Chapter 20: Nightfall

“What the hell.” I turn around to direct my attention to Alpha Diego before he sits down.

He is gesturing rudely to Alpha Gael. So, I say quite loudly, “Knock it off you two. It is dinner time, let’s be civil.” Then I return my attention to Arabella sitting next to me very quietly.

When I see them both glance at me shortly thereafter, I shoot them a warning look before they both nod and sit down. I was hoping that tonight’s dinner would be nice and quiet, but apparently, they have all decided to act like immature little brats at the table. When Omega Dante brings out the food, I am relieved and remind myself to thank him later for defusing the situation before violence had a chance to break out.

Our walk today had gone over very well. I took her to the rose gardens, and we walked around for hours while admiring the flowers and talking about her school and her family. As I heard about the ones she loves and cherishes, I secretly wished that someday she will include me as one of them.

Right now, I will just have to be happy that she is sitting next to me in a purple-colored silk dress that I hand picked out for her yesterday. It sets off her eyes. Not to mention, the fact that she has her long curly black hair held up in a bun, makes me want to wrap my fingers around the few strands of hair that have found their way out and are now framing her beautiful pale face. I made sure that the dress is tightly fitted to her petite frame, so every time she moves, I see her curves and dream of sliding my hands up underneath.

Yes, I am pretending to be a gentleman, but secretly it is harder than I thought it would be to sit here and play nice. I would much rather take her upstairs and slam her up against the wall while thrusting into her all night. That sweet goodness would be heaven on earth when I am plunged ball deep into her.

Thing is that I am forgetting something. She doesn’t turn 18 till a week from Sunday. Damn my sense of right. For once, I should just say the hell with it and march her upstairs right now to fill her up just right.

Of course, I am sure she is hungry for food, so I will let her have her fill. Could she be hungry for me to? Maybe she is and she just won’t tell me.

Shaking my head, I try to concentrate on the task at hand of eating before Omega Dante gets upset. I watch him as he notices something is wrong. As he walks over, I quickly scarf the remainder of my food down and then drink my wine before smiling at him.

The minute he sees me do it, he stands still, and I watch a smile spread across his face. He seems pleased that I ate everything up quickly and then he folds his hands while watching Arabella tend to her plate. She eats deliberately slowly, and I think I know why. Because after we get done with the meal she must return to her room, and I believe that she rather likes being around all the other people.

I watch her close her eyes as a rather tasty morsel enters her mouth, then she makes a little noise before swallowing it down. It must have been mouthwatering good to bring her to moans. At that moment, I can only imagine myself in place of the chunk of T-bone. The minute I do, my member instantly grows hard, making an idea form.

Slipping my hand under the table, I smile and nod at the Alpha next to me trying to hold my attention. Then I run a finger up her thigh to see how she reacts. She chokes on her bite of food and glares at me in warning, so I run my fingers up further till I encounter her silk matching panties. Yes, I had them made to match, because when I take her, I want to see her spread across the bed beautifully in them before I shred every last inch of cloth.

Now sitting here with my mind racing, I rub her silken covered folds before sliding the fabric aside and slipping a finger in. She struggles to keep a straight face, but she does good and bites another chunk of meat. Practically ripping it off the fork before taking a sip of wine.

She stares me down with fire in her eyes, while I feel her body clench around my finger. I know what she really wants that is better left unspoken aloud. She wants me to fill her.

The minute we go back to the room, I will show her what a man does when he wants something that he can’t have. Who knows, maybe she wants the same thing after all, and I will end up filling every hole she has with my member over and over again. All she must do is beg me, and I am sure I can make her do it if given the chance.

Sliding my finger in further, I begin to thrust it in and out, all while holding a conversation with Alpha Gregor. I feel her kick me in the shin hard and I make a small squeak before recovering my composure. This one is feisty I see. Just wait my dear till we are alone, and I make you bow down to me.

Feeling her body clench tighter, I know that she is almost there. So, I slip it back out again and leave her alone to sit and stew in her own juices while I converse with Alpha Gregor for the rest of the meal. A few minutes later, I feel her tug on the arm of my shirt.

I turn to face her and see that there is a desire in her eyes and the fire is gone for the moment. It seems to me that she wants me more than she wants to fight me, so I excuse us both and take her hand in mine before leading her back to my room. The whole time nothing is said, we just silently walk up the stairs through the corridors to my room and when I open the door, her eyes widen.

“Holy shit!” She exclaims in excitement. “This is bigger than my parent’s whole house. Is this your room?”

“Yes.” I answer with a smile spreading across my face.

Then I turn around and shut the door before the night begins.