Once Rejected, Twice Desired (Book 1 of Blue Moon Series)
Once Rejected, Twice Desired Chapter 40

Xander

POV

I had made myself a promise that if Francesca ever did anything to hurt Alaia again, I would peel her flesh from her bones. It looked like it would soon be time to make good on that promise.

After Matt and Kade finished filling me in on what had happened while I was in the coma, the doctor came in and checked me over. Besides being a bit weak, I was otherwise perfectly healthy, which absolutely shocked him. Hearing how close to death I was really showed me just how powerful and incredible my little mate was.

I made a call to my mom, letting her know that I was all right and that I would see her tomorrow. I didn't want any more interruptions tonight, and I knew that if I didn't make that call, she'd be camped out at my bedside until I was released.

It was just me and my little one now, making me realize how much I had missed our alone time. I scooted over in my bed and pulled Alaia in to lay in front of me. Her little body molded to mine perfectly; she was home for me.

My hand came around to rest on her belly when I asked, "Have you told anyone about the pregnancy yet?"

"No, just Aaron, Kade, and Matt right now. We didn't know what the outcome would be with you, and it just didn't seem appropriate to announce something like this to the pack without you."

"That was a possibility, though, wasn't it? Having to make the announcement on your own?"

"It was. But it was one I chose to ignore. I didn't want to celebrate a new life when we didn't know if you would be able to keep yours. It just seemed selfish."

"There is nothing selfish about you, Alaia. You are the most generous person I've ever known. Matt told me what you did for them when you guys thought I was gone. If you were selfish, you wouldn't have bothered with trying to take the pain from them, but you did. You're an angel, and you deserve all the happiness in the world."

Alaia chuckled, then said, "When you put it that way, maybe I will announce the pregnancy soon."

"My mom is going to go insane when she replaces out. You thought she was intense before? She's been begging me to give her a grandpup since I turned eighteen!"

I felt Alaia shiver, which made me laugh.

"Don't worry, little one. I'll protect you." I leaned down, and after pulling her hair away from her shoulder and neck, I placed a kiss on her mark.

I had missed the feeling of her body reacting to mine, and it instantly filled me with lust and need. My tongue began to lick circles around her neck, in between small bites and sucking.

I heard her let out a soft moan that pushed me over the edge.

I spun her around to face me and engulfed her mouth in a searing kiss. I bit down on her lower lip; then, when her lips parted at the sensation, I explored every corner of her delicious little mouth. She was the sweetest candy, and I was addicted. I could never have enough of her, no matter how hard I tried.

She finally pushed back for a much-needed breath.

The sight of her chest rising and falling as she filled her lungs made my mouth water more. I reached down and ripped her thin T-shirt off her body, leaving her beautiful round breasts spilling out of her bra and exposed to me. I brought my hands up and cupped each one. "They are bigger and heavier," I said, almost in awe.

"Yes, and a bit sore today, so be a little careful with them, okay?"

Gently, I reached behind her and undid the clasps of her bra before removing it and throwing it to the ground. My eyes traveled lower to her tiny bump; it was so perfect. I placed kisses along her neck and collar bone, and down to each b****t, gently sucking and teasing her sensitive n*****s before my lips moved farther south to land on her belly. I kissed every square inch of that golden caramel skin that would soon be stretched tight to hold the life I had placed there. I put my ear to her skin and just listened. With my amplified hearing, I hoped I could hear my pup moving around in there.

Instead, I felt a small thump right at my cheekbone. I couldn't help but look up at Alaia and smile. This was the happiest moment of my life.

"You're invading little bean's space. That was their gentle way of letting you know."

"Little bean?"

She shrugged a shoulder.

"Matt called the baby that the day they found me. It just kinda stuck."

I chuckled at that, then got back to the business at hand. I ran my hands up and down Alaia's body, just wanting to feel her warm, soft skin. When I reached her hips, I hooked my fingers into the waistband of her pants before slowly dragging them off. I sat back and drank her all in; to call her perfect wouldn't do justice to the sight before me. She was everything I had ever wanted and more. I brought my face to her neck again and hovered my lips above her mark, taking a long deep breath.

At the same time, she reached up and ran her fingers across my mark, sending a bolt of pleasure straight to my already throbbing d**k. "I've marked you; now I can tease you just as bad as you can tease me, Daddy."

I had never wanted or needed her more. I stood by the bed and stripped off all my clothes. I wanted her bare body against mine with nothing in between.

Before I could get back to the bed, though, Alaia had stood up and placed her small hand on my chest, pushing me back. "Sit," she commanded.

I raised an eyebrow at her. I had always been the one in control, and it looked like she was trying to take the reins here.

She returned the look and even folded her arms across her chest to look more intimidating. She actually looked adorable, but I wouldn't tell her that.

I took the few steps back before I sat in the chair she directed me to.

She then walked over and stood between my legs. "You've just woken up from a three-week-long coma. There will be no strenuous activity for you tonight." Before I could object, she had wrapped her hand around the head of my d**k and began to tug lightly. I let my head fall back against the chair as euphoria spread within me.

"Let me take care of you, okay, Daddy?" she whispered in my ear before flicking her tongue over my mark. She didn't wait for me to respond. She swiftly got down on her knees and took me down her warm tight throat.

"Ahh, s**t baby..."

