Chapter 35

Skye drags me to his lavish bed, primarily the edge of the slippery silk ivory sheets, where we both halt and stand facing one another, an inch from flush as our naked bodies stay close. It's as close as we've ever been before. His large hands find my hips and he holds me still in front of him, staring down at me while I stare up at Skye's sharp jaw – and then I take in the hungry blaze in his striking ice blue eyes.

In our moment of silence, Skye runs his hand past my rib cage to the side of my breast, where he can feel my steady heart beat.

It's slowed down because now is the moment that this union begins, between an Alpha Genesis male, and his much smaller female human slave.

"Calm," Skye narrows his eyes a little at my steady face.

"I'm ready," I correct Skye, raising my chin a little and breathing through my nose in one sharp exhale, "I knew it would come to this moment."

"You assumed by force, didn't you?" Skye guesses, but I slap away the second hand now lifting towards my face.

"No, by desire!" I gulp as I grab and hold his wrist and I feel him give me that moment of pushing him away from my body, while I take in his glistening skin in the moonlight – natural to him, to seem dusted with moonlight pigments, like his teeth. A neon glow of alien strength and power.

"Turn around for me," Skye commands me, out of the blue, taking his arm out of my fragile hold. I try to keep the annoyance out of my gaze as I spin willingly and face the bed, but I don't bend over. I just wait and cross my arms over my chest. What now? "Ryder, I can't look at you as I say this," Oh, this ought to be interesting then. First, however, it's silence again, while Skye's winding arms reach around me and his hands find my skin, one lays over my heart, the other spread on my stomach. Still Skye says nothing, but I feel him, and his breath by my ear. I close my eyes as I instinctively arc my neck, my head tilting to the right, very slightly, as I show him my neediness for a kiss – "I'm not," Skye roughly presses his lips to my ear now, "Going to be sweet with you," So? I don't fucking care! And my patience is thinning. I twist my head back to Skye, to show him my desire as I kiss his chin and the corner of his mouth, then his full lips – trying to capture him in the act of returned seduction. I want this, as I try to tell him. I get punished with his mouth basically taking over and owning mine. I'm not ready to receive a dominant kiss like this. I'm enveloped in Skye's entrancing full movements – and the deep taste of dominance in his mouth. Even so, I twist back toward him, wishing for more close contact, only to have his hands on my hips cruelly shove me back around, so that I fall onto the bed. I think that'll be it, but one of Skye's hands dives between my legs and pulls me up then shoves me down. My cheek hits the butter soft sheets and I try to regain control of my knees at least, but before I know what's happening – Skye is not only mounting my ass, but using his superior weight and heat to keep me down and still for him. Fingers thread through and pull my hair back, the other hand twists one arm behind my back, needlessly controlling me to an extreme extent, "Stay, girl, I need to fuck the hate back into you, stay still!" Skye is displeased by my love of him? His cock finds my wet pussy and he thrusts deep, his hips moulding over my ass – perfectly tight. Skye pulls out instantly to conquer me with harder thrusts each time in succession. It's a deep sensation of being pulmarized by his lust charged with violence, as he keeps me there and holds the back of my head down firm – eventually letting go of my arm to press onto the small of my back. After a few good rough shoves, Skye pulls my hair back abruptly to drawl over to me, "Do you enjoy this purpose? Receiving this gift," pfft, stupid Genesis phrasing, although I didn't mind thinking of sex as a reward.

I reply honestly, "Skye, I want to be on top," I beg him, "Please, Alpha? Let me."

"Why?" Skye is shocked enough into pulling his cock out of me and unhanding me completely. I finally roll to my back and I sit up, taking in Alpha Skye looking at me like I'm crazy, "You want to ride me?" Skye realises the pun of my name but he doesn't make a joke like Raygar did.

"I want to –" I cut myself off before I say I want to love you – since he would disapprove of that statement.

"The truth is I do not like it when women ride me, it's too slow," even as Skye admits that with serious intent, he still comes over to the bed and lies down, resting his hands behind his head as I crawl up to kneel by his side as I wait for his permission, "That being said, worm," Skye stops there, and just looks from my face to his cock – waiting patiently for me to proceed.

Before he changes his mind I quickly stand up over him and squat down over the top of his hips, closing my eyes for confidence as I throw my own head back as I capture his hard cock head at the entrance of my pussy smoother than I thought I would. I thrust down with my lucky first stroke, letting out a moan of pleasure from the extremely deep invasion from this position. Fuck. Yes. More of this! I bounce up and down in small thrusts, to get used to it, then I open my eyes and dare to view Skye's expression. I hope he's satisfied. My own hands are curled by my thighs, in awkward half fists as I'm too scared to touch his torso lovingly too soon. Skye isn't looking into my eyes right now – he's staring at my bouncing tits and my spread thighs, "Faster," he growls low and honest, "Ride me like you want to kill me. Go."

