Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 68 : Could it Last Forever

“You're sure this is the right spot?" Jared asked, putting a hand on my shoulder.

I nodded and glanced around again. It wasn't exactly like my vision, but I was certain this was the place. The only problem was, there was this giant rockslide in our way. We'd have to clear it away.

Silently, I thanked the Moon Goddess and White Queen for leaving those three pavers untouched. Without them, I wouldn't have recognized the location.

“It's getting late. Why don't we camp here for the night?" Abe suggested. He sighed and dropped his pack from his shoulder, stretching until his spine popped.

“Good idea. It's too late to clear these rocks away, and I don't see another path around," Jared agreed.

It didn't take all that long to set up camp.

My hand wasn't swollen or aching anymore. I set up the tents while Jared brought water from a nearby stream and Abe got the fire started.

By the time the fire was roaring and crackling, spitting sparks into the air, the sun had sunk below the horizon. Fireflies glowed around the camp, mimicking the sparks from the fire. We'd gotten pretty good at setting up camp quickly, just the three of us.

Despite the seriousness of our trip, I was almost enjoying the peaceful, simple nights spent under the stars.

“I'm going to keep a lookout for the night," Abe announced.

He ducked into his tent and closed the flap. I heard him shuffling his clothes around. He was probably going to shift so he could rely on stronger vision and sense of smell while he took sentry duty.

“If you get tired, wake me up and I'll relieve you," Jared offered.

Abe grunted from inside his tent. The side poked out suddenly, like his elbow hit the fabric.

I covered my mouth, muffling my giggle in my palm. Jared glanced sideways at me and shook his head.

“I'm probably not going to be up all night. I just want to make sure that no one is following us. And if they are, I want to get a good bead on their scent."

“Why would anyone be following us?" I asked, looking to Jared again.

“Someone messed with our packs today. But that doesn't mean we are being followed." He shrugged and one corner of his mouth turned down in a frown.

“Better safe than sorry," Abe said.

His tent trembled and I heard him shift. A big, black, wet nose poked the tent flap open. Abe's wolf appeared. He shook himself from head to toe, his sleek, glossy fur shimmering in the firelight.

He snorted out a cloud of breath and headed up the pile of rocks, nails clicking and scraping as he went.

“I should take a look at your hand and put a fresh bandage on it," Jared said as soon as we were alone.

He grabbed my wrist loosely and led me closer to the fire. I sat down on a folding camping chair and Jared knelt down in front of me.

“It is feeling a lot better."

“You're healing fast, which is comforting. At least there wasn't some kind of poison or magic that would prevent you from healing." Jared carefully unwrapped the bandage.

“The swelling has gone down, and I can use it without feeling pain."

“That's all very good, Eliza. But we still don't know what the Cryptex did to you." Jared glanced up at me and grinned.

He tossed the soiled bandage aside and gently probed at my hand. His touch was so light and tender, sending warm tingles up my arm.

I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from squirming. His touch had me going crazy, especially since the other night. I couldn't get enough of him, like a drug addict.

My palm was still a little red but the wound was almost entirely healed. The stitches had fallen out on their own once it had healed enough. The cuts the Cryptex had made were jagged, white scars.

“Hmm...."

“What? Is that a good 'hmm' or a bad 'hmm?'" I asked, my stomach gurgling uncomfortably.

“These scars… I've never seen anything like them."

“It feels fine. I mean, it isn't tight or uncomfortable at all." I shrugged.

“We'll need to keep an eye on them, just in case." He lifted my hand and pressed his lips to the scars on my palm.

A shudder ran down my spine and my toes curled. His lips were warm and gentle, applying the perfect amount of pressure to be comforting and sensual.

Jared's fingers lightly caressed my wrist and forearm, his lips moving to the tips of my fingers.

I closed my eyes, heat pooling between my legs. My breath shook as Jared kissed my fingertips one at a time, starting with my thumb and ending with my pinky. Gasping, I bit my lower lip and clenched my thighs.

Jared lifted his eyes to mine and he smirked. He knew exactly what he was doing to me, and he was clearly enjoying my torture.

I narrowed my eyes at him. My skin flushed from head to toe, and I just knew I was beet red.

Jared pressed his lips to the inside of my wrist. He tilted his eyes up, looking at me from a low angle. “As I said before, it is my turn to bring you to your knees." His voice was husky and ragged and his blue eyes had turned to molten sapphire, penetrating me like laser beams.

Jared unrolled his bedroll by the fire and motioned me over.

I glanced in the direction Abe had wandered off. “What if he comes back?"

Jared bounced his eyebrows. “Maybe he'll learn something."

I giggled and sat down on the bedroll. The heat of the fire wrapped around me like a blanket. It was a warm night. The sky was littered with millions of stars, and fireflies continued to glow around us.

On his hands and knees, Jared crawled toward me. He licked his lips, eyes roaming over me like he was getting ready to devour me whole.

He pressed his lips to mine and I moaned into his mouth. I looped my arms around his neck and lay back, pulling him on top of me. His weight covered me, pressing against me in all the right places.

Jared kissed my neck, pressing his tongue against my skin as he trailed kisses down my throat. He nibbled lightly on my collarbone.

I arched into his touch, whimpering.

“Feeling impatient?" he teased.

“Mhmm...."

Jared's hands slid under my shirt, pushing it up my torso. His fingers dragged along my skin, leaving pleasurable tingles in their path.

I moaned and grabbed my shirt, pulling it over my head. Every thought in my head was focused on getting him to touch me and feeling as much of his skin on mine as possible.

Jared's lips kissed the centerline of my abdomen. His hand slid around my back and worked on the clasp of my bra as he kissed just above my belly button.

His warm breath tickled my skin.

My core tightened and my legs trembled in anticipation.

When my bra was gone, Jared covered my breasts with his hands. He massaged them gently, pinching my n*****s until they tightened into firm buds.

“J-Jared," I stuttered, throwing my arm over my eyes.

He kissed along the waistline of my pants, his tongue sliding across my skin.

My clit swelled and I clenched and unclenched my thighs. I lifted my hips slightly, searching for more contact.

Grunting, Jared popped the button on my pants and hooked his fingers in my waistband. He tugged my pants down, slowly pulling the rough denim along my soft, silky legs.