She began to take long, slow strokes up and down my d**k, flicking out her tongue to rub the underside while massaging and playing with my balls. With her other hand, she wrapped her fingers as far around the shaft as she could and began to squeeze and twist, giving every part of my member the attention it craved.

She was driving me insane, and I loved it. I took the opportunity to pull her hair back so I could watch her work. With one hand, I held a firm grip on her curls, while the other was dug into the arm of the chair.

Tears were streaming down her face, mixing with the saliva flowing from her mouth and pooling at my crotch. She picked up her pace and began to hollow out her cheeks, creating an almost vice-like sensation on my shaft. "Baby, slow down... you're going to make me c*m."

But she didn't. She sped up even more, taking as much of me as possible down her throat.

The feeling of the head of my d**k brushing past that little ball at the back of her throat was enough to make me erupt. I held on to her head with both hands as my body spasmed and I pumped spurt after spurt of my seed into her hungry, waiting mouth.

Alaia never missed a beat; she continued to suck and lick and swallow everything I fed her without spilling a drop. When she had finally emptied me out, she slowly pulled me from her mouth, then used her tongue to clean me up. She stood between my legs and pulled her hair up before placing it in a bun, all while licking those plump, pink lips of hers.

Watching the way her body moved, doing just the most basic tasks made me hard all over again.

This was likely what she wanted because she proceeded to place one knee on either side of my hips and straddle me.

Our bodies were like magnets, instantly drawn to one another.

She held herself up and gently rotated her hips, causing the tip of my d**k to slide across her soaking slit.

There was nothing I wanted more than to pull her down and fill her up, but this was her show, and she was doing things her way. I placed my hands on her smooth hips, waiting for her next move. "Daddy?"

"Yes, little one?"

"Keep your hands on the arms of the chair, understand? If you move, then you will be punished."

Alaia was looking me right in the eye when she said this; she was taking the dom role, and I had to admit that I was loving seeing her like this.

I put my hands where she told me and said, "Yes, ma'am."

As soon as the words left my mouth, she slammed herself down on my lap, ripping a growl of pleasure from me. "Fuuuccckkk!"

"Do. Not. Move." She punctuated each word with a roll and drop of her hips. Alaia placed her hands on my chest for leverage and began to move so torturously slowly that I didn't know if I wasn't being punished already.

My knuckles were white from the grip I held on the chair. I shut my eyes and let my head fall back and roll. Alaia was killing me.

She raised a hand and grabbed a handful of my hair, then pulled my head up.

"Eyes open, Daddy. Look at me. Do not close them."

I had taught her well. A little too well, but I did as she said.

My eyes locked onto her golden-brown orbs while she continued to grind and rotate against me. "You're so beautiful when you're not in control, Daddy." She then began to lift herself higher and drop back down harder and faster, taking full deep strokes each and every time. This goddess then leaned back, propping her hands on my knees, making her breasts jut out toward me, begging for my attention.

She told me I couldn't move my hands, but she didn't say anything about the rest of me. I leaned forward and bit down on a deliciously swollen and perky n****e.

She hissed at the contact, and when I switched to gently sucking, I felt her clench down then drown my d**k with more of her sweet, sweet nectar.

Two could play this game, little one. The sound of skin slapping against skin, along with her moans, filled the room and made my d**k grow harder. I released her n****e and sat back, taking in the view in front of me.

I could see she was getting close to reaching her own climax, and took the opportunity to lift my hips from the chair, matching her thrust for thrust.

When she would grind her hips, I rolled mine. As she prepared to slide down my d**k, I'd thrust, meeting her halfway and increasing the pleasure tenfold.

"D-Daddy... you are being... so, so bad... I said... ahh mhmm!"

She was losing at her own game, and I loved watching her fall apart.

She began frantically bouncing now. Her hands were up on her head again, pushing her breasts into my face.

f**k the rules! I let go of the chair, took a firm grip on her hips, and slammed her down into me.

Alaia had to lean over and wrap her arms around my neck for support.

My hips were moving at an inhuman speed, making me drunk off the feeling.

Alaia dripped all down her thighs and soaked both me and the chair underneath her.

Her lotus began to spasm and tighten, and I knew just what needed to be done to push her over. I reached down between our slick bodies and pinched onto her blood-filled clit.

She screamed with pleasure, then out of nowhere, sunk her teeth into my mark.

My o****m tore through my entire body so fast, and hard it sucked the air from my lungs. All of my muscles spasmed at the same time, leaving me crippled in euphoria. White spots clouded my vision as I dumped load after load of my sticky white fluids inside her. After what seemed like forever, the o****m finally crested before fading away. My vision began to clear, and I took a much-needed deep breath.

Alaia was slumped against my chest, covered in beads of sweat. I pulled her head back so I could look at her. She had that after s*x glow that made me want to lick her clean then start all over again.

"You broke the rules, so I'm pretty sure I won that round," she breathlessly said to me.

I wrapped my arms around her back and stood up. Alaia's legs came around my waist as I carried her a few steps forward. I placed her on her feet, then spun her around and bent her over the bed. "Feet spread, shoulder-width apart. Keep your legs straight and hands on the bed. Understand, little one?"

She turned to look over her shoulder and looked me straight in the eye. "Yes, sir."

As I took a firm grip on her hips and positioned myself at her juicy, swollen entrance, I thought to myself, let's see who's going to win this round.