Kelenne

After living in hellish prison for 16 years, you're finally rescued. But what do you do when you soon realize that there is now a thread, a connection to the warden you've escaped from?

BLURB:
He could clearly see the way the water droplets ran down her back. The brown curls, almost black due to being wet, stuck to it, gave such an alluring contrast to her skin that seemed to glow in the moonlight. She turned, causing her ample breast to come into view. A single droplet hung precariously from a pebbled nipple. Was his eyesight always this sharp? It appeared like a pearl, begging to be licked away. He groaned as he could almost taste the cool freshness on his tongue before it was replaced with the heat of her flushed skin.

Unzipping his jeans caused his member spring forth, drenched in the constant precum that flowed. Just the thought of sucking on her breast made him groan in frustrated desperation. He buried his face between the fleshly orbs. Biting and licking, he was pleased to see his marks on her skin. A fierce desire to possess came over him and even his wolf growled at the feeling.

How is it that she smells even better that the soap she just used? Other Omegas used the same kind, yet their smell would cause his stomach to feel upset. 

Inhaling again, he pinning her against a tree. The same tree he was hiding behind before. Lifting her up, he devoured her lips while wrapping her long legs around his waist. Slightly bending his knees, he entered her in one deep thrust. She was hot and tight. So tight that if it wasn't for her juices, he wouldn't be able to move.

Gripping himself tighter, his imagination became wild. Just thinking about her breathy moans or her screams of pleasure caused a shudder to pass through him as he came into the tissue he had thoughtfully grabbed.

Why, why not just take what he so obviously wants? What's stopping him? If it were anyone else, he would have slacked his lust, had some fun, and moved on. The fact that this question ran through his mind without an answer was the reason for his pain.

Alpha's Pregnant Omega

"Rosebud? What do you want with her?" the anger in his voice caused Sam to pull back. He knew that he needed to tread carefully or else this wolf-less prisoner would have his throat.


"Easy there my friend. I just wanted to know about her that's all, but I thought her name was Trishanna?"


Scratching behind his head, Sam decided to be honest. If this was her best friend, then his Alpha would be pissed if he did something to upset his mate whether directly or not. "Well, it seems that your friend is my Alpha's mate. That makes her my Luna. I mean her no harm or disrespect, but the fight you saw earlier was about her. It seems as though your Alpha wants to claim her as his own, but since she is unmarked, Alpha Bradley is desperate to claim what is rightfully his."


Samuel sat back down. If what he says is true, it could mean that Trishanna would leave here once and for all. Yet, if this Alpha is worse than James, he could be sending her from the pan straight into the fire. "As you said, she is my best friend. Why should I tell you anything about her? For all, I know your pack could be the worst thing for her."


Sam was impressed. He thought that this guy would spill the beans in exchange for getting out of there. "Good point. How about you tell me what I want to know, and I'll get the guards to let you out?"


"How about you go take a long walk on a short pier?"


Sam laughed. This omega was alright in his books. If he had any say, he would take him back to Goldmoon. "Well, I guess I can't make you talk." Shrugging he turned, "I hear that she was of questionable character and had made her rounds through your pack. I guess with a reputation like that, no wonder she got the name 'Trash'."


Samuel was angry at the lies being spouted from the Beta's mouth. He rushed to the bars and tried to grab him. He figured that he was already in jail, it wouldn't make a difference if he spent another night or ten, but he would be damned if anyone talked about his friend that way.


Sam was not prepared for how quickly Samuel moved. He barely made his escape, and his torn shirt was proof of just how pissed he was. "Geez dude, relax. That's not what I heard. Well, at least the nickname was mentioned a few times."


"THAT'S NOT HER NAME" Samuel shouted. The veins were bulging in his neck and if he had a wolf, he would have shifted by now.


"Alright, calm down. What are you so mad about?" He watched until Samuel seemed to be in a better frame of mind, before drawing closer to where he stood.


"I'm sorry man. It just hurts me so much to know that my friend has been hurt by that bastard known as Alpha James, and there isn't much I can do about it." Samuel walked back to his cot and sat down. Defeat slumping his shoulders. "I just want to save her from this place.


If you can promise me that Rosebud will be safe with your Alpha and your pack, I'll tell you what you want to know."


Bradley got more and more livid with what his Beta found. It took a few minutes of him calming down his wolf who wanted nothing more than to find that weakling of a wolf and tear him to shreds. Taking a deep breath. He leaned his head back and tried to think calmly.


Based on the fight that just happened, it didn't look like James would let her go without trying to stop it. Since Trishanna is unmarked and a member of Bloodmoon, Bradley would have to move carefully. He would hate that his pack moved into their new home with a ready-made enemy right across the border. Thanking Sam, he excused him so they both can get ready.


Experience has taught him if his aunt said one hour, he'd better be there with five minutes to spare.


Chapter 29