Chapter 25
CHAPTER 25
S erafina
“Where is it?” I mumble as I rummage through my coat pocket for the burner phone I thought I left here.
Since I started working at the school, I’ve been leaving the phone in the closet I was given at the back of the classroom, right next to Ms. Sheila’s closet. I thought it might be better to leave my phone here at school than have it at home.
Especially now that I don’t sleep alone, apparently. Since Montgomery and I were first together, both he and Noah have slept with me in the master bedroom, downstairs. That should annoy me, but the pull to be near them grows every damn day, more so than my annoyance.
I enjoy waking up to their warm, hard bodies each morning, or their hairy legs thrown over mine during the night.
No one sleeps with a blanket because supposedly my body heat is enough to heat all three of us. I’ve always tended to run warm-blooded, so I suppose they’re right.
The only thing missing is ?—
“Alpha Ronan!” one of the children yells, catching my attention.
I peer up from my crouched position, at the same time my fingertips find my burner phone, in the corner of the closet.
Ronan’s hazel eyes land on me and my fingers tremble to the point that I almost drop the phone in my hand. He silently watches as I rise to my feet. Other than a small tick in his jaw, he doesn’t move.
With a shaky hand, I stuff the phone in the side pocket of my bag, zipping it before straightening out a few non-existent wrinkles of my dress.
“Alpha Ronan,” Teacher Sheila acknowledges, smiling.
I can’t help the way my eyes narrow on her as she smiles at Ronan. Sheila’s a genuinely kind person from what I’ve gathered. She has the patience of Mother Moon with all of the children in the class.
Yet, jealousy, ridiculous as it may be, sparks in the pit of my stomach.
“Kids, how do we greet our classroom guests?”
“Hello, Alpha Ronan,” all of the children say in unison.
A few giggle.
“Let’s line up to go meet your parents outside,” Sheila tells the children. She smiles and winks at me. “Alpha Queen, I will handle the children’s dismissal today. We’ll see you tomorrow,” she says cheerily.
My jealousy dissipates and I curse myself for feeling so possessive over Ronan.
Mate , a faint voice in my head says.
I shake my head, trying to ignore the voice that’s been more active in my head lately. The memory of the hot cup of tea in my hands, which I hadn’t put into the microwave, crosses my mind.
I don’t have time to think about it too much before Ronan strides over to me. He crosses the classroom in three steps, stopping in front of me.
My heart hammers in my chest and I realize how much I’ve missed him over the past five days.
Wordlessly, he reaches around my body and pulls out my coat, then holds it open for me. I don’t bother telling him that I don’t need it. It’s not cold enough outside for me to feel like I need one.
But I stick my arm in, and then the other, allowing him to zip it up.
Ronan takes my hand in his and leads me out of the classroom. I barely have enough time to grab my purse.
“The front door’s the other way,” I point over my shoulder because we’re going the opposite direction.
“I’ve parked out back,” he answers without breaking stride.
Something about his tone sends a warm spark down my spine.
“I was supposed to go over tomorrow’s lessons with Shei—” I don’t get the chance to finish my sentence before he has me pinned with my back against his truck, and his lips covering mine.
A groan I don’t want to give, makes its way up and out of my throat. It allows me to break the kiss.
When Ronan moves in again to continue kissing me, I hold him off with my hands to his broad chest. I have to force myself not to squeeze his muscles.
“You can’t even give me a hello and you want to maul me?” I glare up at him. No matter how quick my heart races or my pussy aches for him to fill it, the least he could do is say hello.
“Hello.” He leans in, brushing his lips against mine.
I pull back when he tries to deepen the kiss. “No.”
Lifting my chin, I step out of his hold. My heart continues to race and every nerve ending in my body tingles with the need to feel him. But I won’t cave to my body’s base needs after one kiss.
“Someone’s hot under the collar today.” I look him up and down.
For the first time I realize he’s dressed in a pair of jeans, a long-sleeve T-shirt, and a pair of boots. His style is more Noah’s cowboy look instead of the typical three-piece suit he always wears.
