TAMING THE PLAYBOY ALPHA - Chapter 66: Chapter 66

: KISS ME
FREYA'S POV:
I sniffle, rubbing against my sore, wet eyes with the sleeves of my shirt.
The slight abrasion burns the tender skin under my eyes but having red puffy eyes is the least of my worries right now.
Even with the small movement, my arm trembles from the previous trauma.
Every time I make the mistake to close my eyes, I can feel him holding me down against my will, the horrible stench of his scent nauseating my wolf and that sinister grin on his face.
Then disgust and rage overcomes me again, and I wish I could go back in time only briefly, to do more than rip out a small chuck of his lips.
Clawing his eyes out would be more suitable for a scum like him.
I laugh at myself.
Who am I kidding, trying to act all tough?
Even now, I'm crawled into a small human ball in the corner of this empty lab room in school, waiting for Silas to return from wherever he had gone to.
I would leave but he had told me to wait for him. And I didn't want to be alone - not right now.
The double doors pull open and I'm on my feet instantly, relieved to see Silas walking in.
He makes long strides to me, stopping right before me.
Before words can leave my lips, he picks me up with ease, wrapping my legs round his hips, and walks up to the front of this empty class room.
I don't protest already used to him picking me up without permission.
The close proximity between us calms me even more.
He drops me right on the large desk infront of the room used by the teacher.
Panic fills me again once I sense he's about to pull away and leave me again, and I begin shivering against my will.
My legs wrapped around him, refusing to unknot themselves.
He notices my fretting and leans forward, dropping a soft kiss on my forehead whilst gently caressing my cheek till my nerves relax.
"Shhh." He coos softly. "I'm not going anywhere."
It's only with a few more seconds of this gesture that my body relaxes and my legs unknot behind him.
He rewards me with another kiss on my forehead, which I lean into this time, simply for the comfort it gives me.
I feel relaxed again and my anxiety melts away, replaced by fatigue that weighs on my muscles, making me feel drowsy.
He pulls out a damp hanky and begins rubbing out the dried up blood on my face while I rest my head onto his large palm that holds up my head in place.
"They're all talking about me, aren't they?" I mutter tiredly.
I don't expect them not to.
Everyone had seen me bloodied and had pro ly seen Norman as well. They were sure to begin taking sides soon as well.
I wonder what the new gossip would sound like tomorrow, what it would grow into eventually.
What would be of my school reputation afterwards?
It's funny to think a month ago, I had thought that the worst possible gossip I didn't want was being labeled as the Alpha Prince's new thing.
So much had really changed since that first day at my dream school. A whole lot, actually.
Some, I would never take back...
Some, I wish I could change.
I can only laugh at it all, too exhausted to cry.
"Do you think they're going to call me Shark girl, or Bloody Mary? I would prefer Carrie though." I joke.
"No one's going to call you anything. If they dare, they'd have me to contend with." Silas states plainly, focusing on cleaning me up.
Though even after wiping out the blood on my face, my shirt and pants still had much of it.
I need a change of clothes.
"Where did you go to earlier?" I question just as he drops the red stained hanky aside.
"Somewhere. To take care of things." He responds curtly again, gently swooping my from my face.
ack a away
"Does this thing you took care of involve... him?" I avoid mentioning his name.
Silas watches me blankly for a second, before nodding.
"He won't bother you again."
"Hmm." I can only muster the sound at the back of my throat.
Normally, this would be the point I nag at him for taking care of my own shit, like I'm a weakling, and butting into my business.
But I don't.
Maybe I am weak.
Whatever I am, I don't want to handle this on my own.
"I'm too powerless to handle it anyway." I say, sounding too dejected.
I wanted it to sound like a joke but tears unwilling gather in my eyes again.
He frowns, watching me.
"I'm not going to apologize for destroying that piece of shit in the worst possible way." He growls lowly.
"I know you won't." I respond.
Low key, I'm grateful that he did because whatever I would have wanted done to him, wouldn't be half as bad as what Silas probably did to him anyway.
I lean into Silas' palm that cups the side of my face, sighing in relief. I stare into his silver eyes that watch me wordlessly.
We stay there like that for seconds that feel endless and infinite.
Comforting silence that is much more than I need right now, coupled with the therapeutic warmth of his skin.
I know I'm going to be okay.
I choose to lose myself in this infinite world between us right now, and forgo every apprehension and logic that binds me from what I want.
"Kiss me." I whisper lowly.
All caution goes into the wind.
His eyes flicker gold briefly before his lips fall onto mine with much haste.
I don't know how much I've needed the feel of his warm tender lips before they crash onto mine with burning need.
The heat pours into my skin, rushing through every nerve of my body and drawing forth goosebumps. The flaming desire rushes down to my core, igniting an intense ache that rocks my world and forces a moan from my lips.
He growls from the sound I make, coming closer and forcing my body against his.
Just like that, the little space between us is gone.
I wrap my legs behind him, drawing him even closer and pressing my throbbing cunt right onto his already hard member.
This draws an even louder moan from my lips, just from the shock it sends to my brain.
He nibbles on my lower lips, grinding his hips into mine, almost as hard as he holds me to him, sucking my tongue into his mouth and switching to my lips again.
"Silas..." I moan in between the kiss.
My hips automatically on their own, grinding back against his, sliding up and down his hard wood despite the layers of fabric between us. Suddenly, I want all barriers between us to be gone.
The hands holding me to him slide down my back slowly to my front, cupping my left breast firmly. I squirm from the tiny shock of pleasure shooting into my brain and swirling my already foggy mind. He squeezes them hard with his palm before tracing his finger tips to the center, right on my nipple, squeezing hard on.
The pain mixed with addictive pleasure makes my back arch deeper into him. "No..." I try to mutter. "No... what?" He asks, biting on my lips.
He pulls on my nipple again, swirling the nub between his fingers despite my bra in the way. "Tell me what you want." He says against my lips. My mind drowns in pleasure, unable to form a word that makes even a bit of sense right now. He lets go of my nipple and I sigh disappointedly. But he chuckles at my reaction, pulling away from my lips briefly.
I clutch unto his arm desperately, thinking he's leaving me again but he leans into me again, nibbling onto my ear. Sucking and licking the sensitive lobe of my ear.
My body shivers automatically.
"Silas..."
"That's right, baby. Tell me what you want..."
His lips moved down my neck, sucking the skin and leaving a trail of heat and sparks in its wake.
He pulls on my hard nipple again with much more force than before.
"I-I want..."
He bites onto the edge of my collar bone, sucking on the sore flesh.
"I want you." I finally say the words at the tip of my tongue. "Where do you want me?"
"I-Inside."
I feel his smirk on my skin. Before I can wonder what he's going to do next, his hands slides into my pants, pushing my panties to the side.
A finger goes into my dripping cunt.
I half scream, half moan, clutching tightly onto him.
He rumbles gutturally suddenly.
"Fuck."