Scarred Alphas by Norisha May
Chapter 16

"Colt-" I try to speak but he won't let me. He bites my bottom l*p and I almost moan.

His hand goes inside my shirt and he caresses my stomach. I do nothing to stop it. I like his touch. I like the rough prickles of his stubble against my skin as he k*sses me. He moves to my n*eck and it feels even better.

I slightly moan unable to keep it in. His hand starts going down my stomach and then down my waist. This time, it is really hard to stop him. Some paragraphs are incomplete if you are not reading this novel on FindNovel.net. Visit FindNovel.net to read the complete chapters for free.I suddenly feel pressure on my crotch area when his hand touches me and a pleasurable sensation shoots up my inside and stomach. I immediately moan and he grunts still k*ssing my n*eck. "D-don't." I finally say.

He pulls his hand back just a bit. "Don't you want to try?"

I do but I am not sure if I should.

"Uhm...I don't know...I don't want it to go too far." I say.

"I won't." He k*sses me again and now his hands start to go down. This time I make no attempt to stop him.

His hand touches me again. It is over my clothes but it still makes me feel so good.

I moan. I've never heard myself sound like this before. I would be embarrassed if I wasn't more focused on the sensations that my b*dy is feeling.

"Moan for me, Angel," he whispers in my ear. "Let me hear the beautiful raw melody."

My left hand clutches his shoulder while my right grabs the back of his head and takes his hair in a fist.

"Mh!"

"Just like that," he whispers, his hand rubbing circles in that sensitive area between my legs.

He sounds almost desperate too.

"Uh! Mh!"

"Mhh..." he softly moans.

When he is not whispering in my ear, he is staring at my face. watching my every expression.

"You look f**king gorgeous right now."

I feel him grinding on my thigh and he is hard.

Something else I have never felt before.

"Come for me, Angel, Cass. I want you to come for me."

I don't know if that is what is happening right now but I can't think anymore. My nails claw at him and suddenly...a knock comes on his door. They are fast and aggressive nocks. "F**king shit!" he growls out.

"No." I whimper when he gets off of me.

"Sorry baby." He gives me a quick k*ss before walking towards the door. "I'll be right back."

"But..." I try to complain but he is already opening the door and quickly goes out.

Whoever is at the door can't see me because he covers me with his b*dy as he walks out.

I caress my b*dy, yearning for his touch. I touch my breasts and my other hand rubs my pants right where he was touching me but it is not the same. I want him. I want his warmth, his touch.

My breasts are hard and my insides burn.

stop when I realize that am feeling desperate. I know I am not thinking straight.

I sigh staring at the ceiling. I close my eyes and all I can think about is him, his hands, his l*ps, his warmth, his touch...everything.

What is he doing to me?

"Colt Beaufort...what are you doing to me?" I whisper to the empty room.

Coming down from that rush, I start to feel tired. I pull the blanket over me and lie on my side looking towards the window. My eyes close and I start to drift off to sleep but then I suddenly feel arms wrapping around my b*dy from behind me.

I almost panic but one look at the scarred arms and I know it is Colt. My natural instinct would be to get up and pull away because this feels like we have gotten too familiar with each other, too close. I feel my defences coming down with him and it scares me so naturally I want to pull away but I can't. I like this feeling.

He sighs. "F**king stupid interruptions."

"What happened?" I ask him.

"It was my mother. She didn't know what to do with Ezra."

"Ezra?" I ask.

...He woke up screaming."

My eyes widen and I look back at him.

"It was us?" I ask but I already know it was.

He nods.

I look down as guilt starts to set in.

"Don't you dare feel bad for him," he says. "Not once did he ever feel bad for you. So don't you dare feel bad for him."

I turn around and look up at him. "I...I can't help it."

He hugs me tight and then whispers in my ear. "I know. That's what makes you so beautiful. You care even when you know you shouldn't."

He nuzzles into my hair taking a deep breath. I close my eyes as those high levels of melatonin start to set in and soon, we are both peacefully sleeping.

I wake up an hour later when Colt stirs next to me. I sit up and look at him. His face is squinted as if he was in pain.

He shakes his head and moans but they seem to me like moans of pain.

"Colt?" I touch his cheek and he quickly opens his eyes and intercepts my hand with his.

The fear and anger in his eyes take me by surprise.

The moment his eyes focus, his eyes soften and he pulls me into a hug.

"Are you...okay?" I whisper.

"Yeah. Just a bad dream."

