Chapter 54: Chapter 54

CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR

ROXANNE

The evening air was cool but the tension between us was far from it. My heart raced as I tried to process the intense emotions swirling inside me. Ryker had a way of making me feel exhilarated and terrified at the same time.

I didn't know if I could trust his words. This was Ryker being expressive and I was trying not to be nonchalant but I couldn't help it.

I looked up at him, my resolve weakening under his earnest gaze. “I just don’t want to be someone you run to when things don’t go your way.”

He reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair from my face. “You’re not. You’re someone I want to be with because you make me feel whole. You make me forget about the pressure and the uncertainty.”

I sighed. “I don't want to get hurt, Ryker. Make up your mind, okay?”

He let out a low sigh. “I know what I want Roxanne, I'm not confused.”

Yes, I was scared, I was too scared of falling deep– perhaps I had. But I was scared of being really into him and his mate appearing out of nowhere.

I would hate myself.

“I care about you, Roxanne,” He said softly, his voice full of an earnestness that tugged at my heart.

My eyes flickered to the floor, my voice barely a whisper. “I'm just scared, Alpha. Scared of what this means.”

“You don't have to be scared. Not with me.”

Before I could respond, Ryker’s lips crashed onto mine, taking me by surprise. My eyes widened in shock as I felt the heat of his kiss, my mind racing. I tried to push him away, my hands pressing against his chest, but his desire was unstoppable. His kiss silenced my protests, his hands roaming over my body with a hunger that matched my hidden desires.

He pushed me gently against the wall, his fingers tracing the curves of my body. My heart pounded as I struggled with holding him back and holding the blanket against my bare skin. The intensity of his touch sent shivers down my spine, igniting a fire within me.

Ryker's hand moved over me, exploring every inch. I could feel his need, his desire, and it both scared and excited me. With a swift motion, he swept me into his arms and carried me to the bed. My breath hitched, a blend of fear and excitement coursing through my veins.

He laid me down, his lips never leaving mine, the kiss growing more passionate. His hands deftly peeled the blanket away, exposing my bare skin to the cool air.

My mind screamed for me to stop him, but my body betrayed me, arching into his touch. Submissive.

“Don't,” I whispered, my voice trembling as I tried to hold onto the blanket. “Don't remove it.”

Ryker cupped my face, his eyes locking onto mine. “Don't hide yourself from me, Roxanne. Please.”

Fear flickered in my eyes as I wondered if he would find me disgusting. After a moment of hesitation, I let the blanket drop and shut my eyes tightly, afraid of his reaction.

“Look at me,” Ryker said gently. “Open your eyes, Roxanne.”

Slowly, I opened my eyes, obedient to my master. I met his gaze and found his eyes were filled with sincerity and adoration. “You're beautiful,” he whispered, his voice full of awe.

A sigh escaped my lips as I tried to accept his words— believe it. Ryker began trailing kisses down my body, each touch igniting a new wave of pleasure. His hands and lips explored my skin, taking his time to savour every inch.

“May I touch you?” Ryker asked his voice husky with desire.

I nodded, my breath coming in short gasps. “Yes.”

He dedicated himself to his exploration, his hands and lips moving over my warm skin. I squirm with embarrassment, feeling vulnerable under his touch. I had never been with a man and the intensity of my feelings overwhelmed me.

When his thumb brushed my nipple, I let out a moan, a sound I had never heard myself make. He groaned in response, his mouth closing over my nipple.

“Your nipple is inverted,” he murmured against my skin. “It's rare and beautiful.”

My eyes closed as his tongue danced over my nipple, sending waves of pleasure through me. I let myself get lost in the sensations, my body responding to his touch.

I felt him harden as he felt my reactions, his desire growing stronger. He broke the kiss, looking into my eyes. “Roxanne, have you ever had sex?”

I shook my head and blinked shyly. “No.”

“I want to make love to you,” he said softly. “Do you want the same?”

