The Alpha’s Exclusive Stripper by Selena Madrid
Chapter 92 (Trevor)
I WAS watching her all night. That’s why I knew that exact moment when things had started to change. I heard it. Her c*hest was pounding. Her wolf was restless. And her face was flushed. I could smell it in the air. How the thick scent of her arousal was slowly spreading around the function room where I brought her and the guests after the fireworks display.
Priscilla was in a rut.
Luckily, only I could smell it. Zane and Zephyr had already left.
Our gazes locked.
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I saw the anxiety in her eyes. I saw her quiet plea.
She was sweating h*ard as she excused herself. She quickly stepped out of the room.
I dropped down the wine glass on the table and was about to follow her when Spencer blocked my path. My expression darkened. I could still hear Priscilla’s
wolf whimpering, calling for me so desperately.
She needed me.
“Get out of my way, Spencer. You’ve blocked me once. Do it again and I will bury you alive.
“You can’t do that. You are still in the vampires’ domain.”
“Then I will drag you to my domain and kill you there. I can do it right now. So don’t tempt me.”
All of a sudden, my pack had become quiet. They were still holding their plates and enjoying their meat when they all stared at me. Tension sizzled in the air.
Dean linked with me. ‘Your majesty, please calm down and try to be nicer. I heard that Spencer is close with the princess.’ ‘So what? I am close with her, too. Hell, we are more than close. She is my woman, my mate, and my queen.’ ‘I thought if His Majesty falls in love, he could have a little empathy,’ Declan said through the link.
‘This is him having empathy, Declan. If he didn’t have one, do you think Spencer would still be standing in front of him now? Believe it or not, this is him already being… kind.’
I ignored them but Dean was persistent.
‘The point is… if you keep threatening those who are important to her, what do you think will happen?’ he asked.
I frowned. ‘They will die. That’s for sure.’
Before Dean could react, I cut the link and stared at the c*ock blocker in front of me. I took a rough breath, tried fixing my expression, and in a calmer voice, I said, “Your princess needs me right now, Spencer. I will really appreciate it if you will step the f*uck away so both of us could avoid bloodshed on this very special day.”
My pack g*roaned with frustration but it was the best I could do.
“If only you weren’t looking at the princess the entire time-’’
“I can’t help it if she is the only one that I want to look at, Spencer. If you wanted me to look at you, you should have put on a costume or something. Besides, I didn’t even try holding her while she was partying with the guests. And now are you saying that I can’t look at her, too?”
I clenched my h*ands when the sound her wolf was making grew louder in my ears.
“I’m saying that you could have noticed His Majesty’s messages if you were not too absorbed with her. Your phone is there for a reason, Trevor. Use it.”
“I didn’t bring my phone with me here.”
I didn’t even think they would stay longer. I thought I could have her the entire night. Why weren’t they leaving anyway? They should give the birthday celebrant a goddamn break.
“Well, His Majesty has been requesting for files regarding the late queen’s location when she gave birth. He wanted to know how you found out everything when all the agents he sent had failed-’’
“Seven minutes. Please tell him that I would report to him in seven minutes,” I replied in a hurry before I walked past him.
I could either ignore or threaten everyone.
But not the first man in Priscilla’s life.
Her father.
I saw my woman entering the elevator. Before it closed, I was already there with her.
“Trev…” she whispered helplessly.
I could see the tips of her b*reasts h*ardening and poking through her dress.
“It’s alright, love. I got you.”
I glanced at my wristwatch. We didn’t have time. Her father was waiting.
I stopped the elevator with a spell and slammed my m*outh into hers.
(Priscilla)
TREVOR stood so close behind me that I could feel his shaft, hot, h*ard, and rubbing against me. His m*outh demanded entrance and I gave it to him. I parted my l*ips and let his t*ongue in. Our tongues collided.
Heat exploded in my c*ore. The last time I was in a rut was when I was with Trevor in his mansion. He made me pull up my dress and gather the hem around my waist before his h*and slid inside my p*anties. He let out a g*roan when he felt how wet and ready I was for him.
“I’ve wanted to grab you and eat you up since I saw you in this t*ight dress,” he whispered. He t*hrust two f*ingers inside me and my knees weakened.
His other h*and supported me by the waist as he curled his f*ingers inside me. I struggled to stop myself from m*oaning. I heard him unbuckle his belt and unzipped his p*ants.
“Trev…”
“I’m right here, love.”