I close my eyes and hug him back. It seems he needs it.

"Can I just work in the fields today, please?" I ask him.

He gives a laugh. "Yeah. If that is what you want, I am not going to make you do something else."

I smile. "Thank you and I probably should go now."

"Mhg...a few more minutes." He says and holds me tighter.

I relax under his hug and wait.

After almost ten minutes, I finally try to move. "I have to go."

"Mhg, fine...or... you can shower with me."

"Shower?"

"Yeah." He gets up, finally letting me go. "Take a shower with me."

"No."

"Why?"

I get up and fix my clothes. "Because that requires for us to be n*ked together."

"So? I've seen you n*ked

already." He takes his shirt off as he says this.

I do not look away. It is impossible to not want to stare at his muscular b*dy.

"S-sure but that n*kedness will lead to other things."

He laughs as if he is not surprised because he knows that already.

I walk towards the door but within seconds he has me by the waist.

"At least give me a k*ss before you leave," he says.

I turn around to face him.

He holds my chin up and I close my eyes, k*ssing him. Does he truly want me?

There is no way of me knowing this but I can see what is in front of me. The way he treats me. And I like it. Even if this doesn't last, atleast it is happening and I want to live in the moment.

I k*ss him back with all the passion I have to give. I want him. I truly do. Yes, I am still scared but I want to experience this. I want to experience something good in my life for once.

"Mh." He moans as we end the k*ss. "You are mine now.

Remember that, Angel."

I am not going to answer that. I turn but before I leave again he holds me and this time he whispers in my ear.

"I'll make you come next time."

My face burns and I quickly make my way out of his room. As I quickly make my way down the stairs, this time I am not so lucky. There are a lot of people walking about and they do stop to look at me. I sprint out of the house through the front door because I know that the dining room will be full and I don't want anyone else to see me.

I come out and immediately head to the back with the intention of making it to the fields but Ezra is leaning on a tree. He looks at me and stomps his way towards me.

Shit.

"What?" I say as he gets closer. I continue walking trying to go past him but this time he grabs my arm and turns me to face him.

"WHO IS IT?!" he yells at me, his face just inches from my face.

"Let me go!"

He has lost it. I can see it in his eyes. He has gone crazy.

People around us stop and stare.

"WHO IS IT?! TELL ME!"

He squeezes my shoulder to the point where I feel like my arm is going to break and his claws start to dig at my skin.

I immediately lift my other hand and slap him. His grip loses but he still holds on to me and he looks so startled that I did that. "LET. ME. GO!" I warn him.

Immediately his hand pulls away. He looks surprised as if he didn't mean to do that.

"Who...THE F**K DO YOU

THINK YOU ARE!" Putting his hands on me again, he shakes me. He then pulls me and throws me on the ground. I fall sitting down. Pulling my hair back, I take in a deep breath and look up at him. He walks my way as if he was the devil himself. I have never seen him this angry but now I am angry too.

He doesn't want me? Thats fine. He wants to sleep with other women? That's fine, but...he does not get to hurt me like this anymore. I have had enough. Damn the concequences.

I get up and as he makes his way to me, I tackle him. We both fall on the ground and I start punching him. I get two clean hits one at his face and another at his shoulder, until he grabs me by the hair and pulls my head back.

"You crazy b*tch!"

"Crazy?! I'll give you crazy you son of a b*tch!" I shout. I turn my head as much as I can and grab his hand then, I dig my teeth into his flesh.

He screams and lets me go but before I can turn around and start punching him again, he punches my stomach and pushes me. I fall to the ground. It knocks all my air out but I am fine.

In fact, I feel great and I am sure it is the adrenalin running wild through my b*dy. I get to my knees and watch him do the same. "What is wrong with you?!" he shouts.

I don't even answer him.

Instead, I rush him.

"I hate you!" I scream as my fist tries to make its way to his face but he dodges back and throws a punch. It is not hard but it gets me in the mouth. I can feel my bottom l*p has split.

I don't know what the hell has gotten into me but I jump on him and my legs latch onto to his waist, like a kola would hold a tree. Some paragraphs are incomplete if you are not reading this novel on FindNovel.net. Visit FindNovel.net to read the complete chapters for free.Then I start punching him. I am not even aiming, I just freely punch and hit. He doesn't even try to stop me now. He just holds his hands over his head trying to block the blows. I am pretty sure I am not even doing any damage at this point but it feels damn good. It is like I am letting all of my frustrations out.