Chapter One Hundred and Sixty One
A party?
I might not be good at handling situations like these, but I didn’t think throwing a party was the way to go about it.
“A party?” Axel questioned, asking the exact question that had been on my mind. I was glad to see that I wasn’t the only one who saw this as strange.
“Yes, a party,” Thane responded.
“Alpha, I mean no disrespect but have you gone nuts?” Axel questioned
“Offense taken. I would prefer it if you could start up the preparations.”
“That isn’t a wise choice; a party is the last thing we need. I am your beta, and I have every right to advise you if you go wrong, and this is very wrong.
“Perhaps you should have considered this when you decided to keep Beatrix’s deeds secret.”
Axel was immediately silenced.
“Stop this now, the both of you. Thane, I had asked Axel–begged him to keep that a secret. Are you telling me you wouldn’t do the same?” I questioned, but he gave no answer. I spoke on, “A party is not a wise choice, but if you have other reasons behind this then that would make it more reasonable”
“I would go prepare things for this ‘party,” Axel said before walking away. He seemed mad. The moment he let Thane turn to me.
“A party sounds silly, doesn’t it?” he asked with a smirk.
I couldn’t shrug this feeling away; there was something different in his eyes; in the way he stared at me, I couldn’t make it out.
“I trust you to make the right decision,” I replied instead; his gaze on me was long and… wistful.
The moment we entered back into our room, Thane held me against the wall. My heart slammed in my chest. It had been so long since he stared at me like this; it had been so long since he looked this needy–well not exactly very long but it felt like it. He kissed me gently; that was very unlike Thane. He took his time, my legs wrapped involuntarily around his hips. He kissed my neck, and my head fell to the side, leaving my neck exposed. He trailed hot kisses on the exposed area.
He slowly undid the upper part of my dress; his huge hands cupped my sizable breasts, and I moaned; his lips teased my nipples, causing a pool of wetness to settle in my core.
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“Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?” He questioned, and I nodded. “I’d like to remind you again; you are beautiful inside and out, and you would always be worth it,” he says the last part silently to himself.
“Sometimes when I look at you, you feel so surreal; even after all these months, the feeling that I could wake up to discover it was all a dream never fades away,” I admitted, and he paused his soft intimate caresses, I missed his touch already..
“You are strong and independent, and you proved that today; don’t let anyone break you, not even me,” he says. I nodded.
He returned back to my nipples; his teeth teased me, and I moaned out his name; he helped me out of my dress. He carried me to the bed and placed me down. He spread my legs and settled between them, supporting himself with his elbows. He laid slightly over me. His eyes met mine and he stared at me like I would do to him; it was that stare I gave him when I was afraid he would fade away.
His eyes never left mine, even as his hands disappeared into my panties.
I felt a flicker on my clit, and I moaned, biting into his arms. I drew blood, but he didn’t complain; rather, he seemed turned on. Another flick on my clit, and he slowly fell into a rhythm. Everything about Thane tonight was different; he wasn’t going as hard as he loved to; he was actually the opposite, taking his time as if… as if this was all the time he had with me.
His touch alone had brought me to my climate, but even after then I needed more; I wanted to feel him, and he knew that. He helped me off my pants.
“Are
but you ready?” he questioned, and I nodded. I had expected his full thrust into me, again, he didn’t do his usual; he had slowly thrusted into me, going deeper with every thrust. My whole body trembled with pure need and desire, one that only he could satisfy.
Thane’s Hand cupped my breast as he thrusted into me. I kissed his chest, moaning out hist name over and over again. He parted my legs wider, careful not to touch my ankle, and then he drove into me, a bit harder. I could feel myself building up, and with another thrust, I shattered, moaning out his name one more time
Different. Everything seemed different.
