Page 118 of Alpha Ruined
“I missed this,” she chokes out. “I missed you,Alpha.”
He growls into her chest when her release washes over her. Her cunt walls squeeze him mercilessly as she soaks his cock, slick dripping out of her and staining his pants.
He releases her nipple with apopand pushes his tongue into her mouth, swallowing her cries as he jerks under her.With a low moan, his cock inflates, and his scent deepens as he comes, pumping his seed into her womb.
It’s different than last time. This time, Bree knows exactly who Cole is, and she’s choosing all of him.
She continues to ride him until his knot is so inflated that she can’t move. With a sigh, she collapses against him, leaning her head against his shoulder.
“I love you,” he whispers, wrapping his arms around her. He rocks them gently, his cock still twitching as she nuzzles in his hold.
They bask in the afterglow, her wrapped in his strong arms as he stays locked inside of her.
It isn’t until hours later that he slips out of her and presses a kiss against her forehead.
“I’m going to clean you up thoroughly,” he murmurs as she stifles a yawn. “Then there’s someone I want you to meet.”
There’sa customized office just for her.
Her jaw drops. It’s her dream office, welcoming and sparking her creative energy.
Floor to ceiling bookshelves surround her, with a rolling ladder attached to it. An antique desk made of dark mahogany sits against the wall without shelves, and her pen set is on top waiting for her.
Someone else is also waiting on the desk, resting on a white, fluffy blanket.
With a massive yawn, Ellie the kitten perks her orange and white head up and meows happily at Bree.
“Oh,” she breathes, as the feline stands up and arches its back, demonstrating a massive stretch.
It’s obvious the kitten has been inverycaring hands.
Without waiting for Cole, Bree strides over to Ellie and scoops her up.
“Hi,” she croons, smiling widely at the feline. She’s grown so much in just two weeks that Bree can hardly believe it’s the same scrawny cat she met two weeks ago.
She glances at Cole, who stands in the doorway watching her with a wistful look on his face. “She’s healthy,” he says. “She’s had all her shots and is about six weeks old.”
She shakes her head in disbelief, and he raises an eyebrow at her.
“I just never expected you to have such a big heart. You’re a walking dichotomy.”
He puts a hand to his chest in mock appreciation. “I’m flattered. Believe it or not, I’m not always a monster.”
“I’m learning that now,” she says softly, as Ellie nips at her fingers with tiny fangs.
She’s starting to believe that the good outweighs the bad in him.
Two weeks ago, she wasn’t sure if it was possible.
But as he comes up to her and takes Ellie from her arms, his eyes soft with adoration, she knows it’s true.
Cole may be monstrous, but he’shermonster.
Her mate.
And she’ll never be alone again.
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