After Faking My Death, My Alpha Husband Went Mad

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I wrap my legs around his waist so that he goes deeper and we both simultaneously let om a throaty moan.

I push his forehead to mine and peck his lips as his dick twitches inside of me.

“More… I need more.” I tell him.

I flip us over and watch his shocked face as I start to ride him,

“Uhhh yes that’s it. Ride me sweetheart.” He rasps.

I start to move up and down and he grabs my hips and encourages me. His eyes are shut, and I know he is trying to hold back from cumming. But I want him to lose control, so I ride

faster.

His eyes fly open and they are a flaming red. Memories start to come back to me. Blood, teeth, tears, bodies everywhere, Chaos.

His finger tips dig into my hips and snap me out of my thoughts. I make eye contact with his red eyes and have to put my hands on the bed frame so that I remain up right.

He looks breath taking.

My right hands stays on the bed frame and my left press down on his abs. There is red stuff

on my fingers, and when I see it I gasp.

“Did I make you bleed?” I ask him.

He grunts as I keep moving, “Yes, but we both know I liked it.”

His thumb goes down and starts to circle my clit. The thought of blood is gone form my mind. I can’t seem to focus on anything but Damion and how good he makes me feel.

I ride faster and faster as I moan louder and louder. He feels so fucking good.

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“Just like that. Good girl.” He says in a deep grainy voice,

Those words sling shot me over the edge and I cum all over his dick. My legs are shaking and my head is thrown back. My movements start to slow, and Damion doesn’t like that.

He snaps his hips and thrusts into me. He hits my g spot every time, making me crumble to his will. I keep cumming as I see him groan and cum into the condom,

His red eyes stare into my blue ones.

When my orgasm is finally over, I collapse on top of him. We both breath heavily as we recover from the mind blowing sex we just had. His hand softly rubs up and down my back and my thumb does the same to his right peck. Our small comforting touches make my

heart flutter.

“I fucking love you.”

I laugh lightly, “I fucking love you.”

Silence once again surrounds us until I hear him sigh. My brows furrow as I put my hands flat on his chest and out my chin on top of it. I look up at him and he looks down at me.

A sorrowful expression rests on my face making my stomach drop. “What is it? What’s wrong?” I ask him.

He hesitates and then continues, “What do you remember about last night?”

I move my eyes away from his and concentrate on remembering. “There was a man… and

Alex?”

“There was a… fight and Alex tried to kill you.”

More silence.

“I was in pain… and we were both crying. That’s… that’s it.” I tell him.

He twirls my hair with his finger and looks at me, “How do you feel about being like me?” He suddenly asks.

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I give him a confused look, “What do you mean? Like me being a werewolf?”

He nods and I sigh. “I never really thought about it. I mean…” A smile creeps onto my face.

“… I think it would be cool to be so… strong. I wouldn’t have to be scared of getting hurt, and you could finally stop worrying about hurting me…” I trail off.

“So if I were to turn you? You’d be ok with that? You wouldn’t hate me?” He asks me

worriedly.

“Where is this coming from? Are you wanting to turn me or something?”

He doesn’t say anything, but I feel his head brush over the left side of my head. His thumb glides across my hairline and he looks at the spot intensely.

Silver pole.

“Did I… hit my head?” I ask him.

He nods.

I keep thinking, forcing myself to remember.

Claws.

“My stomach.” I whisper.

He nods again.

Fear seems to capture my heart, “I was… dying, wasn’t I?”

Another nod.

“Did you…”

He doesn’t answer me. He just stares at me with fear in his eyes.

“Did you bite me to save me?”

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moment goes by and he just look at me. Then, he slowly closes his eyes and nods.

Fear is the only thing I feel, but I’m not scared. So why do I feel like this?

“You are scaring me.” I tell him

His eyes snap open and his hand cup my cheeks, “I’m sorry, I–I don’t mean to. Tell me how to make it better.” He begs.

My breathing picks up, “I don’t know… I just feel so scared, but I don’t know why. You saved me I shouldn’t be scared. I’m not mad or anything. What the fuck it happening to me?”