Page 66 of Wolf’s Fated Bride

Runa puts the plate down and tucks her hair behind her ears. It’s nice to see her with her hair down and covering her breasts while she wears only jeans.

Along the walls, my fire burns steadily. Never have I ever had this much control over my element. And I haven’t medicated with any alchemy since Peter’s death. I don’t trust Sven. He’s a self-serving murderer. The only reason I’m keeping him is because that’s what’s best for me and mine at this time.

There’s no pearlescent glow anywhere around the fire, so maybe I imagined it. I did fuck this fine omega while the flame changed colors. Maybe she makes me see pearls instead of stars. Whichever. I’d like some more.

“Why are you smiling?” she asks.

“Come back in the nest, and I’ll show you.”

Runa blushes prettily. “I wish I could, but duty calls.”

“You’re avoiding me now.”

“No.”

“Yes.”

“Don’t be difficult, Ash.” Runa walks over to her backpack and takes out the rest of her clothes.

“How am I being difficult?” I ask.

“You know how.”

“I don’t. I’m just lying here, inviting you for a ride again.”

Runa puts her hands on her hips. “I’m not going to do that.”

“As you wish.” I tackle her onto the nest, press my lips against hers, and kiss her. Runa spreads her legs and nudges me with her hips while we quietly make out. No heat. No pressure of hormones.

I remove her jeans and push inside her warm channel and move slowly. I take my sweet time fucking her, stopping just before I think she’ll come, getting her frustrated and angry under me as I kiss her constantly, sometimes poking her butthole with my finger. She likes that.

When I come inside her, she begs me for the knot.

That a girl. She’s lost in pleasure, forgetting she has things to do. If I give her the knot, we’ll stay here all morning, maybe even the entire day. People will start looking for us.

I don’t give a fuck about me, but I want to spare her from her father’s wrath. I don’t wish to humiliate her in any way, even if there’s nothing humiliating about us. We’re both single. We’re a great match.

I don’t want them to discover us. I want to declare that we’re together. Boldly. And Runa isn’t ready for that.

When we separate, she looks over at me and says, “You’re a great fuck.”

I sigh. “Happy you appreciate my prowess.”

“Comes with the territory?” She sits up and rummages through her backpack again. She won’t be deterred from work.

Clearly, my dick isn’t magical, or she would want to lie here with me and be lazy all day long. Her pussy most definitely is magical, because I plan to rest in her nest and enjoy her scent after she leaves.

“Yes, it does. Are you coming back later?” I ask.

“You have lots of stamina, Alpha. Makes me think your harem trained you well.”

I sit up. “You think I have a harem?”

“Don’t you?” She appears puzzled.

“No.”

“Are you lying?” She narrows her eyes at me.