26. Chapter 26
Chapter 26
Celeste
By the time the concert was over, I was one hundred percent annoyed and even more aroused. Annoyed at Liam and his cocky, dominant, alpha attitude, but also annoyed that I liked it - liked him . Way too much to be safe. This man, no matter how attractive he was, had been actively blackmailing me to cover up his own crimes. He and his pack hated me and my success. So why were we both glancing at each other, holding our breaths, like something big was coming?
The car ride back was quiet. We’d left the concert, me with my panties still askew under my skirt, and him with a rock-hard erection he’d tried to hide as we exited the venue. He held the car door open for me, and I couldn’t stop myself from saying something about his hot and cold behavior.
“You know, considering the fact that you hate that we’re scent matched, you sure don’t act like it.” I said in a snarky tone. Liam’s jaw clenched, and he stared straight ahead as we drove down the barren road home.
“I’ll be honest, it would be easier to accept all of this if you hadn’t sabotaged my company for years.” He said in a low voice. I sat back, startled. Sabotage?
“I’ll have you know, Liam Lockwood, I have never sabotaged you, and I resent the accusation!” I snapped at him while crossing my arms over my chest. He scoffed as if I told the funniest joke.
“Oh please, Celeste, let’s be honest here. Since we’re scent matched and all. You’ve been threatened by us since our company started. Don’t deny it.” He said as he shook his head, his golden locks still in place despite our hot and heavy secret playtime in his lap.
“Threatened?” I screeched. “I’ll show you a threat!” He looked at me sideways.
“So you think that taking your new satellite cell phone to market just a week before ours was a coincidence?” He asked, and my mind raced back to that year. Our company knew that Manticore Tech was releasing a phone, but we didn’t know the exact type.
“Satellite phones were the next big thing, even being touted at that year’s conference! You can’t blame me that Harringday was keeping up with trends!” I shouted at him, incredulous at his accusations. He gave a wry smile.
“What about the Havendell Charity? We begged to be there, planned out our marketing and finally got a space for our first year as a sponsor, only to realize that Harringday had taken all the prime branding spots! You pushed us out of our first charity event by manipulating the organizers, then you never attended a single year after. It was easy to see that you wanted to push us out!” He said ruefully. I wanted to smack him.
“Liam! I know the organizers personally - they wanted Harringday to sponsor that event for years! I finally agreed and submitted a proposal, it’s not my fault if they turned on you! They’re the ones who decoded the branding spots, not me!” I exclaimed. “Those guys are two faced, their charity is poorly run anyway! I know for a fact they divert half their donations to their own families instead. Is it any wonder we never sponsored them again?” I said with frustration, my face heating. “All this time you think I’ve been undermining you, but maybe stop blaming me and start holding yourself accountable! I’m not the big bad wolf!”
“Alright, how do you explain our biggest client dropping us to go to Harringday, which, might I add, I know for a fact was a worse offer for them?” He said, his green eyes narrowed as he looked at me.
“Can you blame me? They came to me after the news hit about your attempted kidnapping, which by the way, you never apologized to me for!” I yelled. I wanted to strangle him. He gripped the steering wheel, his muscles bulging out of his dress shirt. I glanced down, and his cock was still bulging in his pants. He was still aroused, and so was I. He kept glancing at me, so much that he swerved.
“Hey! Be careful driving!” I screeched.
“It’s hard to drive with a spoiled brat yelling at me!” he shot back, his tone sharp, filled with frustration.
“It’s hard not to yell when I’m dealing with an overbearing alpha who is just plain wrong!” I snapped, crossing my arms.
"If you don’t calm down while I’m driving, we’ll both be screwed when this car goes off the road." He said with a warning tone.
I scoffed, throwing him a glare. “You should be glad to be screwed in any form, since from what I’ve heard you haven’t been fucked at all.”
“Keep talking Celeste, and I’ll show you how a real alpha gives orders.” Liam growled, his grip on the steering wheel flexing.
I rolled my eyes even as my pulse betrayed me with a sharp, unsteady beat. "Ooh, I'm so scared of the big bad alpha barks," I taunted, my voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Careful, Omega," he warned, "You're pushing me."
I turned my gaze back to the road ahead, forcing myself to ignore the heat pooling in my stomach. "Good," I muttered under my breath. "I hope you break."
Suddenly, Liam pulled the car over, slowing down as he drove us onto a dirt patch that was surrounded by the tall grass, completely dark outside save for the few stars in the sky.
The car stopped, and we looked at each other for a moment, not speaking. Both of us were breathing heavily, and I was sure his heart was probably beating at least as fast as mine was. This moment, though I’d fought it so hard, was inevitable. There were some things you couldn't control. And at this moment, we both realized our biology had won this fight.
Without speaking, Liam got out of the car and opened the door to the back seat, crawling in and sitting in the middle. I didn’t bother getting out. I simply launched myself into the back, my hands clawing at his clothes, pulling his suit jacket off, unbuttoning his shirt with trembling hands, and ripping at his pants with a desperation I’d never felt before.
