Once Rejected, Twice Desired
Chapter 54

Alexi POV

For the first time in a while, I had real hope for my future. All of the drama after the rejection sent me into a downward spiral I didn’t feel I’d ever escape from. But my angel, true to her name, found a way to pull me out. I couldn’t begin to express how grateful I was for her.

After we finished our Nerf fight, which no one technically won, we sat down for dinner. I filled the group in on what happened at the office with Victoria and the Opal Moon pack when they came to get her.

Matt and Kade were beyond happy to hear the pushy receptionist was no longer going to be there eye raping them every time they walked into the building.

“That girl was psycho. It makes sense that she was Francesca’s sister. Looking back, they were just alike. I don’t know why we didn’t see it sooner,” Kade chimed in.

“Well, I’m just so happy you and Aaron have made up, Lex. It’s tough seeing two people you care about hurting just because they refuse to be the bigger person and move forward.”

“Not my fault, angel. It was Aaron who didn’t want to talk to me. But you’re right; it’s good to have him back. And now that things are better, I was thinking of going to visit my parents this weekend. I figure that since the eclipse is right around the corner, this might be my last chance.”

My statement seemed to dampen the mood just a bit before Alaia did what she did best and brightened it once again. “We won’t worry about that right now. Alexi, I think it would be great to visit your family. It will be a good way to put the past behind us all.”

“Do you want to come with me? I’m sure your family would like to see you, too.” I worded it like the visit was no big deal, and she’d just be going to see her old pack, but it was more than that. I needed her there with me. I didn’t think I could go back by myself. At least not at first.

She looked me in my eyes, and I knew that she understood. “Sure, I’ll come along. I have to make up with Jordyn anyway, so it will be fun.”

“Great!”

I couldn’t entirely hide my excitement. This would be the first time I would have Alaia all to myself since we’d reconnected. I knew nothing physical would happen, but I would still have 100% of her attention at least while we were on the road.

“Will you two be gone all weekend?” Xander asked, pulling me back to the present.

“Uhh, probably. I figure we can drive down Saturday morning, sleepover, then head back Sunday after breakfast.”

“Sounds good. Just keep Alaia safe. And make sure your resume is put together and sent over before you go. I want it on the top of the pile when everyone is back at the office Monday.”

“I’ve signed up for a lifetime of you bossing me around, haven’t I?”

He shrugged a shoulder. “Maybe. But hey, I am the boss, and I like to be in charge. Little one understands that all too well. Don’t you, baby?” He winked at Alaia at the same time Snapple came shooting out of her nose.

“Xander!” She threw her napkin at him as her face lit up bright red.

We had to laugh at her. Here she is with two mates, and she was still shy. We were wolves; we knew what mates did with one another, what they did to one another.

“Don’t worry, angel. I’ll let you be in charge, sometimes.”

Her eyes went wide, and she turned an even brighter shade of red. “You guys are the absolute worst. I can’t believe I agreed to this.”

I leaned over and kissed her temple. “Of course, you agreed. You love us, and we worship the ground you walk on.”

“Well, yeah, that’s true.”

***

After dinner was over, Alaia and I were on the couch, flipping through the channels, looking for a movie to watch.

Kade and Matt had some pack business to do, and Xander was on a last-minute conference call regarding the expansion.

“So, what are you in the mood for, angel? I’m feeling like either action or a comedy.”

“Comedy.”

We scrolled a bit more until we found The 40-Year-Old Virgin. Steve Carell was one of my favorites, so this was perfect.

Alaia placed her head in my lap, and I mindlessly played with her curls while we laughed along to the movie. Feeling her warm body so close to mine did things to me, and soon I was lightly teasing my fingers up and down her arm.

I could feel the tiny sparks every time our skin made contact, and the goosebumps erupting on her body told me she felt it, too. “Alexi?”

“Yes, beautiful?”

“If you keep doing that, there are going to be problems. Big ones,” she whispered.

“You have no idea just how big these problems can be, angel.”

She shivered, which made me really want her.

Her body was responding to every part of me, and it was making me rock hard. With her head in my lap, it didn’t take long for her to feel the “problem” I was referring to.