Now that I get a good look, his hair is a little all over the place, too.
I narrow my eyes on him, knowing he was supposed to return this afternoon from his work conference. I was excited to see him. I missed him, but I can’t help but think he’s acting so possessive because he smells his brothers on me.
I shouldn’t but I want him to want me for me. Not just because he’s jealous.
“I want to go home,” I say before moving around to the passenger side of the truck and climbing inside.
Ronan doesn’t say anything as he gets behind the steering wheel. I let out a small gasp when he pulls off, quicker than I expected. Out of the corner of my eye, I watch him. He’s focused straight ahead like a man possessed.
It only takes about five minutes to drive from the school to the cabin, but Ronan makes the already short drive in half of the time.
I turn to him to curse him out for driving so recklessly, but by the time I do, he’s already out of the car and halfway around to my side.
He yanks the passenger door open, reaches across me to undo the seatbelt, and pulls me out of the truck before I can get my wits about me.
“We’re home,” he says before his lips are on mine again.
I don’t resist when he lifts me, forcing me to wrap my legs around his waist as he carries us inside of the house.
But once we’re inside, I drop my legs to the floor and use all of my strength to push him away.
“I didn’t say I want you to kiss me,” I say, panting. “You still haven’t even greeted me properly.”
His expression falls, his pink lips frowning. “I said hello.”
My eyes roll skyward. “Such a romantic.” Sarcasm drips from every word.
He moves so close, so fast that I take a step back until I’m again pinned against a door with his large body pressing against mine.
His arms brace either side of my body.
“You want me to woo you?”
“That would be nice.” I raise an eyebrow. “I mean, I know you’re only this riled up because you scent Montgomery and Noah on me, but you could at least pretend you like me for me.”
He immediately pulls back.
For the first time ever, I see surprise register on his face. “Is that what you believe?”
Is that hurt I hear in his tone?
I shake my head, because that’s impossible. I’m obviously making things up because some silly part of me wants him to want me. Beyond the fact that they need a mate to solidify their positions as alphas of this pack.
“You believe I rushed home just because I was jealous of my brothers?”
His question startles me.
“Do you think I was ready to rip the throat out of a pack member who I’ve known my entire life for disrespecting you, out of envy?”
“What are you talking about?” I ask when his words begin to register.
He twists his head, cracking his neck in obvious anger. “Peter,” he says so low that it takes me a second to understand. “Noah and Montgomery told me what you suspected he was doing to Raymond and his mate.”
My eyebrows raise. After that first night, I ended up talking with Montgomery and Noah in bed, about school and the children. The topic of Raymond came up as I discussed how a few of his questions came across as alarming.
“They told you?” I ask.
Ronan nods before running a hand across the back of his neck. “Linda …” He trails off before pushing out a breath. “She told us what he was doing.”
I cover my mouth with my hand. “No.” My eyes water.
Ronan takes my hand. “They’re safe now,” he reassures me. “Peter,” he spits out his name, “is gone now. Off of Blackclaw territory, Linda and Raymond are safe. And you.”
“Me?” I raise an eyebrow.
“My brothers told me he confronted you. For that alone I came close to ripping his throat out. All three of us did.”
“But you’d get in trouble with the Alliance.”
His jaw tightens, and I unwittingly lift my hand to massage the tension in his face.
“He still has his throat.”
Relief floods through me. As alphas, Ronan, Noah, and Montgomery have to answer for their actions which could bring about consequences for them and their pack.
“He is no longer a problem,” Ronan assures.
“I couldn’t breathe when Montgomery first told me Peter was aggressive with you. All I saw was red. The oath I took to protect my pack is the only thing that stopped me from murdering him as soon as I saw him today.”
His eyes collide with mine.
“My actions had nothing to do with jealousy and everything to do with an alpha protecting his one true mate.”
My breathing all but stops.
Something … pride, lust, a warmth that has no words, fills my chest.
