Fated to my Enemy by Diane Doherty

Chapter One Hundred Twenty–Seven

Alpha Blake

My knees buckled as Ryley pushed her teeth further into my neck. I stumbled into our room and quickly twisted my body so my back hit the bed, my feet still on the floor. I shivered and goosebumps covered my body. I groaned as Ryley pulled her teeth from my neck, running her soft tongue over her mark, sealing it.

“Couldn’t wait?” I chuckled. She sat up, looking down at her handy work. Her eyes met mine, she bit into her lower lip before shaking her head.

She grabbed hold of my shirt before ripping it open. Buttons went flying but it didn’t slow her down. She ran her hands over my chest sending a shockwave through my body. I bucked my hips knowing damn well she could feel my painfully hard cock through my jeans. She let out a moan, digging her nails into my flesh.

“F*ck, Baby,” I breathed out, enjoying the pain with the pleasure.

Ryley pulled her blouse over her head, throwing it somewhere in the room. Then she reached behind her back, unclipping her bra and tossing it aside as well. She leaned down, her tongue darted out as she ran it up my chest. With her bare breast pushed against my chest her nipples pebbled against me. She didn’t give me time to think as she crushed her lips to mine before grinding into me.

Moans and groans filled the room as I fumbled with removing my shirt, never letting my lips leave hers. Everywhere her skin touched mine the tingles lingered. Our bond was a blaze with just her mark on my neck. Once my shirt was off, I flipped us.

“Blake,” Ryley squealed. I chuckled as I kissed down her jaw, my hand squeezing her breast as I ran my thumb over her pink nipple. Her

Nipping and marking her milky flesh with my marks. She was

my knees, shuffling off the bed to rid myself of my jeans and boxers. Ryley quickly removed her leggings and panties. She laid back down, watching me as I finished undressing. She licked her lips and pushed her breasts together as

as she came over to the edge of the bed where I was standing. Her lips trailed up my chest over her new mark on my neck. I shivered as

kiss. It was soft and sensual. I wanted her to feel how much I love her, not how badly I wanted to f*ck her. This was different. This was us finally becoming one. My second chance.

around my thighs pulling me down against her dripping

rubbing the head of my cock between her folds, coating myself in her wetness. She gasped, throwing her head back into the pillow as she dug her nails into my arms. Moving to

I stilled. My breathing was heavy as I resisted the urge to release. Everywhere our skin touched, tingles engulfed my

her. I wanted this moment to last. Our hips moved together, chasing the feel of each other as our pleasure

Her eyes were hooded as she moaned, her nails digging into my hands as I

kissed down her neck, sucking on the spot that

screamed as I sunk my teeth into her milky flesh. The coppery taste hit my tongue as Ryley’s walls held my cock in a vise grip. I groaned and grunted as I forced myself deeper before releasing. My release was

mine, the connection I felt now hitting me full

her go. To let the other people of the world see her. She was mine. With my mark on her neck, the ring on her finger, and my pup growing inside her, still wasn’t enough to cage the beast inside me. I’d burn this

head on my

are you feeling?” I asked her, running my hands up