She sat up and looked me in the eye. Hers were full of l**t as she chewed on her plump bottom l*p.

“We can’t do this,” she said breathlessly.

My eyes were locked on her mouth. I needed to taste her so badly, so I grabbed her h**s and lifted her up and over, so she was straddling my lap. I could smell how wet she was. She was soaked, and it took all of my willpower not to strip her naked and lick her until she creamed again and again down my throat.

Her breathing was hitched, and I could see she was trying to control herself as well.

I wanted her, no . . . I needed her. Now. I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her into a blazing k**s. The first taste of her was like nothing I’d ever experienced in my life. It was like fresh cold water on a hot summer day or a warm blanket in the dead of winter. Nothing could compare to how amazing and perfect this k**s was. I wrapped my arms tighter around her waist, careful not to squeeze her belly too much, and ravaged her delicious little mouth. I nipped at her l*p, and when her mouth parted in response, I shoved my tongue in, wanting to taste every single corner. When I pulled back to allow her a breath, my mouth moved to her jaw and neck. She smelled and tasted like heaven, and I knew I would never have enough.

“A-Alexi . . .” She sounded like she wanted to stop, but then her h**s began to twirl and grind against mine.

The friction on my d**k made my eyes roll, and my toes curl. This girl was killing me. I was hanging on by a thread. A dangerously fragile one. This had to stop now. I grabbed her h**s and lifted her up. “Angel, if you don’t stop that grinding, I’m going to f**k the s**t out of this sweet little p***y of yours. Please, I don’t think I can control myself.”

She took a few deep breaths to compose herself before she swung her leg over and sat back beside me.

After a few moments, she finally said, “Damn, that was hot.”

“Yeah, and now I need a shower. An ice-cold one.”

“I think I’ll take one, too. Otherwise, you may be sucked into another one of my dreams. Pfft, let’s be real. You probably still will, so just be ready.”

She stood to her feet and shut off the TV.

“Come on, help me upstairs, handsome.” She took my hand and pulled me up.

While we were ascending, my mind replayed what had just happened. F*****g, Max. He’d been suppressed for weeks, and he was still a c**k block. I could not wait to no longer have to deal with him.

When we got to our rooms, I leaned down and gave her a quick k**s before backing away.

“See you in my dreams, sexy!”

Alaia then entered her room and shut the door.

That shower was calling my name.

***

Alaia POV

Things on the couch had gotten much more heated than I think either one of us was expecting. If he hadn’t stopped me, I would have taken him right there, regardless of the consequences. And I couldn’t blame my actions on my hormones this time. I had wanted him. Mind, body, and soul. He was my mate; his body was made for mine. It was made for me to need to taste and touch, to become one with it.

This was primal.

And this was literal torture. I had Alexi right across the damn hall. I could smell his scent if I breathed deep enough, but I couldn’t have him. Not in the way that I needed. I swear, if I weren’t already pregnant, I’d swear that I was in heat. This had to be what it felt like. A fire now burned for him that I needed to put out, but we had to wait.

I stood under the cold shower and let the water wash over my body. I wanted to go ice cold, but I had my little bean to consider. So just a few minutes of cool would have to do. Once I felt that most of the burn had subsided, I got out, pulled on my silk robe, and made my way to the bedroom.

Xander was there, sitting on the bed, waiting for me when I came out. “Hey, little one. Are you alright?”

“I don’t know what I am,” I replied while dragging my feet toward him. I threw my arms over his shoulders and leaned all of my body weight into him, which he easily held up.

“Well, I don’t know what that means, so give me another clue.”

I heaved a deep breath. “It’s Alexi.”

Xander raised a curious eyebrow, probably wondering what could have gone wrong in the small amount of time he had left us alone.

“He’s my mate, Xander. Just like you are.”

“Okay?”

“But I can’t have him! And I want him. No! I need that man, and I can’t have him.”

Xander looked at me, amused.

“Do not smile at me. This isn’t a case of a child having a tantrum because they can’t have any candy. This is me being denied that physical connection with my mate! It’s f*****g torture!”

