Getting away with the Alpha's Pup

Chapter 80

Dylan

I pulled the comforter on Fern's chest and kissed her forehead. She had fallen asleep crying after the truth slipped from Chelsea's lips earlier.

I turned on the lampshade on her bed-side table and took one last glance before closing the door to her room.

“Hi.” Chelsea greeted.

I could hear the hint of nervousness in her voice.

“How was Fern? I really didn't mean to hurt her. I'm sorry,” Chelsea said, sniffing for feeling guilty about what had happened.

“It's okay. Cherry'll spend years in jail after convicted guilty. Fern would ask about her soon, and we'll have to tell her the truth eventually.” I opened my arm for Chelsea, and then pulled away from her, with a smile making its way to my lips.

“Why are you looking at me that way, Dylan?” She asked in confusion.

“I like your new lingerie. The red color is so alluring...” I mumbled in a deep, sexy voice.

Chelsea grinned, totally got turned on by my words. But then she frowned in disappointment. “Should we just do it some other night? With Fern newly being around, you know..."

"Oh, I forgot about that. Fine, some other night." I nodded in agreement. “I love you, Chels. Goodnight.”

“Have a sweet dream, Alpha,” She said, kissing my cheek.

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A woman wearing the a red lingerie came out of the bathroom. Her sweet scent instantly turned on my wolf. Just the sight of her porcelain white skin was enough to give me a hard on.

“How do I look?” She asked. I couldn't think of the name of the woman, but her voice sounded so familiar.

The room was so dark that I could barely see her face, but the over-flowing emotions rushing through my veins told me that she was my mate, even my wolf was claiming her.

“You look good in that lingerie, but you'll look better without it. I think I prefer you naked in this bed, with me on top of you and my dick inside your pussy—”

“Dylan, God! You and all this dirty talk! I don't think I'll ever get used to you talking like that,” She said as she walked towards me.

I pulled her in my arms. Within the blink of an eye, I was hovering on top of her. I kissed the back of her hand and worked my way up to her lips, stopping at her chest.

I growled at her sweet scent, and then rocked her body with mine.

“Dylan, will you go easy on me tonight? You can't sore me down there. We need to attend the openning ceremony of our store.” Her sweet voice reminded me.

My hands were already on her left chest, cupping it as my tongue swirled around her neck.

“Can we do it rough? Just one round. Mate, you look so fucking hot in this lingerie. You are driving me and my wolf crazy. I don't think I can be soft with you,” I said, which only made her giggle.

My mate arched her back, guiding my hand down on the hem of her lingerie to take it off her, which I did.

“Dylan, I just saved my uhm…” she groaned to say anything.

Her reactions were more like an encouragement in my ears. I started kissing her lips and she responded with the same ferocity. As our tongues were busily twisting with each other, my hand reached for her pussy.

“You're so tight,” I said.

An erotic gasped came out of her lips as I inserted two fingers into her pussy, pumping it fast. Her firm breast that I was fondling with my other hand started to shake.

She let go of my lips and moaned in pleasure again, as her orgasm ripped through her flesh.

I withdrew my fingers and started stroking my cock to harden them even more.

“You're skipping foreplay?” She teased me as the tip of my dick entered her delectable hole.

“Mate, you are dripping. Your pussy is soaking wet. I don't think I need to turn you on. You already are,” I said to her as I completely devour her hole.

Licking her nipple, flicking my tongue around it, I started to slowly move on top of her, grinding to make sure that I was hitting her at the right spot.

Her toes curled up, and her breathing started to shake while she moaned non-stop.

“Tone it down, or we'll wake Fern up,” I said, but started thrusting faster and deeper while my thumb fondled her clitoris, making her lose her mind.

I kept my pace while sucking her nipple and thrusting down there. Finally, we both came.

My mate wrapped her arms around my body. In silence, we listened to each other's heartbeat after orgasm.

Upon opening my eyes and meeting the ceiling, I realized that…

It was just a dream, and I wasn't able to see the face of that woman. Although just a dream, I knew I had had that mind-blowing sex before.

I glanced at Chelsea, who was still asleep next to me. “You are that woman from my dream, right?” I murmured.

I then got up from bed and walked towards the bathroom to take a shower, couldn't stop thinking about my dream and how aroused and excited I was when making love to that woman. But when I looked at Chelsea, everything changed. I couldn't seem to feel all those heights of emotions any more.

“Is there something wrong with me?" I asked my reflection.

I looked down, only to realize that just the thought of that woman from my dream could easily make me hard. And now I was aching in need of her.