Liam’s hands were all over me, slipping my top off as his eyes went dark at the sight of my nude chest for the first time. I heard a growl erupt from him as he reached down to help me unbuckle his belt. We were half undressed, but we couldn't wait. He flipped me onto my back, his huge form barely able to fit this way in the backseat of the SUV. I couldn’t take my eyes off of his body. He was emitting his scent so strongly now that I was euphoric.
I felt his hands clasp around my wrists, lifting them and pinning them above my head against the leather seat. “So quiet now? What happened to that smart mouth of yours?” He asked as he leaned over, his chiseled face looking down at me. My body ached to have him on me completely. I pushed up against him, but from where he had me pinned I could barely move up an inch.
“My smart mouth is going to make you see heaven, one way or another.” I replied, licking my lips as I looked up and down his half revealed chest. A groan from him gave me the satisfaction I was looking for. In return, he used one hand to trail down my body, his knuckles dragging a line down my wrists, my arms, across my collarbone, along the curve of my breast, and stopping right at my hardened nipple. Now I was the one about to moan. I wanted so badly for him to play with me.
“You are such a bad, bad girl.” His deep voice came out in a low whisper as I felt goosebumps across my body.
“You keep saying that. Are you going to do something about it or not?” I shot back, nearly breathless as I waited for more touching from him. His eyes darkened and he leaned down, keeping his gaze on me as he opened his mouth. Then, he covered my nipple, licking and sucking on it hard as I gasped at the sight and feeling. The nerve endings at my nipple sent a shock through my body, igniting my core and making me feel more alive than I’d felt in years. Suddenly, the pleasurable pain of teeth stunned me as Liam grazed the hard bud, nipping at me while I let out a small noise. His mouth moved lower as he licked and dragged his tongue over my skin, like he couldn’t get enough of me.
I squirmed against him, trying to pull my hands down while he gave me little love bites all over my torso. It was like catnip to me. My hormones immediately flooded my system, and the desire to have his teeth mark me, bond me to him, was so intense that I felt a rush of slick in between my thighs.
“Oh, princess, you’re going to ruin me.” He said with a deep growl as he smelled the sweet liquid that was my body’s way of preparing me for his knot. I wrapped my legs around him, urging him to give me something, anything, to ease the pressure that had been mounting all night. With his free hand, he reached down and ran his hand gently over my pussy, which was already swollen and wet after the hours of teasing from earlier. The barest touch felt magnified. I could barely handle it when he ran his fingers over me, teasing one finger inside me, pushing in as I clamped down on him.
“Fuck.” He growled, and his demeanor changed. He seemed to finally stop whatever it was he had been fighting within himself, and let his alpha side take over. He looked absolutely ravenous as he let go of my hands, reaching down to pull my skirt completely off and then rip my panties to shreds, not waiting to remove them properly. His thick cock was already out, and he didn’t even have his pants pulled halfway down. I didn’t care.
“Fuck me .” I whined, giving him an order for once - one he couldn't resist.
Liam’s green eyes were so dark they looked black. He stared down, pushing his hard cock into me with one long thrust as a low, animalistic growl erupted from him. My hands were grabbing at him, my own sanity barely holding on as I nearly went feral at the feeling of him inside of me for the first time. All the build up tension, all the secret fantasies I’d had of him, all the pining and longing his scent had caused, and now I finally had what I’d been craving this whole time. The fact that he was supposed to be my adversary was now so far back in my brain I didn’t even register it. There was only me, and him, in this vehicle, which was now rocking with the momentum of his thrusts.
Liam was wild with hunger, using his body to push into me so much that I thought we might damn near turn the SUV on its side. I was so wet with slick that I could hear each of his thrusts as he slammed into me. I matched him equally, using my hips to meet his as I urged him deeper into me, my thighs clenched around his waist. Each stroke was like a mini orgasm, satisfying the deep need to have my mate in me. I’d imagined this from the moment I saw his body in the sauna, and memorized every line of his chest. I’d imagined what he would feel like in me, but nothing prepared me for how good it actually felt. It was even better than in my fantasies.
Liam fucked me like a starved beast, and I loved every second of it. Our hands were a tangled maze as we felt every inch of each other that we could, soaking up the touches we had deprived of each other all this time. Liam didn’t kiss me, but he did continue to leave love nips all over my body, not deep enough to break skin, but enough to make me yelp with pleasure with each one.
The feelings built up inside me quickly. It was hard not to feel an orgasm come on when I was looking at a man who was built like a Greek God, flooded with his amazing scent and filled with his phenomenal cock. Liam was glistening with sweat, his skin flushed as I started gasping. “I’m gonna come.” I managed to say, and my words were barely out before he looked at me with a flash of vulnerability, just for a moment. Then he let out a low moan as I felt his knot swell. I wrapped my arms around him, rocking as the knot grew to an uncomfortable size within me, but striking all the best nerves as I felt myself lock down around him.
When he came, I did too - my vision blacking out temporarily before seeing fireworks behind my eyes as the blood rushed back into my head.
When the stars finally faded, I looked up at Liam. He was on top of me, and we were now locked together for at least a half hour. Both of us took a moment to catch our breath, the post orgasm senses finally coming back to us. We looked at one another, and I was the first to speak.
“So…. what now?”