Chapter 14: Passionate Night

ELAINE

Connor’s grip on my hand tightened as we made our way to our bedroom.

I wasn’t sure why he’d pulled me off the stage with such urgency, but I wanted to know why everyone had kept their heads down.

“Connor,” I said, but he didn’t even glance my way. I felt a surge of frustration. “Connor, you’re hurting me!”

“Don’t you dare look at another man!” My eyes widened as my back hit a wall.

What was going on? Why was he so angry?

“You hear me? Don’t you dare ~look~ at another man,” Connor growled, his teeth bared in my face.

His long black nails dug into my jaw so tightly I could feel them piercing my skin. I was cornered, with no way to escape or push him away.

“Are you hearing yourself?” I snapped. “Get your fucking hands off me!”

Ashina stepped forward, locking eyes with Khan. My defiance was clearly getting under his skin, and he could see I had no intention of backing down.

“I’m not yours,” I growled right back at him.

“Yes, you are. Since I marked you”—Connor pressed against me—“you’re mine now!”

I pushed him away and walked into the bedroom. Connor followed, his long strides quickly catching up to me and spinning me around to face him.

I gasped as he wrapped his arms around my waist and licked the mating mark.

“You’re mine,” Connor said, panting. “You…you are ~mine~.”

I moaned as he licked the mark again. A shiver ran down my body, all the way to my core, numbing my senses.

Regaining my composure, I pushed myself up.

“You’re jealous of your brother?” I asked, realizing this was all about Sorin. “He is your brother!”

“But he is the man you desire!” Connor shot back.

I looked away. After a long, uncomfortable silence, I responded.

“Yes, he is,” I admitted. “I’ve always wanted Sorin to be my mate.”

Connor let out a fierce growl and grabbed me by the neck. I coughed as his grip tightened.

“Connor!” I choked out.

“I marked you, so forget about him!” Connor snarled. His eyes were completely black, with no trace of Connor left. All I could feel was his wolf.

“If I smell him on you, I will kill him right in front of you.”

I’d had enough of his ridiculous jealousy. Feeling my anger rise, I growled and shifted before him. Connor looked shocked as I pushed him down.

~“You don’t own us,”~ Ashina said through the link. ~“This is just a farce, or have you forgotten you agreed to this?”~

Connor’s eyes abruptly returned to their normal color, and I saw a flicker of hurt cross his face. I studied him, trying to understand why he was acting this way. This was all pretend, not real.

I growled a warning and stepped back.

~“I’m not your plaything, nor your mate. Remember, this is a deal. We compromise until we find a solution to this problem.”~

I shifted back and walked to the bed, feeling drained from the night’s events. I sat down, grabbed the bedsheet, and covered myself.

Connor was still on the floor, his gaze fixed on the ceiling as he huffed.

“I’m tired. Let’s go to bed.” I crawled to my side of the bed. Connor sat up but didn’t say a word. He looked ashamed, even hurt.

He stood, undressed, and turned off the light. I shook my head and turned on the TV. I needed a distraction tonight.

Glancing to the side, I saw Connor facing the other way, but I could tell he was still awake.

Slowly, I felt his emotions seeping through the bond. It wasn’t strong, but it was there.

As one, we could feel and sense what the other could, but unless we truly accepted the bond, we wouldn’t be able to feel what the other truly felt in their heart.

I closed my eyes and listened to the movie in silence. This was all so uncomfortable, but we didn’t have a choice.

***

Some time must have passed, because a new movie was starting. I stretched out and hugged the extra pillow next to me.

“Did I wake you up?” Connor mumbled from his side of the bed, making me glare at him.

“You’re awake?” I yawned. “It’s like two in the morning.”

“I can’t sleep. I need food,” Connor grumbled.

I rolled my eyes and sighed.

“You can call a maid,” I suggested. “They can bring you something.”

Connor stayed quiet, like something was on his mind. I sat up, facing him.

“What?” Connor asked, his eyes on the movie.

“Why was everyone so nervous during the ceremony?” I asked, voicing my curiosity. Connor blinked before shifting to look at me.

“Let’s just say I ordered everyone to keep their heads down while I mated with ~my~ queen,” Connor said with a smile.

I blushed, unsure if it was because of the mating bond or because he’d called me ~his~ queen.

“I knew you didn’t want this, so I made everyone look away until we completed the bond. No one needed to see my queen’s face while we fucked.”

I swallowed hard as his words made my core throb. Why was he affecting me so much?

“I see,” I whispered, feeling embarrassed. Connor hummed in response as I laid back down on my side.

“Did you not like it?” Connor suddenly asked. I sat up, shocked by his abrupt question.

“Excuse me?” I stammered, feeling my face heat up. “Why would you ask that?”

