Mated To The Cold Hearted Alpha
Chapter 53

Asher tossed the ping-pong ball directly into a waiting cup. Willow extracted the dare from beneath it. “Talk dirty to your mate for two minutes.”

I couldn’t help the g***n that slipped out and suggested, “Maybe it would be better to skip that one, and just drink.”

One of Hycinth’s eyebrows went up. She studied me, and then turned to Willow with a smirk, “I’m in.”

So that was it. She was going to kill me with a slow torture of arousal. F**k it. There were worse ways to die.

“Couches, gentlemen,” Brian instructed.

Hycinth made her way to me, brow furrowed as she worried her bottom l*p with her teeth. It was evident she was trying to decide what to say. I chuckled at her deep concentration. She didn’t have any experience, per se. Maybe this wouldn’t be the end of me, after all. Yeah, I could handle this.

She straddled my lap, facing me, and pressed close, her lips brushing my ear. I couldn’t help teasing, “Did you decide what you’re going to say?”

“Mm…hmm,” she whispered, her breath tickling my skin. “I missed you earlier.”

I tilted my head. She missed me? Where was she going with this? I asked softly, “When?”

“In the shower…”

Oh! That’s where she was going. F**k.

But since I was a glutton for punishment, I asked huskily, “What did you do?”

F**k me, if she didn’t nibble on my earlobe, pulling it gently, before replying, “I…touched myself.”

I couldn’t help growling, my arms reflexively tightening around her.

“I imaged your mouth…on me,” she continued breathily, her voice soft. “I wanted to know…what I tasted like, so I…put my fingers in my mouth.”

Yep. Rock-f*****g-hard once again. I g*****d.

The tone of her voice was hypnotic, capturing every fiber of my being. She whispered, “I want to know…what I taste like…after you’ve had your tongue inside me.”

F**k. F**k. F**k.

It had been way too f*****g long since I’d had s*x.

Thistruly was cruel and unusual punishment.

But she wasn’t stopping. Nope. She was f*****g relentless, her breath blowing in my ear as she whispered, “Will you do that? Will you put your mouth on me?”

“Every second of every day if I could,” I growled. “I’m going to feast on that sweet little p***y of yours.”

She m****d and rubbed her breasts against me.

“Is that a true story?” I rasped.

She was silent for a moment and then admitted softly, “Yes.”

My d**k twitched. I swallowed hard. “Did you come?”

She nodded, keeping her head tucked into my neck. I could feel her shyness and innocence through the bond. It was enough to drive me mad.

“Time’s up!” Brian’s voice broke through the ridiculous fog of desire in my head.

Once again, she shakily lifted, this time avoiding my eyes. But I wouldn’t let her pull away. Instead, I cupped her cheeks and forced her to look at me, murmuring, “I f*****g loved that story.”

She blushed but smiled at me brilliantly. I couldn’t help bringing her lips to mine and kissing her softly, before finally letting her go.

All three males hobbled back to the table.

I couldn’t have been more pleased when Willow sank her shot, and Asher pulled out a card that said, “Get ice poured down your pants…courtesy of your mate.”

“Oh yes. F**k yes…bring that on!” Ever demanded, his voice gruff. He sounded like he was in pain. From the look of him, no doubt, he was.

Brian handed each of the girls a large cup of crushed ice. When Hycinth reached me, I undid my belt and pants, making it easier for her. I was eager for relief. But she shocked the hell out of me when instead of immediately pouring the ice down my trousers, she reached her hand inside and palmed my c**k through my underwear. She gave me a quick stroke.

My eyes rolled back into my head. My voice so deep and guttural, I didn’t even recognize it, “That’s not helping, love.”

I opened my eyes to replace her biting her l*p mischievously, before unceremoniously dumping the entire cup of ice around my swollen c**k. I sucked in a sharp breath. The cold was jolting but welcome relief. Of course, now I was going to look like I’d wet my pants. Ah, who the f**k cared? I certainly didn’t.

I let the ice do its job for a minute and then wiggled until most of it fell out the bottom of my trousers. When my gaze met Hycinth’s again, she was still smirking wickedly, clearly aware of the trauma she’d happily put me through. Okay, I see. So, my little mate was less like a mouse, and actually more like a little vixen.

From behind me, Ever swore, “F**k that’s cold.”

I turned to replace he had wet spots on both the front and back of his pants. Apparently, Gwen had shared the ice equally.

She snorted from across the table, “Is your a*****e frozen, baby?”

“Cute,” he glared at her as he stepped forward, grasped the little ping-pong ball and chucked it across the table. It landed in an open cup. His lips curled up. “Enjoy, baby.”

She lifted the red solo cup to her lips and drank it down, still grinning at him. She then lobbed the ball back in our direction, landing it effortlessly in an open cup. The girls squealed in success. Gwen stuck her tongue out at Ever.

“Keep making me promises,” he growled as he downed the drink.

It was back to my turn. However, before I released the shot, something fell from Willow’s hand, and she purred, “Oh look, Hycinth, you dropped your napkin.”

Hycinth’s head swiveled around to see what she was talking about. When she saw the napkin on the floor, she flashed me a dirty little smile. And then proceeded to bend at the knees, and grabbed the napkin. But rather than bringing her torso and head up first, she remained bent over and straightened her legs, flashing me a perfect view of her a*s and p***y. Her panties were black, but with my Wolf vision, it wasn’t hard to miss how wet they were. F**k, she could be shy. But she could also be bold as hell.

On another day, that tactic might have thrown me off, but not today, because I had only one goal in mind now. To get her out of there-as quickly as damn possible. I released the ball. It landed in an open cup. She pouted that her diversion was not successful, and drank down the beer. Yet again, she returned the favor, and I ended up drinking as well.

Brian recapped before Asher began his turn, “Great game, players. Gentlemen have eight points against them. Ladies currently have five.” He gave Asher a nod to go ahead. Asher tossed the ball, landing it in one of the cups with a dare. Willow pulled it out and inhaled sharply before reading it out loud, “Submit to a body shot from your mate.”

Oh, my ears perked up. I’d been ready to leave, but this particular dare might just give me the edge I needed to pay Hycinth back for her s****l torment. I kept my expression smooth and disinterested, not revealing how much I wanted her to agree to the challenge. The girls conferred amongst each other, occasionally glancing over their shoulders at us, and then separated.