Chapter 65
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Ryley
I awoke with a start, sitting up in an unfamiliar bed. My mind was racing trying to remember how I ended up here. I let out a scream when the bed moved beside me.
“Ryley, what’s wrong?” Blake exclaimed, grabbing my arm before he sat up.
“Blake, what the hell?” I panted, pushing against his naked chest. He fell back with a chuckle as I grabbed my chest.
Once my breathing had calmed, I looked down to find myself wearing. one of his shirts. I grumbled, looking over my shoulder to see him watching me with a smirk on his face. He patted his chest.
“Blake, I,” I stammered, feeling nervous.
“Lay down. You can tell me everything or nothing. It’s your choice.” He patted his chest again. I sighed before lying back down. Blake pulled me close as I rested my cheek on his chest. His chest hair was soft as I ran my fingertips through it. Blake kissed the top of my head and I smiled. This was how I wanted to wake up every morning. Maybe not the panic scream but next to him.
“How are you feeling?” He mumbled.
“I’m okay. Still tired.” I shrugged.
“It’s still early, you can get some more sleep before breakfast.” He said, ‘ pulling the blanket up over my shoulders.
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“Blake, did you change me?” I asked him, thankful I couldn’t see his face.
“Yes. I didn’t look, not that it matters. I saw everything after you shifted yesterday.” He chuckled.
My cheeks heated. I forgot I was naked in front of not only Blake but a lot of people.
“F*ck,” I grumbled.
“That’s what I said,” he teased.
“Never seen a naked woman before?” I retorted with a huff. I let out a squeal when Blake rolled on top of me, pinning me to the bed with his body. He used his knee to open my legs before settling himself against
my core.
“Blake,” I panted.
“You are the only woman I want to see naked.” He purred, looking down at me. I watched his lips and he watched mine. I’ve never seen this side of Blake before. He was being so forward. It was scary and exciting.
I closed my eyes as Blake lowered his lips to mine. The kiss was gentle, his lips soft against mine. My core heated as he deepened the kiss, licking my bottom lip. I moaned softly as he slid his tongue between my parted lips. My tongue met his and my toes curled. It’s been so long since I felt this way. To feel another’s skin on my body. And to have lips against mine.
Blake rolled his hips, and I knew he could feel my wetness against the fabric of his boxers. I gasped as his hardened length, slid between my folds, pushing against my swollen c*it.
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“F*ck, baby,” Blake groaned, kissing my jaw and down my neck. My body was on fire from his touch as he kissed and nipped at my neck, grinding his c*ck into my soaking lower lips. His boxers did nothing to contain the heat of his c*ck. And the anticipation was becoming too much for me to handle.
The sex haze lifted when Blake ran one of his hands up my bare thigh, getting dangerously close to my core.
“Blake,” my nails digging into his shoulders.
“You like that, baby,” he mumbled against my neck. He lifted his hips so his fingertips could brush against my lips.
“Blake, I need you to stop,” my voice panicked, coming out louder than Vexpected.
“What’s wrong?” He shot up, hovering above me. I could see the worry in his eyes and guilt twisted my stomach painfully.
“If I did something wrong, you have to tell me.”
“Blake, I need to tell you something,” I whispered. He rolled off of me and pulled me against his side again. His breathing was harsh and his heart was racing as I laid my head on his chest again.
“I’ve only been with one person, one time.” I rushed out, glad I didn’t have to look at him. I shouldn’t be embarrassed but I was. I had sex
with Dorian one time and conceived Channing. I haven’t been with anyone since. I always had so much to worry about to think about a relationship. I was broken and I didn’t want to bring anyone into my
mess.
“Ryley, look at me,” Blake’s voice was soft. I took a deep breath before sitting up on my elbow to look at him.
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“Is this moving too fast? Am I moving too fast for you?” He asked, caressing my check.
“It’s just so much has changed over the last few weeks. And I don’t know what I’m doing when it comes to you and me. Us? The last us,
I
had didn’t work out so well and I’m scared. I know you said you are here, but you don’t know my story. And as alpha, you are bound by the laws of the council. Are you sure this is what you want?” I said.
“Yes,” he said quickly and without any doubt. It warmed my heart to hear that answer but I can’t move forward with him until he knows everything. It wouldn’t be fair to him. He needs to know everything he is getting himself, Aspen, and his pack into.
“Let me explain everything and then you can decide.” I sat up and crossed my legs beside him, facing him. There was so much I needed to explain but I didn’t know where to start.
“I suspect the attack happened because I told my father I was going legit when I became Luna. It was the night before the attack and Dorian’s father was staying at the pack house, visiting my father. He wasn’t in the room but I suspect someone told him. Dorian and I had a plan. We were going to be together and merge both packs. I didn’t care if he wasn’t my fated mate, I loved him. I was willing to give him anything and everything and he betrayed me. His pack killed my parents, while my father ordered his beta to take me and run.” I stopped to close my eyes and wipe away some tears. Blake rolled onto his side and was propped up on his elbow. His hand gently rubbed my leg.
“I know you have a past with Alpha Dorian. But that doesn’t change the way I feel about you or the idea of us. I hesitated before not because of my feelings for you but because I was worried about Aspen getting hurt. I know you would never hurt him. I see the love you have for my son, and it makes me love you more.” He confessed.
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