Alpha Blake

Chapter 23 No Mercy For Treason-2

Two Weeks After

Selene and Blake are in their room ready for bed. Selene has been irritated all day. She has been

followed everywhere by bodyguards Blake has appointed to take care of her. She crosses her hands,

sitting on the edge of the bed while Blake makes his. way out of the shower.

He comes out of the restroom with a towel around his waist. And she can't deny, even when she's

mad at him, she adores the sight of her husband's naked body. She gulps down and sighs, acting as if

she is still annoyed by him.

He sighs, closing his eyes and nodding his head with a smile. "Sweetheart, just how long do you

plan on being upset with me? I'm doing this for your own good." He says while stopping in front of her.

She can see the water droplets sliding down his chest, and her face becomes heated with

embarrassment.

He chuckles noticing her stare at him. "I just don't like being followed around like if I'm a little pup,

who can't take care of herself. " she lowers her head trying to avoid seeing how. close he is standing,

wearing nothing but a thin towel around his waist.

He holds his arm out and grips her tight pulling her to her feet. His hands slowly wrap around her.

Gripping her tight with one hand and tilting her chin slightly with his other.

"I would never forgive myself if anything happened to you, Selene. I love you, and I just want to

protect you." He whispers, his lips grazed slowly over hers, sending waves over her entire body.

Her hands wrap around his neck as she leans in closer, closing the gap between the two. The thin

fabric of her nightgown helps less the feel of his skin on hers. Her body covers in goosebumps. "Tell

me? what can I do to make my wife less mad at me?" He whispers, tracing his lips over her neck.

She smiles at his requests, she knows exactly what she wants. "Hmm, I can ask for anything?"

She raises an eyebrow, with a mischievous smile.on her face.

"Yes, just, don't make me regret asking you this!" He chuckles, wrapping his arm tighter around

her. She squints her eye, tilting her head to the side pensively. "Hmmm,.... let me think? I'm good at

fighting, and you know that. I want to train, I want to be able to fight by your side, to protect our pack,

together." She says, his eyes growing saddened.

"Anything but that Selene." He whispers. Averting his eyes away from her.

"Blake, look at me? You know I'm good. Better than any female in our pack maybe? But what if we

go under attack? How will you protect me and the pack all at once? You have great warriors, but I was

appointed as the lead warrior, I need to stand my ground and claim my position in this pack. Please

baby, let me train?" He sighs, closing his eyes.

"Fine, but only under my supervision, Understood?"

Her smile grows wide and she throws herself over him, hugging him tight, as she buries her face in

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"Yes, thank you!" he giggles at her expression.

"When do we start?" She asks

"How about tomorrow?"

She smiles, her eyes wide in surprise, "Really, Blake?"

"Yeah, why not? Is that ok?"

"Fuck yeah, I am so ready for this!" She throws herself at him. Kissing him with vigor.

He trails his hands down her hips and down to her thighs. She tilts her head back. biting her lower

lip, withholding her breath.

These small movements of his always make her lose control. He leans down to her ear and

whispers. "I can smell your arousal, Mrs. Landon, let me take care of that for you."

She gasps, feeling his hands grip her butt. She takes a step back, her knees hitting the mattress

as she stumbles back. He holds her steady and slowly lets her recline on top of the soft bed.

He hovers over her, as he slowly unwraps his towel. He trails his tongue slowly down her neck,

and down to the middle of her breast, making her arch her back. "Oh god Blake, that feels so damn

good." She whispers.

He pins her hands on top of her head, holding her steady. His tongue worked wonders on her skin.

He pulls her nightgown over her head and tosses it on the ground. He trails kisses down her breasts,

slowly caressing her sides. Slowly lifting her hips as he thrusts himself near her.

She moans softly, making him growl. He pulls his shaft forward, placing himself near her entrance.

She grips his back, holding herself steady, and. lifts herself to make him enter her.

She rocks her hips, as she feels him going in, one inch at a time. "Oh baby, you are so fucking

beautiful, you know that?" He smiles at her, locking his eyes with her as he slowly thrusts himself inside

her.

"Blake?" She whispers as she smiles slightly, as he responds, "Yeah, baby?"

She grips her arms harder on his nape, "Just shut up, and fuck me!" She pants, her breath

becomes erratic and her skin covers in goosebumps. He chuckles, throwing his head back.

"As you wish, my queen!" He grips her harder, thrusting faster, hungrily, with all his might.

She moans and digs her nails on his back. He grunts at the stinging feel of her nails, causing him

to grip her thighs harder. Thrusting faster inside her, as she arches her back and lifts herself to feel him

deeper inside.

In one swift move, he lifts her and places her on top of him, making her straddle him. She wraps

her arms around him and rocks her hips profusely on top of him. He grunts, his breathing erratic, and

his body covered in a cold sweat.

"Oh fuck, Selene? You feel so damn good!" He grunts one last time thrusting harder, she moans as

they both come together. She indulges and welcomes the feeling of pleasure as they both climb

together with the invigorating feel of their orgasm. She loves the feel of his length moving inside her as

he spills every ounce of himself inside her. But this time, it feels different. Every movement, every

feeling of his skin against her, different.

They have connected with each other not just as a married couple deeply in love, but as a whole.

Knowing they can trust in each other with their own lives. Knowing she can trust him to save her if ever

needed; and her, willing to give her own life for him if she'd ever had to.