I wanted him, that I knew and I didn't want to hold back. I nodded, “Yes.”

Ryker asked again and I nodded assuringly. He stood up, slowly removing his clothes while I watched. It all felt surreal. Ryker was in my bed and I was almost bare before him, allowing him to do things to me.

I gulped when I saw his size and I trembled with fear. He cupped my face, his touch gentle. “It's okay. It will hurt but I will try to make it less painful. Once there's enough stimulation you won't feel it.”

He slid off my panties, his eyes filled with adoration as he scrutinised my body like it was some work of art. He kissed every scar, and every imperfection and made me feel cherished. His fingers caressed my thighs and my legs involuntarily parted, inviting him closer.

Ryker sheathed himself between my legs, his fingers finding my mound. I shuddered and moaned as he caressed me there, trying to stimulate me and ease my discomfort. His touch sent sparks of pleasure through me.

He kissed me hungrily, his cock rubbing against my hot wetness. I felt the intensity of his desire and it scared me. I put my arms between us, whispering “No,” as I shook my head.

***

RYKER

I paused, lifting my head to look into her eyes. I saw the fear and hesitation there, and my heart ached. I leaned back, cupping her face gently. "It's okay, Roxanne. We don’t have to do anything you’re not ready for.”

She gently pushed me away. “Alpha, wait.”

I withdrew, my eyes full of confusion and concern. “Roxanne, what's wrong?”

She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself.

“I just…I need a moment. This is all happening so fast,” she whispered, her voice trembling. "I don't... I can't do this.”

I nodded, my expression softening. “I'm sorry—”

“No don't,” she sighed with relief, her body relaxing slightly. "I just... I’m scared.”

I kissed her forehead tenderly. "I understand. We can take things slow.”

She took my hand and squeezed it gently. “It's not that I don't want this. I do. But everything is uncertain right now. What if you find your mate tomorrow or next week? I don't know what the future holds.”

I ran a hand through my hair. I wish she knew she was talking about herself. “I understand. It's okay, I'm sorry.”

I wrapped the blanket around her, ensuring she was comfortable and covered. Then, I stood up and began to put my clothes back on. Despite the burning desire still coursing through me, I knew this was the right thing to do.

Forcing myself upon her would be a violation of the trust we were building.

As I dressed, I could feel the frustration and need gnawing at me. The desire to be with Roxanne was overwhelming, but I suppressed it, focusing instead on her well-being.

I beamed at her, a mix of tenderness and longing in my eyes. "Goodnight, Roxanne.”

Roxanne watched me with big hazel eyes."Goodnight, Alpha." She couldn’t tear her eyes away from me until I left the room, the door closing softly behind me.

I walked out into the cool night air, taking deep breaths to calm myself. The sound of music and merriment filled the air and some of the people who saw me bowed. I was sure they were all having a good time.

My body was still humming with unfulfilled desire, but I knew I had made the right choice. Respecting Roxanne's boundaries was more important than satisfying my own needs.

I wandered to the edge of the pack's territory, finding a quiet spot to sit and reflect. The stars twinkled above me, a reminder of the vastness of the universe and the smallness of my problems. I thought about Roxanne, her fear and hesitation, and the courage it took for her to speak up.

-She's beautiful and I'm surprised you took the lead for someone who has never been with a woman.

“Shut up Dante.”

-You're quite inexperienced. What do you think will happen if our mate finds out you've never had sex with a woman?

I shrugged and ignored my wolf.

-You do love her don't you? You were sad she rejected us right? Me too. I'm hurt.”

“She has to trust us first. It's only normal that she reacts that way.”

-But what if that day never comes? What if our mate never accepts us?

I was in deep. My feelings for Roxanne were growing stronger every day, and I was determined to build something real with her. Something based on trust and mutual respect. As I sat there, I made a silent vow to myself: I would be patient, I would be understanding, and I would earn her trust, no matter how long it took.