Rejected and claimed by the alpha beast Novel by Paige T

“And I intend to make the queen mine,” Rygan’s voice crooned with a sensual promise.

He saw Elise visibly swallow and quickly tried to turn away from him. “It seems like the drug is getting to you,” she muttered, quickly dropping the towel back on the table. She felt his chest warm her back as she turned around to meet his gaze.

Now they were inches away from each other, closer than ever, and could practically hear his every breath. Her eyes moved from his chin to his lips before they locked with his storm-grey eyes.

put They were so close, so d**n close, that Elise, for a moment, lost her mind, but she a hand between them, pushing at his chest. “We are outside,” she whimpered, “you need to stop… I am Luna.”

“And I am yours,” Rygan said without missing a beat. He had become shameless. Yet she could feel the tension; she could feel that rise in her heated core, that ache between her breasts, but she pushed that need back.

She cleared her throat before she moved further away. “Lunch will be soon; it would be

freshen rude for the alpha king of the Blackmoon pack to keep his host waiting, so go up,” she called quickly before leaving the patio.

Rygan watched her hips sway as she rushed back into the palace. Rygan let out a curse word to calm his hardening member and desire for Elise; he was like a seeking madman at this point. He wondered how she was so unaffected.

Only if he knew that the moment Elise left Rygan and rushed back to her room, slamming the door as she leaned against it, her heart was pounding so fast because of him, and moons Rygan Andras was truly going to be the death of her. How could she want him this badly?

‘You loved Hayden, but were you in love with him?’ That question rang in her head, and also everything else, all this time, and all the feelings she pushed back down sprang up again. “Oh, f**k it.”

It felt like she was being controlled by her heart more than her head at that moment;

no,

she was finally following her heart as she turned the door known for her chambers and marched out.

Elise walked out of her room with a mission as she entered the guest chambers where

Rygan had just come out of the shower, hair dripping, his chiseled muscles and torso like a sculptured god.

Rygan’s brows raised in surprise as his eyes widened. “Elise, what are you?” His words. were cut off by a kiss. Elise had slammed into him; she raised her legs on tiptoes as she kissed his lips. For a moment, Rygan felt his mind go blank, their gazes locked, and Rygan’s desires flashed between hers.

He watched as the need grew. “Are you sure?” His voice croaked out like he was drowning in love for her, and with one quick affirmative nod from Elise, Rygan bent down and swept into a kiss.

She preened and moaned from the intrusion of his hot mouth; their tongues danced in a sensual symphony as she moaned louder.

Elise let out a yelp of surprise when Rygan’s hands scooped her up from her thighs; he joined their lips in haste, wanting to taste her entirely. Elise felt her legs turn into jelly because of how carefully he carried her.oan.C0pyright © 2024 Nôv)(elDrama.Org.

The now-hurried kiss was slow and sensual; he bit her lip, drawing out another She felt herself being dropped off at the desk rather than the bed, leaving her confused as she blinked her eyes open.

“Rygan… what?”

and give you

full

“I need to taste you; I need to have you writhing from my tongue a pleasure before anything else. F**k Elise, you don’t know how much I’ve missed those lips, your scent… moons,” he muttered with feverish featherl ht kissing down her nape, nipping a little bite that formed a love bruise.

“Ngh… mhm,” Elise moaned; it felt like a song to his ears as Rygan bent forward, dropping kisses on her perfectly curved breast before he knelt.

The alpha of the Blackmoon pack kneeling for her made her core heated as she felt wet slick form and drip out of her sex.

Rygan’s eyes darkened from that heady scent; her body reacting to him made his member twitch in delight. He pulled her dress high, his lips tracing her thighs, leaving

small bites in his wake.

His nose flared from that heady lavender scent of her sex that made his member stir. Elise watched wide-eyed as he used his teeth to graze over her clothed folds, licking against her lace pants, causing Elise to momentarily forget how to breathe.

gaze;

Rygan then used his teeth to pull down her lace pants, his eyes never leaving her it caused Elise’s heart to pound and flip from his intense gaze and touch that set her body on fire.

She whimpered out when she felt his hot breath fan her folds, and his hands push her legs further apart, getting a more sensual view of her pink, aching sex. “Allow me to show you how much I crave you, El,” he groaned as he split open her folds with his fingers, and one lick set her walls on fire as Elise’s back arched out in ecstasy.

His finger dipped in her wetness, making Elise whimper out. Rygan’s thrust had become more sensual as he curled a finger and his tongue into her sensual spot, and her thighs trembled from his ministrations.

Rygan pulled his other hand and reached for Elise’s wrist, guiding her to hold onto his hair as he pushed his tongue deeper into her sex. “Oh my Rygan, oh, that’s it; they’re right there!” She whined.

She had become a blubbering mess because of him, her hands pulling his hair, pushing his face as she cried out another moan that Rygan drank in like a thirsty man.