He bit me on the shoulder before he withdrew his f*ingers and replaced them with his shaft. He t*hrust inside me and my world started spinning as we became one again. I leaned my back on his c*hest while his h*and was working on my c*lit.
I was close.
And he could feel it, too.
I t*ightened around him and he growled as he rammed himself deeper, bringing me into my c*limax. He pulled out a few minutes later and came on my t*high.
None of us moved for a while. We were both p*anting and he was still embracing me from behind.
“I really hate your father right now,” he whispered as he finally released me. He helped me fix my p*anties and my dress.
“Why?”
“I have a meeting with him. Wait for me, love.” He told me our room number. “I will escape from your wicked father’s clutches and will be in bed with you very soon.”
Despite the heat I was still feeling, I managed to laugh.
“Don’t sleep, alright?”
I nodded. Even if he didn’t say it, I would still wait. My b*ody couldn’t be satisfied with just that. I needed more. I craved for more. “Hurry please.”
“I will.” He hungrily k*issed me before squeezing my n*ipples through my dress, making me cry out from both pain and p*leasure. “See you later, love.”
He snapped and the elevator started working again.
I looked behind me and he was already gone.
I went to our room and took a shower, desperately trying to wash off the heat or else, I would go crazy. But it didn’t go away. By the time I stepped out of the bathroom, I was feverish.
I tossed my robe and laid on the bed.
I closed my eyes and ran my h*ands all over my b*ody, imagining that it was Trevor t*ouching me. I tugged my n*ipple while my other h*and went between my l*egs but I couldn’t reach that spot the way he did.
With him, I felt stretched and full.
“Trevor…”
“I did tell you to wait for me but I didn’t tell you to play with yourself, did I?”
My breathing had become shallow when I heard that familiar voice.
I opened my eyes and caught Trevor leaning against the wall. I shivered. He wasn’t t*ouching me yet but the way he watched me, it was as if he was marking me already.
His eyes lingered between my l*egs. In a blink of an eye, he was already standing on the edge of the bed. He grabbed my ankles and pulled me on the edge, my t*highs hanging in the air.
Before I knew it, he was on his knees.
He bit my h*and and pulled out my f*ingers. He l*icked them clean one by one.
“This is the first and last time you will do this, love. In case I didn’t make it clear in the past, the only thing that could enter this…” He shoved his f*ingers inside me.
“Are my f*ingers, my t*ongue, and my c*ock. Other f*ingers, even if they are yours, will not be forgiven next time. Do you understand, love?”
“Y-yes.”
Right now, I would say yes to whatever he would ask me just to feel him inside me again.
“Tell me, love,” he said as he continued t*hrusting his f*ingers. “Did anyone t*ouch this part of you for the past three months?”
I shook my head. “No.”
“Good. This belongs to me. You belong to me.”
When I nodded, his eyes shone.
“Now let me have a taste. I’ve been craving this for a while now.” He pulled out his f*ingers and put my t*highs over his shoulders. “It’s not fair that only the past me remembers. I will memorize this part of you again and I will engrave it in my system this time.”
My b*reasts were aching. My c*ore was throbbing. But in the middle of all that, I was still able to detect something in Trevor’s voice. “You sound jealous of your past self.”
He frowned. “He knows what you taste like. I don’t.”
And then he buried his face between my l*egs, making me unable to form a proper response in my head. He s*ucked on my c*lit, sending lightning bolts throughout my b*ody.
When he pushed his t*ongue in, my h*ands clawed at his shoulders and I came crying his name.
But he didn’t stop even if my b*ody convulsed. He kept k*issing and s*ucking me there as if he was relearning my b*ody and the p*leasures he could give me.
“You taste so good, love,” he hummed, the vibrations nearly made me lose myself again.
He l*icked me clean and bit my t*high like he was marking me with his teeth before he wrapped my t*highs around his waist and palmed my b*reasts as he entered me over and over.
It was almost twelve midnight when he released me after I told him that I was thirsty. He left my side and when he came back, he was already holding a glass of cold water while still watching me like a predator who was waiting for the right time to attack.
“Why are you looking at me like that? It’s late, Trev. Shouldn’t we be… sleeping?” I asked in a hoarse voice.
He took the glass from me after I was done drinking. And then he pushed me on the bed.
When he saw my expression, his teeth scraped over my bottom l*ip. He was grinning when he said, “It’s adorable how you think you’re getting any sleep tonight.”