Chapter Eleven
Deepa tried to calm her racing nerves as Ryan's car moved through the dark city streets. It was shocking how easily Axel managed to break down the door and force himself on her. If Ryan hadn't come, there was no telling what might have happened.
"You're okay now," Ryan murmured, keeping his eyes fixed on the road. "I won't let him touch you again."
Deepa nodded, anxiously clasping her hands in her lap. "Why...why is he always like that?"
Ryan sighed. "Axel was spoiled by the elders as a child. He was always told how great and fantastic he was going to be, so it gave him a warped view of reality."
"So he's an entitled sociopath?"
"Pretty much. When things don’t go the way that he wants, he soon resorts to violence. He's a bully and a coward. I'm sorry that you had to suffer through all of that."
"Thanks." Deepa leaned back in her seat, letting out a sigh. She could finally sleep in peace and not have to worry about a psycho sneaking into her room.
They pulled up in front of a cheap motel. There was a flickering neon sign out front and several cars parked haphazardly around the lot.
"The owner is one of us." Ryan climbed out of the car. "You should be safe here."
Deepa nodded, stepping outside.
Ryan took her hand and guided her into the building. They entered a small reception area that stank of wet dog. A middle aged man pulled out a key from behind the desk, giving it to Ryan without saying a word.
Ryan led Deepa into a hallway, passing several doors before stopping at one in the middle.
"Here we are." He unlocked the door and opened it for her.
Deepa walked inside, taking a moment to look around. The room was clean and well lit, with a double bed, a small TV, and a table with two chairs.
"The bathroom is through there." Ryan pointed to a closed door. "You can call the front desk if you need more towels."
"Thanks."
"Do you need anything?" he asked. "Some clothes or food?"
"No." She shook her head. "I'll be fine."
"Alright." He smiled. "I'll try and come by tomorrow night?"
"Wait." Deepa’s chest constricted with panic. "You're leaving?"
"Why?" Ryan curiously cocked his head. "Is that a problem?"
"I guess not," she muttered. "But...do you have to?"
Ryan laughed. "What's wrong? Are you scared of staying by yourself?"
"No," she huffed. "It's just...it's not easy being alone."
"Don't worry. I won't let anything happen to you."
Deepa's stomach did a somersault, her heart fluttering. She needed him to stay. How could she convince him to stay?
"Please," she said softly. "Please don't go."
"I don't think that's a good idea," Ryan murmured, his finger brushing along her cheek. "If I stay..."
"I don't care." Her fingers clutched the front of his shirt. "I want you to stay."
Ryan's eyes met hers, his fingers trailing down her throat. "But I have so many thoughts....so many.... questionable thoughts when it comes to you."
Deepa bit her lip. She could feel the heat radiating from Ryan’s body, and see the outline of his muscular chest. In the dim lighting, it was easy to imagine that he was Parker. That her boyfriend never died and that she wasn't a werewolf.
"Tell me," Deepa breathed. “Tell me about those thoughts.”
"I imagine you.." he whispered. "Naked and laying on my bed, begging me to taste you.”
Deepa swallowed. “And?”
“I press my lips to your pussy, licking you again and again until you cum hard, tugging my hair.”
Deepa felt a familiar jolt of need between her legs. “Oh.”
“They are such.” Ryan bit his lip. “Terrible thoughts. But I know that you don't want me. Please pretend that I didn’t say anything."
Deepa clenched his shirt. "What if I said that I do want you?"
Ryan's eyes darkened. His hands wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer, his mouth hovering over hers.
"Say it again," he breathed.
"I want you," she whispered, her eyes fixed on him.
Deepa knew that he wasn’t Parker, but he was the closest thing to her dead boyfriend that she was ever going to get.
Ryan's mouth crushed against hers, his tongue thrusting past her lips. His hands cupped her ass, lifting her up and carrying her towards the bed.
Deepa moaned, her legs wrapping around his waist. Her heart was racing, her body burning with desire.
