The Mate He Hates

Amanda’s POV

“You can’t die. I don’t want you to die!” Those pleading words echoed in my head as I slowly opened my eyes. I blinked my eyelashes as it took me a few seconds to recognize where I actually was. I recognized the woman seated before me as the healer who healed me in the cell, and then I noticed Alpha Edward’s aunt standing beside the healer.

“You are awake,” the healer sounded relieved, and out of curiosity, my eyes moved around the room and met those of Alpha Edward, who was leaning against the wall.

I gulped in fear as I recalled what had happened. Unable to hold his gaze, I looked away and inspected my wounded chest, only to realize the injury was gone. My eyes went down to my wounded leg, and I realized it was also healed; even the bandages were gone, and all that was left was a tiny invisible mark.

“You gave me a hard time healing you. How were you able to resist my abilities?” The healer asked, and I looked up at her. “Resist your healing abilities?” I asked, confused by her words.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

“Yes, I tried healing you, but you were preventing me,” she said, and I furrowed my brow. “I don’t understand what you are saying,” I responded, confused by her claims.

“I want to be left alone with her,” Alpha Edward demanded, and I gulped in fear. My eyes met with the healer, and she gave me a comforting smile before standing to her feet. Panicked and restless, I watched the two women leave, leaving me alone with Alpha Edward.

“How dare you?” He asked as he tried approaching me, but I quickly jumped out of bed and tried to run away. But, he was swift to grab me, pinned me to the wall, and lifted both of my hands above my head. Our faces were so close, and my heart raced with fear at the thought of what he was going to do to me.

“How dare you try to kill yourself?” He asked through gritted teeth, his eyes glowing with anger. “Who gave you the right to take your life?” He yelled in my face, and my knees shook with fear. I would have fallen if not for his grip.

“You belong to me! I own you. I only have the right to take your life,” He muttered, and those words of his angered me.

“I don’t belong to you. You don’t own me!” I yelled back at him, not minding the circumstances of my words.

His brow furrowed, and his eyes glowed with anger. “Really?” He asked through gritted teeth, but I didn’t give a response. “Let’s see about that,” unexpectedly, he lifted me from the floor and made me sit on the desk. He yanked away the dress I was wearing, tearing it off my body and tossing it to the floor. My heart raced as he went for the hook of my bra, unclamped it, and took it off my chest. He didn’t waste a second to tear off my underwear, leaving me totally naked.

I gulped in fear as his eyes locked with mine. “Now, I will show you who owns you,” he threatened and parted my thighs. My thighs shook as I felt his finger invading my pussy, and before I could react, he slid his finger in, and I gasped.

“Look at me,” he demanded, and I was forced to look at him. Our eyes locked as he began fondling his finger inside me, and soon he added another finger, and I gasped, our gaze still interlocked.

“Now, who do you belong to?” He asked as he shoved his fingers deeply inside me.

“No one!” I responded and heard him groan. He fingered me aggressively, and I gasped with discomfort.

“Who do you belong to?” He asked again.

“No…” my words were cut short when he unexpectedly slammed his lips against mine. My eyes widened, and I tried to pull away, but his lips were tightly pressed to mine, and he wasn’t letting go. His fingers shoved inside my pussy while he bit my lips, forcing me to involuntarily open my mouth for him to invade. This was my first kiss, and I never imagined it this way.

He kissed me roughly and hungrily, invading every part of my mouth. He sucked my tongue, my lips, and every part of my mouth, but I didn’t respond or kiss him back.

I heard him groan and broke the kiss. His green, piercing eyes were filled with anger, hatred, and lust. He leaned closer to my neck and began placing kisses there while he rubbed his fingers in my pussy. “Ahh!!” That came out as a moan to me, unknowingly. My moan must have triggered him because he moved his fingers faster inside me, and I gasped.

Moving away from my neck, our gaze interlocked. “Who do you belong to?” He asked, but I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of hearing what he wanted.

“No one!”

Grunting, he took his fingers out of me and went for the zip of his jeans. As my heart raced, I watched as he pulled down his jeans alongside his underwear, revealing his massive dick to me. My heart skipped; it was the first time I was seeing his dick and, goodness, I was right when I imagined it to be eight inches.

He didn’t give me a chance to think when he parted my thighs wider and held his dick. At first, he was slow when he thrust inside of me, and the moment he was entirely in, I gasped; his length was too big that I felt my pussy walls clamp against it.

My eyes met with his, and we stared into each other’s eyes. I don’t know what he was thinking as he held my gaze, but I noticed the anger in his eyes had died down, and it was replaced by something I couldn’t place.

Unexpectedly, he crashed his lips into mine, begging for access to go in, and voluntarily, I opened my lips for him. He kissed me hungrily and began thrusting. I groaned in between the kiss and felt him move faster as his two hands grabbed my boobs and squeezed them.

The kiss was quick as he broke it and held my gaze. “Who do you belong to?” He demanded but got no response from me.

My silence triggered him, and he increased his pace as he squeezed my nipples, causing me to whine in discomfort. “Who do you belong to?” He demanded and still got no response from me.

Again, my silence angered him, and he increased his pace, his fingers squeezing my nipples. I exclaimed and gasped at the effect of his thrusts, but he increased it more that I felt the table would break due to the impact of his thrust.

“Who do you belong to?” He demanded, his thrust faster than ever. I knew I would pass out if I didn’t give him what he wanted.

“Who?”

“You!” I choked on my words.

“Say it again!” He demanded, his thrust getting harder.

“I belong to you. I’m yours Alpha Edward,” I cried out and heard him moan.

“Again,” he demanded, his grip on my boobs getting softer.

I belong to you, Alpha Edward,” I gasped as he sealed our lips together. I opened my mouth, allowing him to have his way. But this time, the kiss was gentle and tender. It felt like he wasn’t the one kissing, but rather, I was being kissed by someone else. He moaned between the kisses, and his thrusts became slower, rhyming with the pace of his kiss. He kissed so perfectly that for a second, I forgot everything around me and responded to the kiss. I kissed him back, moaning and wanting more of his lips. I wasn’t a good kisser, but he sure was, and I couldn’t stop myself from moaning as we deepened the kiss.

Suddenly, he broke the kiss and pulled out of me. “Fuck!” he groaned, beginning to stroke his dick as he poured his seed on the floor. This was the third time he had fucked me, but this was the first time he had released. He kept groaning as he released his cum, while I just watched, not believing what had just happened.