Sold To The Billionaire Alpha
Chapter 16

Orion returned as promised just as the sun was setting over the horizon in the distance. I could see it all unfold from the balcony. Magnus and I marvelled at it. The colours of the sky in this realm were so vivid. Orion spotted me on the balcony with Magnus. I turned to see his handsome features contorted with rage.

“What is she doing on that balcony, Magnus?” Bellowed Orion.

“Watching the sunset,” I said calmly, answering for the guard. I would not let Magnus bear the brunt of this.

“Come inside, now!” Orion said sharply.

I entered the bedroom serenely as though I was simply done with my sky-gazing. Magnus was behind me. I could feel his nervous energy.

“Alpha, I would never allow a repeat of…” said the young guard, trailing off, unsure of how to describe my suicide attempt.

Orion took a slow deep breath to cool his rage. He waved his hand to dismiss Magnus. The guard promptly followed the order, shutting the door on the way out, leaving me with the seething Alpha. Orion circled me like a predator zeroing in on his prey. His eyes never left me and mine never connected with him. I would not give him the satisfaction. I was furious and fatigued due to all of these injustices. I did not want to return to the cell though.

“How was your ride?” I asked, trying to keep my tone casual.

“Dull,” he said honestly.

“You seemed to love being with those girls earlier,” I reminded him.

“I love being with you. I tolerate those girls,” he corrected me.

“They’re infatuated with you,” I informed him.

“They were the same with Perseus before Rose came into the picture and they would be the same with any Alpha they could get their claws into,” he said, chuckling. “You’re keen to disobey me, standing on the balcony like that.”

“I was never explicitly told to not stand there neither was Magnus. He was told to watch me and he did just that. You’re keen to disrespect me flaunting those girls,” I snarled so venomously I surprised myself. He was rubbing off on me.

He smirked. “Do you wish them gone? Say it and it will be done,” he whispered, his eyes suddenly eager to please me.

I paused. What about the portal? I had put myself in a predicament now. “If I say what exactly?” I said, feigning bewilderment.

“Say why you want them gone and they will be sent away immediately,” he said simply.

The madness that had started seeping into me back in the cage at the Caro house reignited.

“Get rid of them,” I said softly before I could stop myself. “You belong to me. You are mine. It’s disgusting having them here. It’s embarrassing, all your nobles and servants saw you escorting them at the engagement party while I was doing servant work! How will they respect me when I become Luna if their Alpha teaches them to disrespect me?” I snapped.

I had shocked myself. I had not meant to say all of that. In a few short moments, I had pronounced him mine which insinuated that I was his. I had mentioned becoming Luna and needing respect from the staff as though I fully intended to stay here indefinitely.

Before I could correct any of this, Orion closed the distance between us, lifted me in his arms and pressed his lips urgently to mine. A fire erupted in my belly. My legs instinctively wrapped around his waist while his hands hoisted me up by gripping the backs of my thighs. I clung to his shoulders with my arms and eventually wrapped my arms around his neck as he explored my mouth with his tongue. He held me securely against him with one hand and moved the other to tangle in my hair, tilting my head upwards, granting him better access to my mouth. I m****d into his mouth, my body encouraging him. I felt myself moving backwards. Orion was walking towards the bed. My back felt the soft fabrics beneath me as he let me down, never removing his lips from mine. He positioned himself on top of me and between my legs, putting most of his weight on his arms which were at my sides.

I gasped for air, breaking our k**s, panting. He moved his mouth to my cheek, gently placing hot, open-mouthed k****s on the almost healed skin. He peppered my neck with those same k****s. He went lower. His hands pushed the soft, thin cloth of my nightgown upwards to reveal my calves, thighs and tummy. He was at my feet. He kissed the soles of my feet lovingly as he squeezed my ankles. I watched him as though entranced. He planted k****s along my ankles, calves, knees and thighs. I squirmed as his mouth rained k****s down on me. My core moistened itself in preparation for him. When he began to k**s my tummy his hands touched the hem of my hiked-up nightgown pushing it further upwards, revealing my bare breasts, the n*****s already taut. He yanked the gown off of me. I hugged myself to preserve my modesty. He finally stopped kissing me, reacting to me covering myself. He was over me, panting, his eyes lustful.

