Chapter 393 – Destined Bond with My Forbidden Alpha Novel (Alpha Alexander & Selene)

Filed To Story: Destined Bond with My Forbidden Alpha Novel (Alpha Alexander & Selene)

Axel closed his eyes and held her tighter as she spoke.

“There once was a little girl. She came home from school to find that she was alone. So she cried out for her mother. But the little girl never saw her mother again, only the dress she wore, wet with the same red liquid that covered their kitchen floor.

“The man was there too. He took the little girl away from the kitchen and even further away. To a place she had never seen before, a place where people wore costumes all the time. Where the voice, face, and words they used were always hiding the monster that lived inside of them.”

Alice paused. She nuzzled into his hair, taking in his scent. The story was old, and she knew it well. But it still hurt.

“The little girl was scared, but the man told her she needed to be strong and brave. So, he taught her to be brave, to be strong. He taught her how to hide from the monsters by living in their shadows, listening to their secrets, finding the things that hurt them, and then using them as weapons to kill the monsters.

“She learned many things. She told him all the things she had learned. And then she forgot them. And the man told the girl she needed to be a monster.”

A tear fell from her eye.

“That was when she died. The little human girl, dead and gone, in her place a shiny and new monster following the orders of her master.”

Alice saw the flashes of the kitchen floor, the dark crimson liquid. The dress her mother had worn that day had been long, a bright blue with sunflower pattern. But the torn pieces of the fabric scattered across the tan-colored linoleum flooring were saturated in that deep red color.

“That man…” Axel said, trying to keep his voice even. “That was Holden?”

Alice nodded.

“How could he?” Axel growled. “How could he steal an innocent child!”

Axel squeezed her tighter. Alice kissed his hair and shushed him gently.

“I told you there were two factors that made it possible for me to become a werewolf,” Alice whispered. “The first was my age.”

Axel furrowed his brows.

“The second,” she said, “was my genetics.”

Axel pulled away from her slowly, forcing Alice to sit up and look at him. He kept his hands on her waist, unwilling to give up their physical connection.

“What do you mean?” Axel asked.

“My mother was human,” she said. “My father… is Holden.”

Axel stared at her in disbelief. Then, finally, he let out a gentle scoff.

“I guess that makes some sense… in a twisted way.”

Alice laughed.

“Is it funny?” he asked.

Alice smiled.

“As long as it makes you smile,” Axel replied, reaching up and cupping her cheek. She leaned into his hand.

After a moment, her smile fell, and her eyes lowered away from him.

“What’s wrong?” Axel asked.

“Winter prefers to have a hereditary line of succession,” Alice said.

He narrowed his eyes, trying to see where she was going with this, and then it struck him.

“It is a preference, not a requirement. And even if it were–”

“I cannot be your Luna,” Alice stated.

Axel growled.

“You know it’s true,” Alice said, looking into his eyes.

“You ARE my Luna,” he growled.

“Axel, the Goddess will not bless me as Luna. I won’t ever be able to be the Luna of Winter. And if we had children… my blood would weaken them.”

“Stop!” Axel growled.

Alice sighed.

“You know I’m right,” she whispered.

“Stop trying to leave me!” Axel shouted.

Axel looked up at her with glistening eyes and a pained expression.

Alice drew in a deep breath. Her eyes filled with tears. She licked her lips and leaned forward, kissing him gently.

When she pulled away, she placed her hands on either side of his face and held him so that he looked at her.

“I’m not,” she whispered. “I’m not leaving you.”

Tears fell from Axel’s eyes, he sniffled, and his jaw shook softly.

Alice shook her head.

“Never,” she whispered.

Axel pushed forward and kissed her with a fiery passion. Alice gave as much as she got. Their mouths opened to each other, their tongues tasting each other.

He moved from his knees onto his feet, careful not to pull away from her as he did so. He placed his hands at her ribs and lifted her off the chair, pressing her against his chest. She wrapped her legs around him.

Axel grabbed her shirt, pulling it up and over her head, tossing it to the ground without a care. Alice tugged at his shirt, and he removed it. Their skin burned against each other, their desire growing stronger and stronger with each passing moment, with each touch of their lips.

He carried her back to the bed, lowering her down until her back touched the blanket. He lightly sucked on her tongue and lip before pulling away to stand. Axel stared down at Alice.

