Alpha Of Darkness And The Half-Breed Healer

NIA’S POV “I like you a whole lot, Nia Hayes. Believe when I say it.”

Gael repeated it to my utmost shock. What the hell did they give him to drink? It’s shocking enough to hear him confess the reality of his awful living. And now he is admitting to having actual feelings for me?

“Is this some joke, Gael? Why are you doing this to me?” I mumbled, feeling deflated.

He wiped off his tears quickly. But why am I crying so easily over my emotions? Do people shed tears during confessions?

“I swear it, Nia. There is no other way for me to tell you this. I can’t stop thinking about you.”

“But I am a half-breed.”

“It doesn’t matter. I apologize for being an asshole. I-I-I have no excuse for what I have done in the past. My eyes and heart have longed for you for the longest time. All I think about in my spare and busy time is you. I get jealous when you laugh with Ezra and give off a cold attitude towards me instead. Please, I want a chance with you. I promise to behave right. I don’t know what will become of me If I keep holding back. I don’t want to anymore.”

“Does Gemma know you are here? You are her man and whatnot.”

It is unclear to me why I am suddenly acting jealous. I don’t fancy seeing Gael and Gemma together.

He moved closer, and this time, like when we were in the woods, there wasn’t any escape route. I stumbled to the back; he grabbed my waist, pulled me up close, and caged me against the wall. His teary eyes stared deeply into mine.

“Fuck Nia! I want you.”

Out of the blue, his lips landed on mine. I have always thought my first kiss would be odd, but it feels like I have been doing this for years. I know I am supposed to push him away. Instead, I held on to his shirt and parted my lips further. His hands roamed my body hungrily at first, then he slowed down and caressed me like he feared I would fade away. The kiss lingered for a while. He tastes just like I imagined: minty. I want more of him, even though I have never done this before; I don’t want it to end.

Gael lifted me off the floor, and my back touched the bed. I grabbed a fistful of his hair, stretching out my neck from him to place tingling kisses on it. It feels so good. He grabbed a fistful of my right boobs while his other hand caressed my nipple. I moaned in pleasure. Our gaze locked, and his lips crashed on mine again. He grabbed my hands and sealed it over my head while his mouth hovered all over my skin. “Gael-” The words stuck in my throat when his fingers made their way to my thighs. The minute his hand made contact with my v-line, I gasped. My eyes rounded like saucers at the reality of what was about to happen. “Wait, Gael!” I blurted out. Our gaze locked when he raised his head, showcasing his dilated eyes and wet lips. “It’s your first time, right?” I swallowed hard and nodded in response. “We don’t have to do this. It’s not necessary.” He added quickly.This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Even though he is drunk, his gentle side of him is still vivid. His words turned me on, and my clit throbbed more intensely this time. “It’s alright. I am fine.” He leaned up. “No. We shouldn’t do this. I just-” I leaned up abruptly and shut him up with a kiss. I wanted it. I want to cherish the night and spend it with him. Those wet dreams about getting fucked by Gael are about to become reality, so I’m not going to let it slip off. My wolf tried to remind me of his drunken state and that he might act indifferently in the morning, but I shut it out. I would deal with the consequences later on. “I want you, Gael,” I whispered.

Lifting himself, he took off his clothes, baring himself to me. My mouth went agape at how breathtaking he looked. I have heard and read about the appearance of Greek gods. I didn’t realize I had one close by. I attempted to pull off my nightie, but he stopped me.

“Let me do it, please.” He said. The alcohol seems to be clearing away already. I hope Gael doesn’t change his mind when he sees my body. I have never really thought much about it until now. For a person like Gael, who has had a taste and view of many others, I might not match up to his needs. I shouldn’t demean myself this much; it’s wrong. I sucked in a breath to clear the negative thoughts. “Goodness!” Gael blurted.

I stared in confusion, looking down at myself. Gael had gotten rid of my clothes now, and I lay naked.