“You’re so beautiful. Don’t hide your body from me. It belongs to me,” he said, his voice husky.

He gently removed my arms so that he could look at my breasts. He kneaded them in his hands and I began to whimper. His thumbs traced circles over my n*****s. He took my left n****e in his hot mouth. I cried out, surprised by the sensation. s*x with my ex, my only point of comparison, had never been like this. It had been obligatory and mundane. The word s*x in my mind broke me out of my spell. Is that what was happening? Of course it was. I could not allow it. I allowed him to tease the right n****e with his tongue, making me soak my underwear. I panted waiting for the right moment to call a stop to this. He put his hand between my legs and felt the wet underwear, smirking. He was satisfied. He slid the garment down my legs and threw it on the floor. He parted my legs. Cold air tickled my warm sensitive area. I arched my back a little. He lifted my h**s effortlessly off the bed and placed a pillow under my bare behind so that my head was lower than my middle. My arms and legs were sprawled out, limp, like I was a rag doll.

“You smell so good,” he growled, his eyes shifting back and forth between blue and black as he tried to maintain control of himself.

It was now or never.

“Stop!” I said weakly as his mouth neared my entrance.

He straightened, sitting on his knees. His fingers gently caressed the outside of my entrance. I m****d in spite of myself. He removed his fingers and licked them, tasting me. I got up slowly until I was also on my knees facing him, panting.

“I can’t do this yet,” I pleaded. “You have a lot to prove to me,” I added, not even sure what I meant.

“Get rid of those girls,” I reminded him.

He got up swiftly without another word. He dressed soundlessly and left the room quietly. I showered, gently tracing the parts of me he had invaded, the rush of emotions making me blush. I dressed for Sunday dinner as finely as I had seen the Marys and Rose adorned at the party. I was surprised that he had left me alone. When I exited the room, I realised that was not the case. Magnus was just outside the door.

“Forgive me, my Lady, for not making my presence known, I figured you were readying yourself for the evening,” he said, offering me his arm. I took it and he led me to the finest dining room yet.

Crystal chandeliers illuminated the marble table set for just four despite its huge capacity. I smiled smugly at that. The centrepieces were again roses and orchids. I took a purple orchid and smelled it. It matched my ball gown and the amethyst studded headband I had put on. I was the first to arrive. Perseus and Rose came in, gleeful and giddy as was the norm for them these days. Rose seemed drunk. She again showed me her engagement ring as though she had never had the opportunity before. I admired it properly this time.

Alpha Orion entered in a black suit and black silk shirt with a smilier tie. I expected him to be furious with me or at least somewhat displeased but his eyes lit up when he saw me. He kissed my hand and bent down removing both heels so that he might k**s the soles of my feet. I was startled.

“Alpha?” I exclaimed.

“I don’t know who that is,” he chuckled, returning my heels gently to my feet as though I were Cinderella and he, my Prince Charming.

“Orion,” I whispered instead.

He smiled. “Yes,” he said softly, his deep voice warm and welcoming.

When he looked at me, his eyes were focused on my lips. I did not know what I wanted to say exactly.

“The Marys are gone,” he said, smiling slyly. Magnus had undoubtedly told him of our conversation in which I dubbed them “the Marys”. “As per your request,” added the Alpha.

Perseus and Rose, who were eavesdropping, looked quite amused. They did not seem to miss the Marys in the slightest. Orion picked up his spoon as the first course was served, a spicy smelling soup that made my mouth water. I stopped him before his spoon touched his lips. I brushed my fingers against his lips before grasping his chin instead. I brought his lips to mine.