I answer Skye's plea, but not without asking, "What the hell's wrong with you?" I whine out in both a whimper and a small laugh, even as I settle forward and press my palms to his torso, fixing my position to gain maximum explosive power through my thighs. I try thrusting faster – and leaning forward, clenching down on his cock with my pussy, it shoves me much closer towards a climax I can reach if I do pump him as hard as I can for a few more minutes.

I'm closing my eyes again as I start to ride so steady, but even so, Skye snatches my neck when I least suspect it. Just as I'm getting comfortable.

My eyes snap open and I see Skye leaning up, his pissed off face is inches from mine as he glares into my soul, "What's wrong with me? What's wrong with you? You're not meant to like it this much, Lunette," Skye seems to speak seriously again.

Oh, fuck, if I could only head butt him – but my desire to cum is stronger than my need to retaliate.

Instead, I use words, a little recklessly, "You say Lunette like I'm your queen," I whisper it over his mouth, while Skye sits up all the way now, halting my thrusts by just holding me down into his crotch, his shaft buried all the way inside, while my front is squished to his and his hands find the back of my thighs. Wincing with pleasure that continues to build, I'm staring now at Skye's smug and equally disgusted face as he lifts my whole body up with his arms to thrust me up and down on his lap via my thighs, while he boldly stares down into my own expression of distrust.

"You're a slave, a Lunette is a lower class rogue dispensable female unit apart of the army – free to die for Wolf Dominion. You're not a queen, you're not my future Luna," Skye says it straight, the cut on his top lip causes his smile to be even crueller as he continues to fuck me at his required pace, "Outside your mission, you'll always be this slave, to me and my brothers – our little love bug."

"No way," I complain against it, as I claw my nails into Skye's wide shoulders, as I try to withstand and deny the climax he's brought closer to its end from his maximised speed – and from the heat between us. Especially now that I'm angry too and he's full of passion.

"No? It's not a choice, Ryder, you're a Wolf Dominion slut," Skye grins broadly with this term, in the heat of the moment, as I cum regrettably at the same time – my middle exploding as my hips move on their own and I throw my head back with the force of it, only for Skye to come forward and lick the sweat off my neck in a slow languid stroke, from the base of my throat to just under my jaw.

He didn't really just call me a slut while fucking me, did he?!

This is not how I dreamed this union to happen between us, after the chemistry we had shared.

I let the climax subside, and the first chance I get, as my senses come back, I bring my head back up and forward as I come close to Skye's face, telling him straight, "I don't want to be a Breeder to Wolf Dominion!"

"Shhh. Breeders are above slaves – you're just an obedient house pet as far as I'm concerned. Yes. You heard me. Does it annoy you when I debase you like that, Lunette?" Skye is trying to trigger me, I can hear it in his tone.

"It's not funny in the slightest –" I hiss out, quietly.

"Fight me then," Skye smiles cruelly into my trembling lips, while massaging my thighs and slowly thrusting up into me, "If you care to try," he presses his lips to mine and I find myself succumbing to the kiss simply because there is something about it. The truth is not in his words but the way he moulds his mouth on mine.

Careful and precise possession – making sure I am enjoying it just as much as he.

I take that as the real truth, and I moan a little into his kiss, even as Skye lays me back into the bed, ramming continuously between my thighs, as he continues to fuck me into the sheets. I know these Alphas can last all night, and I'm ready to receive more of this.

But I don't think I want to think anymore.

I close my eyes again and I feel Skye's secret love as he kisses my forehead next, and then my nose, and then hovers above my mouth – as he grasps my ankles and shoves them back by my head.

I open my eyes to see him now, and Skye is staring straight down at me as we fuck together.

We're silent now, and I try to read his gaze without using words.

Skye is focused on the tears of pleasure slowly leaking, one by one, out of my eyes as I think of all my frustrations at once, while also enjoying the moment and the feeling of being full and possessed by the Alpha I wanted inside my body. Now he was one with me, and I loved it – and I hated it. All at once, I feel every feeling in the rainbow.

Love, distrust, fear and desire, sex and submission but also wishing for so much more… a wish for respect.

Eventually Skye tells me as we fuck heavy, as if in conclusion, while using a famous death drawl, to which he'd direct to his whole Dominion at an assembly, he uses it now on me, telling me, "Your fire was fascinating to me, as I burned it brighter within you. I know it was me, and before me you were not a sun, only a dying ember. With the Alpha of Wolf Dominion you thrive with purpose. Lunette Ryder – my favourite," Skye leans down to my mouth, kissing me and speaking into me with his drawl, "Slut to Skye."

I really wish I didn't cum again after being called that a second time.

I scream through it this time, because he fucks me so hard I feel my soul shattering a little.

The only upside of the insult is the truest sunblast scorching through my nerve endings as my body burns for his sex.

Sex with Raygar is beautiful, but sex with Skye is devastating.

I hope, since this was only 'one night' – that this is the last time I am called a slut.

I hope it's over after the sun rises.

I hope it's the end of our sex – which was a fire burning up all my common sense.

Or maybe not; maybe I never want this to end.

Which is exactly why it has to end!

This would be the death of me.

And the death of me could mean true and total extinction.

There was just too much to lose, to lose myself in Skye.