The Alpha's Prize
Chapter 11: The library

His hand continued to make its way down my body, all the way to the seam of my pants. Cain traced his fingers along the waistband of my pants, ever so gently, teasing and toying with my hot, sensitive skin.

Cain then reached under my pants and glided his fingers along the seam of my underwear, causing me to tremble and squeeze my thighs together. Next, he rubbed my hot, soaking core over top of my underwear with his index finger. The friction made everything more intense; my pussy was throbbing, swollen and aching for more. My juices were soaking through my underwear, which made him groan with approval upon feeling the thin fabric that separated his hand from my folds. He continued to rub circles on my clit, which was becoming agonizing now. Still, even through my lust-filled haze, something in the back of my mind was telling me to stop this, as I haven't entirely accepted Cain as my mate yet, but there was also a voice telling me to continue, to accept my fate with him. I didn't know whether to stop or to keep going. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

My mind was becoming a blur; I was becoming lost in this moment with him; it felt so right, yet so wrong. What the fuck do I do?

Cain's fingers slipped under the fabric of my underwear, and he slid them along my wet, pulsating folds, pushing two fingers inside of me. “Holy shit, Freja, your so fucking wet.” He groaned, his low, deep voice reverberating throughout my body and sending shivers down my spine. He picked up his pace, pumping into me even faster, his kisses now intoxicating, and my moans filled the room. Then, just as I was about to cum, we heard a bang come from the hallway, causing us both to freeze. “What was that?" I asked him.

His eyes were intently locked on the door as he shook his head. “I don't know. Stay here.”

He removed his hand from my pants, got off me and strode towards the door. Cain flung the door open and stepped out, disappearing into the dark hallway.

I stood up from the carpet, feeling a little ashamed of myself but happy with our conversation and heated moment. For those few moments, Cain made me feel good. I raised a hand to my lips, rubbing the swollen flesh and smiled at how good he made my body feel.

A moment later, Cain came back into the room. “There is no one out there; I'm not sure what that was.”

I pursed my lips. “Well, we should be getting back to bed anyways.” I quickly said as the moment we were just sharing was now ruined.

He rubbed the back of his neck with his hand. “Yea, you are probably right. Come on, let's go.” Cain reached out his hand to me, gesturing for me to take it. I smiled and willing held his hand in mine. I didn't know how to feel when he held my hand, it felt foreign, and I wanted to let go, but I also didn't, as it felt right.

We walked down the hall and to our room. As we entered, Cain closed and locked the door behind us before the both of us climbed into bed; he actually flopped. We both lay there, the silence consuming us both. So, I rolled over, facing away from him.

I felt him shifting his weight on the bed “Goodnight, Freja, I had fun earlier.” I could practically hear the smirk on his face.

I rolled my eyes. “Goodnight, Cain.” I simply said.

After a moment of awkward silence, Calyx cleared his throat. “Well, I'm going back to my room.” Calyx then quickly left the room, and I wanted more than anything to be hot on his heels, but judging by the look on Cain's face, he wasn't going to let me away so easily.

I pursed my lips. “How come you are awake?" I asked.

He rubbed the nape of his neck. “I rolled over and realized you weren't there, so I came looking for you.” Although the expression on his face told me he was a bit embarrassed to admit that to me, I smiled inwardly at that.

"Oh, I see. This is a beautiful room.” I looked around the room again, marvelling at its beauty.

Cain took careful steps towards me. “You shouldn't be running around here at night by yourself, and yes, it was.” His expression turned neutral with his last words.

I shrugged. “Yea, yea, I already know, and I don't really care. So what do you mean, was?”

He looked away from me and glanced around the room. “I hate this room and would love nothing more than to burn it to the ground; it holds nothing but painful memories.” Cain looked at the painting of his mother. “It was her room, she cherished it and everything in here, now it's just...... empty.” Cain's words held so much pain as he talked about his mother and the room that was now a painful reminder of her memory.

I walked over to him, and I don't know why, but I wrapped my arms around his waist and hugged him, squeezing with all my might. I felt him freeze, his arms stretched out at his side, not knowing what to do or what the hell was going on.

“I'm sorry for your loss Cain. I would have loved to have had the pleasure of meeting your parents, especially your mother.” I told him honestly.

He relaxed a little and placed an arm around my back while the other stroked my hair. “My mother would have just absolutely adored you. To be honest, you remind me of her in some ways, strong, confident, beautiful and doesn't take shit from anyone. Unfortunately, my father was the opposite; I don't think he even loved my mom; their marriage was arranged, they weren't mates, and because of that, they despised each other.” His tone was now filled with hate and venom as he spoke of his parents.

I didn't know what to say as I stood there reeling in his words. I thought about how I knew, how Cain's mother felt, in some ways. I began to wonder if Cain and I would be like that, stuck together, hating each other, would we turn out like his parents?

"Oh, I see. That's awful.” I released him and turned around to stare into the painted eyes of his mother as numerous thoughts circled in my head.

I could feel his eyes on me, watching me carefully. “Yea, anyways, let's go back to our room. We both need to freshen up, get dressed, and then we will head downstairs for breakfast.”

I looked away from the painting and turned to face Cain with a half-smile “Mmm, breakfast. That sounds great.”

Cain chuckled at my words, and then we started to leave the room side by side; Cain closed the door and locked it behind us.

We walked together through the empty halls, no words between us. I could feel Cain glancing at me every few steps, with a questioning look on his face. We finally reached the room, and Cain gestured for me to enter first.

I went into the closet and grabbed some clean clothes. “I'm going to jump in and have a quick shower.”

Cain snorted. “Quick, my ass. No woman that I've ever known has had a quick shower.”

I scowled at him. “Just for that remark, now I'm going to have a nice, long bubble bath.” That bastard could suffer and wait longer now.

Cain grunted. “Fine, I'm going back to bed. Wake me in 3 hours when you're finally out,” He said with a cheeky smirk.

I grabbed the closet thing, a book, threw it at him, then quickly went into the bathroom, chuckling like a child.

I could hear him laughing. “You missed, sweetheart.” He shouted at me through his laughter. That man is a jerk!

After some time had passed, I was finally finished in the bathroom, and I made sure to take my sweet time in there. As I entered the bedroom, Cain was lying face down on the bed, with nothing on but his boxers, very thin boxers! My breath hitched as I took in the sight of him.

I had to admit it to myself; he was a gorgeous man. His back was beautifully toned, his skin had a hint of tan to it, the tribal wolf tattoo on his left shoulder blade and his dark hair all tussled gave him that extra bit of ruggedness.

"See something you like, my love?" He said before slightly opening his eyes and looking at me. “Nope, I just see a lazy man lying on the bed instead of getting into the shower,” I said, hoping to hide my arousal.

Both of his brows shot up. “Oh, are you finally finished in there?” He looked at his watch. “You were only an hour and a half in the shower.” He smirked.

I rolled my eyes. “I was not! Now, come on. Hurry up cause I'm starving, and I will leave without you. So, move your ass.” I was starving, but I also needed this man away from me right now.

Cain got up from the bed and sauntered towards me. “Your wish is my command.” He said in that sultry tone. He then slowly walked past me, rubbing his body against mine. What a fucking tease!

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