The Mate He Hates

Alpha Edward’s POV

I watched her gulp at my words as we held each other’s gaze. I thought she would hesitate as usual, but surprisingly, she didn’t; instead, she went for the zipper of her dress, zipped it down, and took it off, leaving her in her underwear. Without wasting another moment, she took off her underwear and stood naked before me.

My eyes surveyed her naked form, and the thing between my thighs jerked in anticipation. Taking a deep breath, I sipped my drink and continued staring at her naked form while I recalled what had happened a moment ago. Seeing her with Levi got me so jealous that no matter how hard I tried to ignore it, I couldn’t. So many silly thoughts were going through my head; I imagined them together, and the thought brought an uncomfortable feeling to my chest-a sense of possessiveness and protectiveness.

“Crawl on your knees to me,” I demanded, and I saw her go down on her knees with no hesitation, which was new. With raised brows, I watched her obediently crawl to me and stop when she reached where I stood.

Slowly, she lifted her eyes and looked at me, allowing me to look into her beautiful eyes. As I stared at her, I realized I was so mesmerized by her eyes that I had to groan and look away.

“Unzip my pants,” I instructed. As if she already knew that was my next word, she quickly went for the zip of my pants, unzipped it, and waited for the next instruction. I looked down at her, wondering why she was acting so obedient. There was something strange about her obedient attitude, and I was a bit uncomfortable with it.

I looked at her, and she looked back at me. “Take it out,” I demanded, and obediently, she went for my dick and took it out of my pants. I watched her swallow uneasily when my dick was displayed to her. “Suck,” I ordered.

She obediently wrapped her hand around my dick, got closer to me, and then swallowed my dick into her mouth. A groan of satisfaction escaped my mouth at the wetness of her mouth. Slowly, she began to suck my dick while her hand stroked it. A moan of satisfaction left my lips, and I took hold of her hair while urging her to go faster.

She increased her pace, but I groaned and began fucking her mouth while choking her with my length. My hardness grew, and I increased my pace while grunting and gritting my teeth in an attempt to stop myself from moaning. Realizing I was about to cum, I pulled out of her and groaned.

“Go lay on the bed,” I told her, and she looked up at me, confused. “The bed?” she asked, and I grunted.

Impatiently, I lifted her from the floor and threw her onto the bed. Our gazes interlocked as I took off my shirt and pants, leaving me naked. Getting on the bed, I lowered myself above her and stared into her eyes. She looked a bit scared, but not as scared as I expected. Moving my gaze away, I settled them on her lips and saw her nervously lick them. “Damn it!” I groaned and sealed her lips with mine. Willingly, she opened her lips for me to slide my tongue in. We kissed deeply, and I couldn’t stop myself from moaning between the kisses. I savored every part of her lips, wanting more of it. Realizing she was out of breath, I broke the kiss and stared into her eyes. Damn, she has the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen on anyone. I became so mesmerized by her eyes that I found myself staring at her for a long time, but when I realized myself, I groaned and looked away.

I didn’t bother to go any further, but rather got down from her and sat on the bed. “Dress and leave,” I said, my back against her. She left the bed, picked up her things, put them on, and without saying a word to me, she left.

I ran a hand through my hair and grunted. I couldn’t wrap my head around what was happening to me-the strange feeling and the sudden rush of emotion. This was a girl I was supposed to hate, a girl I was supposed to torture, but here I was, having the urge to kiss her. My sex with her was supposed to be nothing but torture, but what I was doing with her a moment ago was far from anything called torture; I was passionately kissing her and even moaning about it.

“Damn it,” I sighed and got up. I picked up my clothes and got dressed before leaving the room.

Taking the stairs to the sitting room, I met Levi having a drink, and I frowned while making my way to him. “Levi, we have to talk,” I demanded as I sat across from him. “What is it, cousin?” he asked, his annoying smile plastered on his face. I hated the mere sight of him and was trying to hold back my rage.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

“What do you want from Amanda?” I asked, and he chuckled. “I’m not joking, Levi.”

“No one said you were,” he responded with another chuckle, and I got up, moved over to him, and pulled him up on his feet. Our eyes met, and I saw him staring back at me with a victorious grin.

“Stay away from her!” I demanded, and he chuckled loudly, causing my blood to boil. “What, cousin? Why are you so bothered about a condemned prisoner?” he questioned, and I gnashed my teeth while holding my emotions from exploding. “Or…” he raised a brow at me. “Are you scared that I will take your little plaything away from you, just like I took Veronica away?”

“Damn you!” I yelled and punched him right in the face.