“It was your first time, right?” Connor said, meeting my gaze. I blushed even harder and threw the pillow I was holding at him.

How dare he say that out loud?

I started to get out of bed, but an arm wrapped around my waist, stopping me.

“Stay,” Connor murmured into my neck. My heart pounded like a drum in my chest, his warm breath tickling my skin, sending shivers down my spine.

“Connor, let go, please,” I managed to say.

“I know we shouldn’t be doing this, but I can’t help it, Elaine. I want to fuck you again.”

His rough voice made me shut my eyes. “We didn’t agree to this, but damn, you felt so good when I was inside you. I can’t ignore this desire.”

I squeezed my legs together, feeling hot and flustered. Every part of me screamed for Connor’s touch again.

He buried his face in the crook of my neck, inhaling my scent, driving me wild.

I wet my lips.

“Say yes, Elaine,” Connor commanded, his hand sliding down my body. I wanted him just as much, but this wasn’t part of our agreement. “I can smell your desire. You want me too.”

I glanced over my shoulder, meeting his lust-filled gaze. Leaning in, I moaned against his lips as he kissed me with a desperate hunger.

“Come here,” Connor said, pulling me closer. I straddled him, feeling his arousal beneath me.

“Ahhh,” I moaned as his lips trailed down my neck, sucking on the mark he’d left.

With a swift movement, Connor yanked the sheet away, his rough hand tracing a path down my body. My body jolted as his hand moved lower and his lips found my nipple. “Damn.”

We were both consumed by desire.

“God, you smell so good,” Connor growled, his tongue tracing a path down my stomach.

I lay back as he took my hand, holding it firmly so I couldn’t move.

He spread my legs, reaching for my throbbing core. Connor looked up, locking eyes with me.

I bit my lip as he slowly lowered his face to my wet folds, waiting impatiently for his touch.

Our eyes stayed locked until he tasted me. I dug my nails into his hair as he devoured me, making me feel like the queen I was born to be. Whimpers escaped my lips as he continued to suck and lick.

“Connor!” I cried out as my legs shook from the intense pleasure. “Wait!”

I tugged on Connor’s hair, earning a satisfied growl. I needed him to stop, but his hand caught my wrist, pulling it above my head.

“Someone needs to learn to keep her hands to herself,” Connor said, straddling me. My breasts pressed against his chest, his warm body driving me wild.

“How about you let me take care of this? Just enjoy the pleasure?”

“What?” I gasped, confused. Connor grinned at me and opened his drawer. I frowned in confusion as he pulled out a handkerchief.

“Just enjoy this, Elaine. I’ll make you feel good.” His words made me surrender, wrapping my legs around his waist. I shamelessly pulled him closer.

In one swift move, Connor tied my wrists and secured them to the bedpost. I glanced up to see how tightly they were tied, realizing I couldn’t free myself unless I pulled really hard.

A slick touch made me jerk forward, Connor’s lips sucking on my sensitive skin.

I tried to move my hands, but I was weak from his touch. My moans filled the room as I found release again and again.

Connor smirked in satisfaction, licking his lips.

“I can’t wait anymore,” Connor whispered, his face close to mine.

With a primal growl, he thrust into me, making my body jerk forward. My back arched as he lifted my legs, positioning them so he could go deeper.

“Oh, God,” I cried out. His thrusts were fast, hard, dominant, making me squirm beneath him.

The bed creaked with each thrust until I felt the familiar pressure building again. Connor grunted loudly as I felt him swell inside me, filling me completely.

I could feel his cock throbbing inside me, ready to release.

“Fuck!” Connor grunted, pulling out, leaving my body trembling.

Breathless, he gripped my waist, flipping me over. Wide-eyed, I looked over my shoulder.

“Yes.” Connor slapped my ass and thrust hard. I tugged on the handkerchief that restrained me.

With slurred words and fast thrusts, we both climaxed together.

“God, Elaine,” Connor said breathlessly, kissing my lower back. Shivers ran down my spine, his touch reigniting my desire. “Are you okay?”

I nodded, too exhausted to speak. He untied me, and I collapsed face down, taking deep breaths.

The one good thing about being wolves was that we couldn’t get pregnant unless it was mating season. So I didn’t need to worry about that right now.

I lazily opened my eyes, turning over and pulling the sheets over my body, hiding myself from him.

“Elaine, are you okay?” Connor asked, concern in his voice. I could feel his worry through our bond.

“Yes,” I lied, pushing away the hand that reached for my waist. I didn’t want him to touch me right now.

A dull ache settled in my chest, and I blinked back tears that threatened to spill. We hadn’t agreed to this, so why did I feel so upset?

I tried to forget what had happened as silent tears rolled down my cheeks, my mind desperately trying to make sense of what I was feeling.