each moan rolling off her tongue and each grind of her hips, she was bringing closer and closer to the edge. I picked my pace up ramming her roughly. Watching her breasts bounce only made my cock harder. She was perfection. Her smooth soft skin glowed with sweat under . Her hair disheveled strands clung to her skin. She looked beautifully undone.

She was mine. I don’t know when it really started to happen, but looking at her like this so open, so vulnerable.

I could feel her hit another climax. Her pussy throbbed and squeezed the life from my cock every ti it hit.

She was mine. Body and Soul. She belonged to .

Mine to cherish.

Mine to hold.

Mine to fuck.

Mine to protect.

My wolf jumped and howled in my mind; he was happy to really be on the sa page.

Her eyes were closed and moans spilled from her lips, I was losing my grip, she was going to make cum.

And as if she knew that, she started grinding on , I lost it, my self-restraint was trashed I pulled out and finished all over her stomach.

We were both panting.

When I looked up, I saw her eyes, they were glowing red. They were hypnotizing. I could live in the sea of red that was her eyes.

I grab my shirt from the floor and clean her up before laying down beside her.

She tried to shy away again and scrambled to cover herself.

Cute. Out mate is adorable.

I know, just what are we going to do about that?

Keep her safe at all costs.

Wouldn’t have it any other way.

I knew she was special. I told you so.

Fuck off.

Nope, I waited for this, weeks in fact, dealing with your bullshit denial.

Whatever, you were right.

I know.

I rolled my eyes internally. Onyx was so whipped.

I chuckled at her reaction and pulled her closer to . Her back against my bare chest. I heard her breath hitch.

I nuzzle into the crook of her neck, deeply inhaling her scent.

"Your sll is spellbinding; it’s like I can’t get enough." I whisper against her skin. Her warmth brought a sense of ho in my chest. Comforting and soothing. Like the best in was finally tad. Her breath hitched at the sound of my voice and the feel of my breath. I could see the goosebumps rise on her skin. And a smile crept up my cheeks.

I could lay with her forever.

And even as I lay here with all these feelings, I still can’t believe this is where we ended up.

"What’s your favorite color?" I found myself asking her. I wanted to know more about the fascinating and powerful woman in my arms. Not just more, I wanted to know everything.

Her fears.

Her hobbies.

The things she loved.

The things she hated.

The way she likes her tea or if she prefers coffee.

Her everything.

"What a funny question." She said looking up to . The glowing red had faded leaving just the calm crimson behind.

Her face was flawless. Delicate, but behind her tender beauty was a raging goddess waiting to be released.

"I’m serious, you tell yours and I’ll tell you mine."

"Okay, okay, fine." She giggled sweetly. "Yellow, not the harsh mustard yellow, like dandelions. I also really like purple, like lilac purple, gentle like a warm breeze."

I smiled, based on how she dressed and acted most of the ti, I’d have never guessed she loved such gentle colors. Always full of surprises.

"Now, you." She insisted.

She cared enough to ask. Most who laid in my bed never asked.

"Green, but not like a forest, but like grass. Rich and fresh." I answered.

"That’s a funny comparison; you sll like a pine forest. It reminds of a hallmark movie Christmas morning." She blinked slowly; her face was so relaxed. Her breathing was steady. She looked comfortable.

Maybe she was adjusting? The cracks in her mask were getting bigger, would I be able to get below the surface, her hardened exterior.

"Really? Pine? Hmm. No one’s ever told that I sll like pine." I couldn’t help but laugh lightly. She could sll my scent?

Because she’s our mate, it doesn’t just sll good, it slls like ho. She feels the bond too. I know it, Ambrose.

"Yeah, its nice. I’ve slled it since I first t you, actually." She admitted.

"Really? Interesting."

She could sll us the whole ti too, I can’t believe I didn’t recognize this sooner. You must have clouded my judgent.

Don’t pin this all on . It took a nut to recognize the bond for both of us.

Onyx growled, he didn’t like how I referenced what happened between the princess and I.

"Why is that interesting, do you sll differently to your people?" She asked innocently.

"Yes, I sll like power, like crackling electricity in the air." I answered proudly. My wolf was an old ancient wolf, pure like lightning.

"Oh."

"Only mates have specific slls that provide a soothing effect, sothing comforting and drawing." I added.

"So, you really think I am your mate?" She asked, her tone not doubtful like before but questioning, curious.

"I know you are. Without a doubt. I know you feel a connection. I can tell, the way you relax with now. The way your sll strengths when I co close. I can your heart hamring now as I tell you all of this." I confess with seductively "You’re in this just as deep as , you just deny the bond. When you let it in, you’ll see what I see. We’ll be able to communicate in our minds, I’ll feel what you feel, you’ll feel what I feel." I felt like I shouldn’t hide what the bond will entail.

"But I’m a vampire, we don’t have fated mates. Our bonds are strong, but they take ti to build. It just seems impossible." She didn’t deny the connection this ti.

Progress.

"I know. But I trust my wolf, I trust my instincts. I trust what I feel. Maybe it’s ti you start trusting yourself." I challenged her. She loves a challenge. That much I know.

"Next question. What’s your favorite thing to drink?" I ask.

"Chocolate milk." She answered quickly.

"Chocolate milk? Really?" I couldn’t help it; I leaned my head back and laughed hard.

"What’s so funny!?" She yelled acting offended.

"Nothing you’re cute." I settled my laugh down, "I like Jasmine Tea."

And then she bust out into laughter. A loud, real, happy laughter.

"What?" I asked with a smile.

"Oh man, you think liking chocolate milk is funny, but you love jasmine tea." She said between laughs.

"Yeah, what’s so unbelievable about that?" I raised an eyebrow at her.

"I figured you’d say sothing like ’The blood of my enemies’ not sothing relaxing and sensual like jasmine tea." She kept laughing.

"Hey, even I wind down every once in a while." I joked.

"And see, that’s why it’s so funny, I would have never in a million years guessed that."

"Whatever princess, how about your favorite animal?" I brought the conversation back, I still had more questions I needed answers too.

"Artic foxes."

"Now that doesn’t surprise , you remind of a little fox. Illusive, skeptical, and beautiful."

I could see her cheeks pinken a little.

"And what about you? Is it a dog?" She said with a teasing tone.

"Nope, black bears." I answered proudly.

"Oh, that different. Not surprising, but different." She smirked.

A knock at the door interrupted our intimate questioning.

"What do you want?" I growled, displeased with being disturbed.

"Alpha King, the Alpha’s you wish to interview are ready, I know you gave them more ti, but they are pretty eager. Sir." A guard spoke from behind the door.

"Fine, tell them to co to dinner with tonight." I groaned.

"I’ll tell them and ask the cooks to prepare extra dishes." The guard said and left.

"Well, princess, seems we’ll be having guests for dinner." I said to her.

"Wonderful."