“I understand, princess—”

“No! Don’t do that. You can’t understand, not this. Don’t try to appease me right now. It won’t work, nothing is going to work except him—”

My tirade was abruptly cut off by Xander, lifting me up and pressing my back against the wall. Xander’s hands were under my robe, and in a blink of an eye, it was ripped off and thrown to the floor, exposing my nakedness underneath. “You do not tell me what will and won’t work in regards to this body. You are still mine, or have you forgotten?” he growled in my ear.

“N-No. I haven’t.”

He took a step back and placed me on my feet.

My legs had become jelly just like that, but I wasn’t going to need them for the moment.

“I think you have. You seem to have forgotten how things work, little one. No worries, though. I’ll refresh your memory. On your knees. Now!”

I immediately did as I was told. My body was on fire again, and I knew this would absolutely put it out.

Xander began to circle me as he spoke. “You’ve been such a bad girl. And now I’m going to punish you. Long, hard, and rough. Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir.”

He stopped in front of me and began to unbuckle then remove his belt. He moved so slowly, my mouth and my lotus beginning to water. I needed this. I didn’t even realize I was licking my lips as I stared at his bulge.

Xander chuckled from above.

“Don’t worry, little one. You will have every inch very soon. And you will swallow it all, won’t you?”

“Yes, sir.”

He unbuttoned his pants and let them drop to his ankles. His boxer briefs were straining to contain the beast within, and I was straining to keep from reaching up and grabbing it. Xander’s thumbs slipped under his waistband, and he hypnotically slid that last barrier away, allowing all eleven inches of him to spring free.

It had been too long since I had tasted him. Far too long, and that was the only thing I could think of at that moment—his salty-sweet taste.

He took a step toward me and took hold of the back of my head. “Keep your hands flat on your thighs, little one.”

As much as I wanted to reach up and grab him, I did as instructed and placed my sweaty palms on my quivering thighs.

“Good. Now, open.”

I opened my mouth as wide as I possibly could and looked up at Xander as he slowly slid his thick c**k past my lips, over my tongue, and down my throat. By this time, I no longer had a gag reflex, so I took every inch like the good girl I was. My nose was pressed flat against Xander’s stomach when I felt him twitch down my throat and pull back.

He kept his tight grip on my head as he continued his deep, delicious stroking.

I stuck my tongue out to open my throat wider and tickle the underside of his shaft.

This man’s d**k was a masterful work of art, and I knew every way to appreciate it.

He began to pick up the pace slightly, and his heavy round balls would slap against my chin as he pulled my head forward.

The feeling and sound of it made me leak even more between my thighs. I was sure there had to be a puddle underneath me.

A little faster, he moved. A little stronger. Xander began to m**n above me and hearing those sounds that I was forcing his body to create made my core clench.

I loved that I could please him as much as he pleased me.

“You are such a good girl, baby. I love you so, so much.”

And I loved him.

Minutes went by, but it felt like seconds. I would lose track of time when I had him inside of me, the pleasure of it all overpowered everything else.

I felt his grip tighten a bit, and Xander slightly widened his stance. The muscles in his thighs were pulled taught, and I knew that he was close.

I began to move with him, hollowing out my cheeks and swallowing when he bottomed out down my throat, just to allow him to feel the soft walls ripple and roll around him.

Again he m****d, grunted, and growled.

I looked up to see him staring down at me; eyes jet black pools of l**t. And I held that eye contact. My head had become Xander’s own personal s*x toy, and I didn’t care.

The slow, gentle strokes were gone; he was mercilessly deep dicking my throat, bearing closer and closer to release. His eyes clamped shut, and with one final thrust, he exploded down my throat. The muscles in his legs and abdomen spasmed out of control as stream after stream of his warm, thick seed slid down into my belly.

I took it all; his c*m was like water on a desert island to me, and I wouldn’t waste a single drop. When it was all over, and he slid from my mouth, I used my tongue to lick him clean. When I touched my tongue to his sensitive tip, his whole body shuddered, which made me smile. I had owned this man. Completely. I licked my deliciously swollen lips, sat back on my heels, and looked up at him. “So, about this punishment you promised me . . .”