Her naked breasts heaved as she panted for air. The blush in her cheeks sent a pulse of energy through his already fired-up excitement.

Both of them let their eyes roam over the other, etching the images to memory.

Axel unfastened his belt, and Alice was already pushing down her jeans. Axel let out a soft groan as his eyes fell on the crimson-colored lace that remained on her.

He made quick work of the rest of his clothing as he looked her over with hungry eyes. Alice bit her lower lip and traced small circles around her breast.

Axel could not hold back anymore, pressing his knee between her legs, spreading them. He reached down to her hips and slipped his fingers under the soft fabric of her panties. Slowly and carefully, he pulled it down.

Alice raised her hips toward him, allowing him easier access to remove the last touch of fabric between them.

Alice spread her legs further apart and raised her arms to him, beckoning him to her.

Axel grinned and shook his head. Then, he knelt before her, running his hands over her thighs, squeezing her muscles as he made his way up to his prize.

Alice let out a soft moan, encouraging his hands on their journey. Axel’s thumbs grazed her mound as he reached the top of her thighs. Alice gasped and arched her back at the gentle teasing.

Axel smiled and moved his hands to her hips, grabbing firmly. He pulled her down toward him. He leaned forward, licking his lips before using one of his hands to gently caress her outer folds. Alice hissed with pleasure at his touch and instinctively raised her hips toward him.

He gently ran his fingers back and forth, applying pressure as she reacted. Then, he waited until his fingers were slick with her juices.

He spread her lips and dipped his tongue into her opening.

Alice cried out at the sudden intense sensation. She rolled her hips and arched her back as Axel’s tongue dipped in and out. As he sucked against the small bud and sent waves of pleasure coursing over her body.

She reached her hand down into his hair, gripping it and pulling him tighter against her as she thrust herself against his mouth. Axel’s tongue continued to move in and out until Alice held him firmly against her as she screamed out her orgasm.

A burst of white-hot flared over her body as every nerve in her body tingled in delight.

Axel pulled away, wiping his mouth. He grinned as he watched her body writhe in pleasure.

He moved up onto the bed, lifted her leg onto his shoulder, and lined his erection up with her opening. Axel reached down and turned her chin, so she looked at him. Her eyes swam with desire and euphoria. But she saw him, and he saw her.

Axel moved his hips, dragging his tip along her wetness.

“I love you,” Alice whispered.

Axel smiled.

“I love you, too,” he said.

Axel plunged himself inside of her. Alice cried out as he filled her. His thickness stretched her walls around him. He took deep breaths as he held himself in place. Wanting to enjoy the feeling of her surrounding him, of filling her up, of being connected to each other.

After a moment, he saw the dazed look in her eyes, the way she let out soft pants, and her pink tongue moistened her lips. Everything about her aroused him even more. Axel slowly began to move. Each movement drew a quiet breath or moan from Alice, amplifying the pleasure he felt on his own.

With her leg over his shoulder, the position he held her in allowed him to enter her even deeper than he had before. She couldn’t move her hips to meet his thrusts. All she could do was grip tightly to the blankets below her, let out her moans and pants, and feel the pleasure deep into her bones as he increased his tempo.

Axel leaned forward, his thrusting becoming faster and more demanding. Alice cried out below him. He could feel her muscles surrounding him growing tighter as she approached another climax.

He pushed even harder, thrusting in and out with every pant and moan until she finally felt her muscles spasm around him as she gasped and screamed. Then, Axel could no longer hold back; he gave one final hard thrust, and his own orgasm took hold.

Axel released his hold on her leg as she felt him reach his climax. Alice rolled her head back and allowed the pleasure to pulsate over her body. Then, after a moment, Axel began to pull away.

But Alice wrapped her legs tightly around him, keeping him firmly inside of her.

“Where do you think you’re going?” she asked, her voice lowered through her soft pants.

Axel raised his brow.

“I thought you might need a rest,” he said.

“I told you,” she said, holding him with her legs. She began to roll her hips against him in a motion that started to draw soft pants from Axel as she felt him coming to life again. “I’m never leaving you.”

Axel chuckled. He closed his eyes and breathed heavily as she stirred his arousal, filling him with a renewed energy.

He opened his eyes and looked down at her. Then, her body still connected to him, she arched herself toward him, licking her lips as her hand massaged her breast.

Axel licked his lips, feeling the hunger in him grow.

“I’m never letting you,” he growled.

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