His c**k hardened, but he was more focused on Elise’s release and pleasure to even stroke it. Elise saw it as an opening to use her free leg to reach out for his groin, touch, and press his aching c**k that had Rygan hissing.

He pulled out of her sex, his mouth covered in her dripping juices that caused Elise’s cheeks to turn crimson. “That’s naughty… even for you,” he h nmed, hissing again when she pressed harder.

A smirk stretched on her lips; she was enjoying teasing him, and Rygan obliged as he dipped his fingers back, curling up her folds, using both their hands and feet to ride to their pleasure. Elise’s walls clenched on his fingers, and Rygan knew she was close to the edge.

He dove back into her cu**t like a hungry man, laying his huge hot tongue flat and pushing Elise close to her climax as she whimpered out in ecstasy. But then a knock thudded abruptly on the door.

Elise’s eyes widened as she slammed a hand to her lips to stifle her moans. “Alpha Rygan?” She heard Jennifer’s voice. But Rygan didn’t stop his finger ministrations in her cunt.

“What is it?” He muttered with his tongue dipping again into her core, with Elise having to bite down on her hand.

“Lunch has passed, and I was wondering if you’d like it in your chambers,” Jenna asked. Rygan bit Elise’s thigh, causing a moan to slip out. She glared at Rygan, who smirked in return, loving the rush of the moment.

Elise had never felt so turned on in her life. “No, I’m having dessert already,” he muttered to Jenna. Moons, this man was insane! Elise thought.

“Ok… then I’ll set yours and my Luna’s dish aside,” she muttered with amusement in her tone before leaving. Elise’s eyes widened at Jenna’s words. Did Jenna know she was in here?

“Rygan, stop-agh agh!” She called as Elise’s second climax came in full force, so hard she could see stars, with Rygan lapping up her every essence.

Her legs felt like wrangled noodles, and as Rygan finally let them drop, he kissed the apex of her thighs to her feet, relishing in her contentment. “As much as I want to f**k you here and then… it seems your maid is onto us,” he said with a smirk.

Elise grabbed his shoulder, dipping her head for a kiss, tasting herself on his lips; it was reckless yet so powerful. “You’re crazy and shameless,” she muttered. Yet she still wanted him.

She wondered if she was letting too much out, showing those emotions of love; she didn’t want to be the only one falling again without assurance. But moons, she could feel this was so different, good different.

So she pushed her leg off the desk, rearranging her clothes as she said to him, “I want us

for a walk. We need to talk,” before leaving his chambers.

to go

Rygan watched her small frame, his lips stretched in a smile at what they just did, to see how much he could still taste of her on his tongue, his wolf thrilled for what was to

come.

Rygan waited by his door the moment dusk arrived; he was neatly dressed in a tailored jacket and dark shirt with plain pants, his hair brushed back, and his face neatly s**en.

Elise came out of her chambers, wearing a silk sky blue sleeveless dress. Her hair was packed into one elegant plait, and even with no jewelry, she was the most gorgeous woman he’d ever seen.

“You are beautiful, my love,” he muttered out loud without thinking, but Elsie was far as her wolf preened in praise.

from wears?

“Thank you…um Let’s go?” She muttered as Rygan nodded, and they both walked to the garden. Even since their presence filled each other with so much delight and bliss.

Elise bit back the evening cold as her nerves began to get to her, but she felt the warmth of cedarwood and a mantle cover. Rygan had worn his jacket over her shoulders.

“T-thank you,” she whispered. She watched his soft gaze on her; it felt like she could spend an eternity staring at those orbs, but she needed him to finally know her heart. “Um, I wanted to talk about us,” she started, her tone iffy and careful.

“I love you” Rygan declared, Elise almost had a whiplash as she look up at him, “and I’ve been in love with you from the very start till the end Elise” he continues,

she felt Rygan’s hands trace hers; she looked down to see that he had entwined their hands together, and he pulled her forward, inches from her lips, only for thèm to hear a voice that broke them apart.

“Elise Alderman!” She heard her name called, and they both whirled to see someone in a cloak running toward her. Rygan immediately put himself in front of her with no hesitation as he snarled out to the stranger.

Two guards ran and immediately intercepted the cloaked stranger. “I’m sorry, Luna, we found her by the borders, and she said to urgently speak to you; we had no idea she’d try to attack,” but Elise immediately smelled something like blood as the masked stranger struggled with a whimper, and Elise already knew it was underneath the cloak.

Wounded female

“Let her go,” she called, moving away from Rygan’s protective position. “Who are you? And why are you here?”

“Luna! I’ve come from the Silver Night Pack. We desperately need your help! Please, we are in danger, K-Kyren,” the stranger croaked out before their eyes rolled to the back of their heads. The female passed out; she pulled the person’s cloak to see slashes of deep wounds on the body.

This person needed her help, and her old pack was in trouble. And something she expected was happening.