The Alpha

Chapter 16: 15- Heat

His hands were all over my body, skimming every area he could, it was heavenly. Everything about it. I

wasn’t worried, I was accepting. He was at my entrance, and then I was ripped from my bliss.

I woke up.

I was stunned, I’ve have had a dream where I was that willing do to sexual acts. I wanted it to last

longer, shamefully, I’d admit that.

But when I woke up, my body was on fire. Not literally, but I was sweating. I felt so heated. A groan

escaped my lips at the sensation. Maybe I just need a shower?

I got up out of bed and went into the bathroom, locking the door and stripping before stepping into the

cold shower. The chilled water cascaded down my brown locks, onto my ugly back and down to the Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

drain. My body seemed to cool down for a little but soon flared up again.

I ended up just sitting down and letting the water wash over me. There was a deep ache, a pull in my

chest.

( ‘Violet, we need Derek…’ )

There was no way. No. I’ve endured pure pain for the past twelve years, a little temperature isn’t going

to make me go running to Derek, not after what he did.

I sat there for possibly hours, it was a long time. I finally got out- pruney and all, and got dressed in a

short-sleeved shirt and some shorts.

I don’t usually wear such revealing articles, but I was already sweating. I was quite thankful Mallory got

some shorts, short-sleeved shirts, and tank-tops.

A cook came up knocking on my door giving me a sandwich, before leaving. I groaned and slowly ate

it, only to be throwing it up shortly after.

( ‘We need Derek.’ )

'Little slut…'

( ‘Ignore that, get Derek!’ )

I groaned as I grabbed my head, the arguing was causing a headache. I laid on the ground to find

some sort of comfort, but none came. The spot between my neck and shoulder was aching and tears

started to form at the heat-filled pain coursing through my body.

I laid for hours, seeing the room dim with every passing minute. Nighttime falling, and it was funny, no

one came to the room, usually, people did.

( 'He's coming' )

...Huh?...

The door opened and I looked up to see Derek standing. He closed the door and neared me. My wolf

whined in my head and Derek’s eyes darkened when he took a whiff of the air.

Unwillingly, a groan left my lips and he crouched down to me.

( ‘Yes!’ )

...No! He slept with someone else!...

'Good, no one wants you…'

“Violet,” his voice was deep, lustful almost, “my Flower, listen to me, you’re in h-”

“Derek, please…” I didn’t know what I was pleading for, my mouth seemed to have a mind of its own.

His eyes darken and took a breath, scanning my body. I didn’t feel insecure, instead, I moved towards

him.

“Violet, you’re in heat,” he sternly told me.

Oh. I knew what that was, thanks to doctor Reseda. It was basically like a dog’s heat, but if you were

mated, you wanted his or hers touch. Part of me, a big, huge part didn’t care, it just wanted him.

His hands slipped under me, bliss spread where he touched me, and a small moan embarrassingly left

my lips. He stiffened slightly before placing me on the bed. He went to get up, but I quickly grabbed his

shirt and pulled him back down. Derek didn’t expect it and fell on top of my body. A groan left my lips at

the weight of his muscles crushing my skeletal body. But the heat subsided once his body met mine.

He went to push himself off of me but I let out a sound of protest. He closed his eyes for a second

before fixing his weight on his forearms beside my temples.

“Derek,” I pleaded, it sounded so desperate, I hated it. I moved my hands up to behind his neck and

slightly pushed him to my face, he didn’t budge.

“Violet, stop.” but I didn’t stop, I whimpered and tried to move my face to his, to cure the need to kiss

him, but he moved his head back.

“Flower, you don’t know what you’re insisting on.” He looked like he was trying to control himself, but I

didn’t care.

“Derek,” a small unwanted growl left my lips, what was that?

( ‘Violet, we need this.’ )

He looked slightly taken back by the growl but quickly regained his control.

“Derek, I want you!” it came out so sensually.

"Flower, I could have you under me in two minutes, trembling in absolute pleasure. You would be

screaming my name, not caring who hears. I would fuck you till you couldn't walk. Don't. Fucking.

Tempt. Me. Understand?" He growled out. He grasped my face with one of his hands, his breath

slightly fanning my face.

I was stuck in his trance. Meekly- I shook my head that I understood him. But I wanted to defy him.

"Words." His voice was low. I wanted him so badly. I needed him.

"Y-yes A-alpha." I whimpered.

He crashed his lips down on mine. A moan left my lips- my body instantly responding to him, and he

deepened the kiss at the sound. My hands went into his dark brown locks, tugging slightly.

My mouth parted, wanting more. He slipped his tongue in and roamed my mouth. I moaned and my

hands made fists at the pleasure coursing through me.

I moaned his name as he moved from my mouth to my neck, eagerly kissing my skin. It was so similar

to my dream that I wanted to pinch myself to make sure it wasn’t.

He kissed a spot between at the base of my neck where it met my shoulder and I moaned out loud, one

hand gripping his locks, the other, his shirt.

( ‘Let him mark us.’ )

...He said he didn’t want to…

( ‘Let him. Tell him.’ )

“Derek, please…” I arched a bit into him. “Mark me…” it slipped out, dripping in desperation and desire.

He shook his head but didn’t pull back. “Flower, that’s the heat talking, not you.”

I groaned and tightened my grip on his shirt, “Derek, Alpha, please… I want it, please…” my wolf

having such a huge impact on my words.

He let out a low groan and nuzzled deeper into my spot, I gasped in pleasure, but I wanted his mark. I

needed it. I felt his canines enlarge, poking my skin. I let out a loud moan at the sensation and arched

deeper into him.

“D-Derek…” I whispered.

He shushed me and pleasure rocketed through my body as he sank his canines into me.

“Derek…” I moaned, my eyes shut at the slight pain, my hands gripped him.

He pulled out and cleaned my spot, my eyes started to feel heavy.

“Flower…” he trailed when I finally fell under.