Ronan places his forehead against mine, his hand moving to wrap around my throat. “I ached for you every moment I was away, Serafina. Although it is probably for the best, I hate that it was not me who was there when Peter confronted you in that schoolyard because I would have killed him right then and there. Consequences be damned.
“You are mine. Ours. It took me too long to figure that out. Now that I have, nothing is getting in the way of our fate.”
His lips brush against mine. Tender but no less demanding.
I cover his hand with mine before pulling away from his lips.
“See,” I sigh out. “Now that’s how you talk a woman out of her panties. More of that, please.”
Ronan’s eyes sparkle, the edges wrinkling before a deep, rusty rumble moves up out of his chest, coming out as a laugh.
He tucks his head into the crook of my neck, his body rumbling with laughter. I was already wet. Honestly, from the moment I saw him in the classroom doorway, my pussy began to weep for him.
But hearing his laughter makes my knees go weak.
I cling to him, clawing at the side of his shirt, my body pulsing with need.
“I am sorry,” he suddenly says.
I shake my head. “Don’t apologize.” I have an eerie feeling he’s going to anyway.
“No … I will.” He’s the one to pull back when I try to kiss him. “You did not deserve what we did to you. You are our mate. We should have never …” He trails off.
I have to look away because I hate the pain that now rises in my chest. “I’m yours?” I ask in a whisper.
Ronan nods, and something inside of me purrs and warms. But I tamp down on it.
“Even if I don’t have a wolf?”
His eyes narrow. I suspect he knows what I’m doing. Ronan’s smart enough to pick up on my attempt to push him away.
Ronan’s quickness leaves me speechless as he strips me of my bag and coat before he begins carrying me down the hallway, my legs wrapped around his waist.
“Where are we going?”
“My bedroom.” He pulls back to look me in the eye. “I’m going to show you who you belong to.”
With that, he kicks the door open.
“Dammit!” I curse when he rips open my dress, sending buttons flying everywhere. “Between the three of you, I’m not going to have any clothes to wear.”
I scoot away from him on the massive bed.
Ronan’s eyes glow.
“I don’t see the problem. Come here.”
Do you think he waits for me to move toward him?
No.
Instead, he wraps a large arm around my ankle, pulling me to him at the edge of the bed.
My panties and bra soon go the same way as my poor dress. All of my clothing is torn to shreds right before Ronan sinks to his knees and pushes my knees apart with his hands.
He closes his mouth around my swollen clit.
My back arches off the bed. Ronan is relentless as he works to wring an orgasm out of me. My first one hits me like a lightning bolt.
I’m gasping for air as it tears through me.
“Mine!”
The word causes me to blink my eyes open. I stare down the length of my body, and I should be terrified when my gaze lands on Ronan with his glowing eyes and the ferocious expression on his severely handsome face.
I have the opposite reaction, though. My nipples harden so much that they become painful. My pussy gushes like a waterfall.
Ronan rises to his feet and leans over my body, pinching one of my nipples. A satisfied look covers his face when I cry out.
“Do you see how wet you get for me, Serafina?” he has the nerve to ask while running his finger down the length of my very wet pussy lips.
I nod and then gasp when he smacks my sensitive button.
“Answer me properly when I ask you a question.”
It’s my turn to growl. “You son of a bit—” I break off into another cry when he smacks me again. My entire body is so damn sensitive that the barest amount of friction will cause me to explode.
“Do you feel how wet you get for me?” he asks again.
I start to nod but I can’t take another pussy slap. “Yesss.”
He smirks like he knows he just won something. “I love it when you follow directions.”
I bite down on a whimper.
Did he just use the word love?
A gasp spills from me, and I cry out his name when he inserts a finger in my back hole. “Wh-What—” I can’t form the question when he inserts a second finger.
“Preparing you for me,” he says, answering anyway.
“But I haven’t …” I trail off when he enters, oh Mother Moon, he enters a third finger. “Ronan.” I pant his name, which obviously turns him on, if the way he thrusts his fingers inside of me is any indication.