Ryan laid her on the bed, his hands pulling her jeans down her legs. He pushed her panties to the side, his fingers exploring her wet folds.
Deepa gasped as his thumb found her clit, his fingers pumping inside her.
"Do you like that?" Ryan breathed, his mouth trailing kisses along her jaw.
"Yes," she moaned, her hips bucking against his hand.
Ryan pushed her t-shirt up, exposing her breasts, his tongue swirling around her nipple.
"Oh, fuck," Deepa moaned, her head falling back against the pillows.
Ryan pulled her t-shirt over her head, tossing it aside, his hands trailing down her sides, his fingers gripping her hips.
Deepa whimpered as he tugged her panties off, throwing them aside. He pressed his lips to hers, his hands cupping her ass, squeezing her flesh.
"Fuck me," she breathed, her hands slipping under his shirt, tugging it over his head. She drank in the sight of his muscular torso and well defined biceps.
Ryan groaned, his lips trailing kisses down her body. He gripped her thighs, spreading her legs, his tongue swiping along her slick pussy.
She gasped, her hands tangling in his hair, her back arching off the bed. It didn't feel as good as when Axel did it, but it was good all the same. Enough to ease the ache between her legs.
Ryan's tongue swirled around her clit, his fingers pumping inside her.
"Mmm..." Deepa moaned, her hips bucking against his face. "Oh...god..."
Ryan groaned, his mouth sucking on her clit, his fingers pumping faster.
"I'm gonna cum," she moaned. "Oh god, I'm gonna cum."
"Do it," he murmured. "Just let go."
Deepa cried out, her body shuddering, her pussy clenching around his fingers.
Ryan's mouth continued to devour her, his tongue swirling around her clit, his fingers pumping inside her until the sensation became too much and Deepa pushed him away.
"Are you alright?" he murmured.
"Yes," she said breathlessly, looking down at the tent in his pants.
Ryan grinned, removing the remains of his clothes, exposing his rock hard erection to her hungry gaze.
It was thick, glistening with pre-cum as Ryan reached down to stroke it. "I can't wait to feel you."
He pushed her knees apart, positioning himself between her legs. His cock brushed against her entrance, causing Deepa to gasp.
"Relax," he whispered, kissing her neck. "I'll be gentle."
"Okay," she breathed, her body trembling.
He slid inside her, his hips slowly rocking, his cock filling her inch by inch.
Deepa moaned, her nails digging into his back.
He bottomed out, his hips grinding against hers, his cock twitching inside her.
"Oh, fuck," she moaned.
"Are you okay?" he whispered, his hand cupping her cheek.
"Yes," she murmured, her legs wrapping around his waist.
Ryan groaned, his hips rocking against hers, his cock sliding in and out of her tight pussy.
"You feel amazing," he growled, his lips trailing kisses down her throat.
"So do you," she moaned, her fingers tangling in his hair.
Ryan thrust into her, his pace quickening, his body shuddering.
Deepa gasped, her nails digging into his back, her body arching off the bed. If she closed her eyes she could pretend that he was Parker. That it was Parker fucking her senseless instead of Axel's strange younger brother.
Ryan groaned, his hips pounding into hers, his body trembling as he tried to hold back his release.
"I'm so close," he murmured, his lips trailing kisses down her jaw. "I can't hold it."
"It's okay," she moaned, her body trembling.
Ryan growled, his hips bucking against hers, his cock slamming into her until he came with a groan, spilling his seed deep inside her.
He collapsed on top of her, his body shuddering, his breathing ragged.
"That was...incredible," he panted.
"It was," she murmured, her fingers stroking his back.
Ryan pulled out of her, laying beside her, his arm wrapping around her waist, his lips pressing to her temple.
Deepa relaxed into his embrace, trying to banish all stray thoughts of Axel from her mind.
She had a new life now, and she'd make certain that Axel would be nothing more than a distant memory.
To be continued in Mated to the Werewolf Villain 3!