“What’s wrong?” “You look so beautiful and breathtaking.” He whispered, relaxing his weight into the bed as he kissed me passionately.

He flipped us, letting me stay on top. I settled against him, our private parts directly on each other, while I roamed my tiny hands over his large body. He grabbed my boobs, twitching the nipples while I grind my hips against him. He moaned out my name before flipping the both of us again. He pinned down my waist, and his mouth covered my vagina immediately. I didn’t have the chance to breathe when he bit gently on my clitoris. “Fuck!” I exclaimed. “You like it?” He whispered. “Yes! Yes!” I screamed even more when his tongue flicked over my clit continuously. His hands reaching out for my nipples fueled some pleasure in my belly. I didn’t want it to end. I grabbed the sheet when his tongue sucked me vigorously. The feeling was divine, and I could feel my eyes shutting off at the emotions that almost exploded in my mind. He leaned down to kiss me passionately while I felt his hand stroking his cock. Our gaze locked while he eased his penis slowly into my vagina. I felt a sharp pain underneath, but it didn’t hurt much, and I didn’t get to feel it much. He was as gentle as possible. I tried to close my eyes. “Keep it open!” He snapped. I did. Our eyes didn’t miss contact while he kept sliding in and out of me very slowly. The pleasure had me moaning out his name non-stop, and I begged him to go further. Finally breaking the eye contact, he leaned on me and hastened the pace of his thrust. He nibbled at the sensitive spot on my neck that would leave hickeys. He locked our hands and thrust faster and more profoundly. I love this feeling. Our arousal filled the atmosphere, and it smelled enticing. Gael chuckled, slowing his pace, but his strokes were deep and manly. I guess he could smell our arousal, too. All of a sudden, he slammed his cock into me; I gripped the sheet tightly and let out a sound that I didn’t think I was capable of. I reached a climax with my legs trembling. Gael grunted, kissing me at every chance. Like a happy wolf, he let out a strange but happy sound before his body went limp next to me. I felt a surge of satisfaction rushes through my veins. It feels incredible. ***********

My eyes fluttered as I tried to adjust it to the light. My brain seems to have blanked out while I try to remember where I am. It’s still my room; something feels different, and there is a painful tingle between my thighs.

The memories from last night rushed back, and I couldn’t resist the urge to smile; my wolf also purred in delight. We had another go at it at midnight. Gael was unable to get his hands off me. I slept off like a baby after such rigorous activity. I rubbed at my face and sat up.

Looking around the room, I expected to see Gael’s clothes on the floor, but they weren’t there. He isn’t next to me, either. Getting off the bed, I checked the bathroom, but no one was there. My heart thumped fearfully.

As I had predicted, he must have returned to his senses and be proud of himself for fooling me. He finally got the exact reason he brought me to the pack house. All the happiness I was feeling went with the wind immediately. I sat on the edge of the bed, letting the pitiful tears flow. I knew this was going to happen, yet I went along with it shamelessly. It’s no wonder everyone does whatever they feel like to me. I am too stupid for my good.

What was I thinking in the first place, letting a drunk man into my room at such a late hour? It’s such a shame that Perry isn’t here; she would have slapped some sense into me, and, of course, whatever happened would have been avoided.

Even if he is the Alpha, I shouldn’t have allowed him to get to me quickly. I could have stood my ground and sent him away. But my lustful self couldn’t reason right. Why am I having regrets when I enjoy every moment of it? My conscious self tried to warn me, but I said I would face the consequences.

Wrapping my arms around myself, I sobbed quietly. Just then, my phone rang loudly. I stood up to check for the caller on the bed stand. It turned out to be one of my assistants. There is probably an emergency. I swallowed whatever pain I might be feeling. I should fulfill my obligations while my thoughts will come in later. I rushed off to the bathroom. The minute the cold water touched my skin, I burst out crying like somebody pierced me with a thousand needles.