“So fucking tight,” he groans. “Your ass is going to feel so good choking my cock.”
My legs tremble from the thought of him inside of my forbidden hole.
“Do you know how lucky you are that you’ve never let anyone else touch you here?” he growls.
I can’t say anything because thoughts become hazy. The words don’t seem to connect with my mouth, which can only form his name right now, apparently.
“Ronan …”
“I don’t care if it was another shifter or a human. If you’d let anyone touch you here, he would be dead right now,” he promises.
My nipples harden and my pussy weeps.
“Stop it,” I pant because I don’t want his words to turn me on this much.
He leans over my body, placing his elbow by my head while his other hand continues to stretch my back hole.
“Stop what?” He takes my bottom lip in between his teeth. “Letting you know you have always belonged to me?”
I don’t think when my hand balls into a fist and I punch him in his chest.
He grunts but doesn’t pull away. His teeth sink deeper into my lip before he sucks at the bite, licking it to alleviate the minor burn of pain.
I want to push him away and pull him into me at the same time. Both desires war inside of me, and it feels like I’m fighting myself.
“Always,” Ronan says in my ear before pulling away.
Finally, I can breathe regularly, but the absence of his body nearly causes me to cry out in despair.
It doesn’t last long, though, because Ronan soon reappears in front of me with a bottle of lube in his hand. He makes sure my eyes are on him before he places a healthy amount of lube on his finger and then inserts them inside of me.
“Do you want me to take your ass, Serafina?”
I thrash my head this way and that on the bed, knowing I should probably say no, but what comes out is, “Yesss.”
As soon as I answer, Ronan pulls his fingers out of me, strips out of his clothes, and fists his cock.
“Oh, Mother Moon!” I groan when he rubs the tip of his cock up and down my labia.
In the next breath, however, he moves away from my pussy and lines himself against my back hole.
“Look at me, Serafina.”
He’s used his alpha voice, which I’m utterly powerless to deny.
My eyes meet his right before a puff of air escapes my mouth from the pressure of him inserting himself.
“Ronan!” I scream.
Yes, he’s used his fingers and lube to prepare me. And yes, Noah has also used his fingers to prepare me for their cocks back there, but nothing is like the real thing.
“Relax, Serafina,” Ronan soothes.
He uses his hands to lift and then spread my ass cheek. He slides in even deeper.
“Pinch your nipples,” he instructs.
I shake my head left and right.
“Do it,” he orders. “Now!”
With trembling hands, I reach up and pinch my nipples. A groan escapes my mouth.
“Harder,” he commands. “Make it fucking hurt, Serafina.”
There’s no way this should be a turn on. But the burn between his cock in my ass, the pinching of my nipples, and his rough, barely restrained voice sends me into a dizzying haze of passion and need.
Ronan grunts when he pushes himself all of the way inside of me.
Stars cross my gaze.
I pant, trying to call his name, but it’s as if the words get stuck in my throat.
He doesn’t move for I don’t know how long.
Soon, the painful burning begins to fade. As soon as it does, Ronan slowly pulls out of me before he begins pushing in again. He’s not as demanding as when he’s taking my pussy, but he’s not overly gentle either.
His hands squeeze my ass cheeks so harshly, I know he’ll leave handprints.
“Knew … would be … perfect …” he says, as if he can’t get a full thought out either.
Eventually, there’s no pain, or discomfort. Soon, Ronan finds a rhythm that has my eyes rolling to the back of my head and a moan escaping my mouth.
“Your pussy still weeps for my cock.”
I cry out when he runs a finger down my labia while pushing in my ass. He’s right, I feel myself clenching to be filled even while he’s deep inside of my ass.
“You’re going to come for me, Serafina.”
It’s like he has mind control over me, because it doesn’t take much else for my second orgasm to overwhelm me.
An explosion takes place within my body. Stars form behind my eyelids, and I let out a scream that I didn’t even know was within me.
The orgasm goes on and on for way too long. The entire time, one word echoes in my mind: Mate!