Bride of the Cursed Alpha - Chapter 33: Chapter 33

Lucien POV
God, this woman would be the death of me.
I picked up the dildo from her lap and kept it on the side. “I plan to give it to you on our wedding night,” I said as I stared at her intensely. “And you don’t use it on your feet.”
I had bought a dildo for her because I didn’t want to penetrate myself inside her even though my wolf was clawing inside me to claim her fast. He wanted to knot inside her like yesterday and it was taking all my self-control to stop myself from not pouncing on her and claiming her, rutting her until I fucked her minds out. But in the back of my mind I knew she was fragile. If I knotted inside her, she could break or bleed. Hell, the thought of breaking her, making her bleed was unbearable. And so I ordered a dildo to pleasure her, to make her ready for me. To give her all the pleasure that I’d deny her. For her safety. Honestly, I didn’t know why I felt like this about her. She wasn’t even my mate.
Auren blushed and then blinked at me innocently. "You don’t use it on your feet?"
I dragged a rough hand down my face, inhaling sharply. "No," I said in a strained voice.
She pursed her lips. "Oh. Then where do you use it?"
My entire body jerked like a bolt had hit it, and my eyes snapped to hers, as my wild wolf tried to break free from me. My eyes flashed golden and my nostrils flared as I took a slow, deep breath because I was seconds away from losing whatever was left of my patience.
Then, very slowly, my gaze dropped—down, down—to her feet. Fuck, she had the most beautiful feet and I think I immediately developed a foot fetish.
"You like it on your feet?" I asked, my voice was dangerously low as I dropped in front of her on one knee.
She nodded, wiggling her toes. "It tingles."
I let out another growl, deeper this time, as my wolf clawed to be near her. If I let him out, she’d probably shriek and bolt. Remus was a tall, battle-hardened beast—capable of tearing through a dozen wolves without breaking a sweat. And in front of this timid omega, he turned into a damn pup—purring, eager to nuzzle her, his tail practically wagging inside me. He was overly enthusiastic in her presence, fiercely protective and possessive as hell. I didn’t know what had gotten into him, but given the chance, he’d never leave her side.
But before I could process what was happening, my large hand suddenly grabbed her ankle. My wolf was close—too close. Pushing him down was hard and the tension in my body was reaching limits. My breathing had turned harsh, ragged.
She gasped. “Alpha Lucien!”
“Yes?” My gaze burned into her. I didn’t yank her forward—no, instead, I dragged my thumb slowly, firmly, over the arch of her foot. I didn’t know what I was doing, but touching her like this was not in my control. It felt natural even as I avoided the tingles spreading in my body. I couldn’t control my body’s reaction toward Auren.
A strangled sound left her throat. “Oh!”
My lips parted slightly as I watched her reaction. It was the best porn. My private porn. "Sensitive, huh?" I ran my finger to her thumb and then with my breath lodged in my throat, I opened my mouth to suck her toe.
She yanked my foot back, heat crawling up her neck. "I—I should go to bed."
"With my—" I exhaled sharply through my nose, "—with that thing?"
She nodded quickly, picking it up and hugging the purple contraption to her chest.
I ran my tongue along my teeth and fangs that had slipped out a little. "No," I smirked.
She gawked at me. "Why not?" Her hands were trembling and her juices leaked out because I caught the smell and my nostrils flared again. Was she even aware of her needs? Fuck. I wanted to take my nose to the apex of her thighs and smell her arousal. My wolf pranced, eliciting this response from her.
"Because, little doe," I leaned in, voice rough, dangerous, "I don’t share my toys."
I think her stomach flipped.
I reached out, my fingers brushing the toy in her arms before plucking it effortlessly from her grip.
"Run along," I said darkly, my eyes hooded, my intention wicked. "Before you make me lose my mind."
She didn’t need to be told twice. She bolted out of the room, her heart pounding.
My hands still tingled where I had touched her.
And the worst part?
Now I’d never be able to sleep. Not until she was in my room, beside me. How was I going to spend the next three nights without her? I watched my little wolf rush out of my room with a beautiful blush. Once she closed the door, I thumped my head on my bed. “Damn it!” I muttered.
Remus urged, ‘Go to her. Rut her.’
‘No.’
‘I need her. Rut her. Claim her.’
Fuck. My wild, tamed wolf had suddenly spiraled into savage waters. So many years he never showed this strange obsession toward any female, but with Auren he was going insane. I took deep breaths to tamper him and then walked inside my bathroom. I needed a long cold bath because my cock—the fucker was also as wild as my wolf. It had fucking developed its own mind.
Auren’s scent of sweet warm apples wrapped around me. Before I knew I was beneath a cold shower. Fuck. It felt so good when the cold water sluiced down my heated body. Images of Auren and her feet lingered in my mind and I grabbed my cock. “Auren. Auren. Auren,” I muttered as I started stroking my cock. I closed my eyes and imagined how I would take her. There would be no surface in the house that I wouldn’t take her on. Every fucking surface was going to be coated in her scent. Everyone would know that she belonged to me.
At the thought of that, a growl ripped from my mouth. I started stroking myself hard. Images of the upper swells of her breasts flooded my mind. I needed her so badly that my mind was clouded with thoughts of her. She had slowly overtaken my senses, my wolf and I were so ready to be destroyed, ruined by her.
My breath turned shallow as the head of my cock swelled and then with a roar, I shot my load on the tiles in front of me. Arcs of my cum, which I imagined were falling on her beautiful body.
I couldn’t wait to get married to her.