Blah blah blah and there's sexual content ahead :)
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Devon's POV
I've fucked up many times in my life.
But I never imagined that the women I fxcked with would come hurling back into my life.
So as Jenny stands in front of me, purposefully showing me her cleavage, my mind swirls with all types of questions.
"Jenny, what're you doing here?" I grit through my teeth.
"Ouch. Anyways, I come here everyday in the evenings to help your mom cook dinner. I'm just showing how a good Luna I can be." She says, walking up to me.
"You are no longer in the slot to be a Luna. I broke up with you." I challenge, stepping up to her.
"But I haven't and I don't think that your mom has either." She smirks.
"Listen you-"
"Devon! Dinner will be ready in a few minutes!" Mom shouts from the kitchen.
"Okay mom!" I say, glaring at the woman in front of me.
"Oh, dinner's almost ready? I usually leave by now but..." she places her hand on my chest. "I think I'll stay a bit longer so I can get my treat."
"You want a treat, go suck your own dick." I growl. She winks at me, coming to my ears.
"No, I prefer to suck yours." She walks through the front door and I grit my teeth.
I usually would fall to my knees for the bitch, but now, my skin crawls just at the thought of her touching me.
There's only one person I want to touch me. Only one person I can never get enough of.
And that was Delilah.
My one and only mate.
Delilah's POV
"Devon is so lucky to have you." Sylvia says to me.
"What makes you say that?" I wipe my hands in the cloth after placing the vegetables on the table.
"Oh please. He's so happy. And the way he looks at you like...ugh. I just want to pinch his cheeks." She sighs dreamily. I shake my head at her adoringly.
"Well, if you say so. Can I go and wash my hands?"
"Sure dare. Thank you so much helping me." She smiles. "Now go hurry and wash up, I want you to taste my pasta." She says, smiling cheekily. For a grown woman, she sure acted like a child.
"Okay." I chuckle.
I head out of the kitchen and in hopes of finding the bathroom but then I realised that this is a mansion.
And now I'm fxcking lost.
Oh shit-
I gasp when a hand grabs me, locking me inside a dark room.
"What the fxck-" Lips meet mine, silencing me and I melt, knowing exactly who my kidnapper was.
"Finally alone." Devon's low voice mumbles. I shiver when I feel him wrap his arms around my waist.
"Why is it dark in here?" I whisper. I place my hands on his chest when I feel him draw closer to my face.
"Because its better that way." I could basically see his smirk despite the place being dark. "I can get to do whatever I want to you."
"Wha-What are you going to do to me?" I say nervously, my breathing picking up.
"I'll show you." His hands cup my butt, lifting me off the ground. I hold unto him as he places me on a bed.
I am somehow able to find his eyes in the darkness, and I must when I see nothing but desire in his eyes.
He takes off my dress, leaving me only in my bra and underwear. I gulp when his hand lifts up my right leg bringing it to me.
"You can tell me to stop if you want." He whispers.
I feel him move my underwear to the side and it was just then that I knew exactly what he was going to do.
"Keep going." I whisper. I could feel him smile at me because I felt his finger at my center. He starts to rub me, making my breathing pick up.
"I fxcking can't get enough of you." He whispers, kissing my throat. "My body craves for you baby. I'm so addicted to you."
"Oh..." I moan breathlessly, holding unto his shoulder for support.
"Are you ready baby?" He whispers. I mumble a hesitant yes. My eyes meet his in mid panic, showing my fear.
"Its okay. I'll be gentle."
"O-Okay." Just then, I feel I sharp pain in my lower region making me squeal.
I then realised that Devon had pushed his middle finger inside of me.
"Does it hurt?" He asks softly, staring at me. His penetrating eyes shrink me in his hold. A suddenly feel like a five year old who's parents asks if I have a boo boo.
"A little." I say shyly. He bites his lips in adoration, making my cheeks burn. Pleasure starts to course through me when Devon starts to pick up his pace, kissing me to silence my moans.
"Fxck baby girl. Your so tight and warm. Just the way daddy likes it." He growls, going faster than he did before. I bit down on his shoulder trying my best not to loose it.
"Oh fxck!" I shout, making him smile. He claims my mouth silencing me from making anymore noise like the bastard he was.
"You gonna cum baby? Gonna cum for daddy like a good girl?" Devon growls, using his other hand to give my ass a slap. This tipped me over the edge, bringing me closer to my peak.
"Fxck!" I scream, digging my nails into his back, I'm sure I scratched it.
"Good girl." He places one last kiss on my lips as I climaxed.
I scrunch my nose when I see him place his middle finger in his mouth, licking off my juices.
"Your disgusting." I grab my dress, but he puts it on me his self.
"And you taste sweet. I can't refuse." He chuckles. I roll my eyes, getting up.
"Well, I bet you can't refuse your mom because dinner started a few minutes ago and we're still not there. Your mom is gonna beat your ass." He frowns, quickly going to the door and cursing under his breath.
I chuckle.
Fxcker.
..........
"You better eat up your food mister. You are so lucky I didn't take my time to search for your ass." Sylvia threatens, making Devon gulp.
"So Delilah." I stiffen turning my gaze towards Devon's father. He had just came not too long ago, when Devon and I were sneaking around.
He seems nice, I'm not going to lie, but the man looks so damn intimidating.
"Tell me what you like." He smiles at me.
"Well, I love to read, but its not my hobby. I love to be organized, have my priorities straight. I also love when things are done my way so, I'm guessing you sense that I'm a little controlling." I say making them laugh. And then, I felt it.
A hand on leg.
My head snaps to Devon, widening when I see him eating his food.
What the actual f-
"So Delilah, do you speak any other languages?" Christopher asks me. I gulp at the tingles that come with a familiar hand on my leg.
"Well, my dad is from France but he moved here when he met my mom. So I kinda picked up some of his French speaking." I gulp when I feel Devon's hand moving up to my thighs.
"That's amazing. Maybe you can teach me a thing or two." He says. I smile at him in amusement.
My breath hitches when his son squeezes my thigh gently. I look at him in shock only to see him drinking his juice, smirking.
"Delilah, you are a really independent, hardworking, beautiful role model. How'd you end up with this one?" I laugh at Christopher, drinking some water to prevent myself from moaning when Devon's big hands cup me.
"I know right." I chuckle nervously when Devon's hold gets firmer. I jerk forward, making him chuckle lowly.
"Devon, I know you love Delilah, but would you please stop gripping her thighs? Your at the dinner table." Sylvia glares.
I spit out my water, turning red. Devon removes his hand, clearing his throat while his father smirks at him.
"Its so damn obvious Devon. The girl was dying from trying to hold in her moans. Now, as we were saying. Delilah, what are your pleasure points?" Sylvia smirks.
I spit my water out for the second time that night.
...........
"Good morning Alpha Delilah. You have a mail." One of the maids say, handing me an envelop.
"I have a mail? From whom?" I sit up from Devon's bed.
"Um..." she smiles nervously. "I don't think that's my place Alpha."
"Oh yeah, right." I chuckle, taking the envelop. "Thank you."
"Your welcome." She smiles politely.
All of the colour drains from my face as I read the letter that doesn't say who its from.
'Since I've come to know that your mated to the Alpha, I have no other choice but to attack'
Damn, can Devon like.....chill with the whole kink shit? Lol
I am so sorry for not updating in like what...forever? Lol, yeah, I'm sorry. School is killing me.
Okay, I need to clear this up for you guys. The two main characters have not mated yet! They're getting there so don't worry (omggg y'all are starting to act like Devon, dying from blue balls lol)