“Well, there’s no major difference, really,” I responded, and I heard one of them click her tongue in what sounded like disapproval.
“Do you ever consider leaving him? I mean you know this is still a new thing and if there will ever be an opportunity for you to get out of it, I think it’ll be now.” She chirped.
I wasn’t given an opportunity to respond before the last one of them also began perking.
“I can’t imagine myself with a man who cannot walk. I mean, how is he supposed to perform his duties?” The rest of the women were agreeing with her, and I knew that I had had enough of the conversation.
“Well, maybe if you all focused more on yourselves instead of poking your nose in others’ business then maybe you would be able to eventually score an actual man for yourselves. You could do much better than huddling together like flies and gossiping at a function.” I snapped.
I turned around to leave, not waiting to hear a response, but definitely not before seeing the look of shock on their faces.
I made my way through the sea of bodies in the room in search of Alexander, and the moment I found him amongst a couple of people, I moved to stand beside him.
“Are you okay?” He asked once the group was done exchanging pleasantries and had left.
“Not really. Can we leave, please?” I asked, hoping to coat my voice. He paused for a second to contemplate my words before sighing heavily and nodding his head, leading me out of the room with his chair wheeling in front of me.
The women and their comments had ruined the night for me, and I was thankful when I felt the breeze hit my face the moment I stepped outside.
Once we settled into the back of the car and were on our way home, Alexander began running a comforting finger on my exposed thigh from the slit in my dress.
“What happened when I was gone?” He asked gently, and I struggled with telling him for a moment.
Shaking my head in the negative, I shivered slightly from the feel of his fingers still tracing an invisible pattern on my thighs.
“It’s not that important, so let’s not talk about it.” I said.
I watched as Alexander shook his head in disagreement, but before he could protest, I took his warm lips in a kiss, smiling slightly when the words that he had been about to speak died, and he began kissing me as fervently as I was kissing him.
“Fuck! The scent of your arousal is so intoxicating Edwina.” He whispered against my lips when we pulled apart to take in some air.
And his husky voice that melted out in a silky manner sent a straight fire to my core and left me trembling. I could feel my juice wet my panties, and the realization caused me to shiver with pleasure.
I knew that we would be home soon, but I couldn’t wait till we were home, so I moved straight for Alexander’s pants.
Thankful for the space that we had.
The moment I managed to get it off the Alpha, I pulled my dress up and let my panties drop.
“Fuck.” I hissed the moment I positioned myself above Alexander’s cock and slowly let his length slide into my warm, waiting pussy.
The Alpha let out a deep grunt, and it turned me on even more. Soon I began bouncing up and down the Alpha’s length, moaning as the thick girth rubbed deliciously against my walls.
I didn’t care that we were not completely alone in the car or that I was acting wantonly. All I cared about at the moment was chasing after the tightening that had begun forming in my belly.
The Alpha kept his hands firmly on my hips and helped me with moving up and down, his groans of pleasure becoming louder and louder, almost in sync with my own high-pitched moans.
It didn’t take very long for my orgasm to come crashing against me, and I shuddered intensely from the feeling, my lips parted in a silent scream. It felt like I blacked out for a moment with the intensity of my orgasm and when I came onto it was to the sight of Alexander trembling slightly at the onslaught of his own orgasm.
And the feeling of the car rolling to a stop. We were home.
I don’t know what had made me crave for sex with him this much. Was it the words of those uninformed women, or did it come from the fact that sex was one of the drives keeping the relationship afloat?
I had really hoped to get comfort in other areas, but I wasn’t going to get emotionally attached to this man, I only gave my heart once, and it was shattered, and I was cheated on. I helped him out of the car, and we went straight to the bedroom. It was strange that after such great sex, we could easily switch to not talking about it and falling right to sleep.
But tonight wasn’t one of those nights.
“What happened?” He asked as he helped himself get out of his clothes, and I paused before the mirror. I wasn’t sure I was up for this conversation tonight.
“Nothing, I am just tired, I want to go to bed, got a long day tomorrow, I have to go to the prison to visit Benedict. The last time I couldn’t talk to him and left abruptly, I think I am strong enough to talk to him now,” I blurted out as I was giving too much information at once, hoping he would take the bait and ask me about it, especially the topic about Ben but it was like he saw through my classic bullshit.
“You know I am not talking about all that,” he muttered as he dragged himself to the bed and pushed himself upward.
“Then what are you talking about?” I asked, trying to avert or prolong this discussion. This isn’t the discussion I want to have today or tomorrow.
Maybe we should have stated more clear terms in this contract marriage of ours.
“You know, we were at the party, and all of a sudden you want to leave, and in the car, you want to also have sex,”
I sighed, “is it wrong to want sex from the man I am married to in the car,” I wasn’t asking as I walked into the bathroom, and for once, I was grateful he was in a wheelchair and couldn’t follow me, I used the rushing warm tap water to rinse my face, I knew I wasn’t supposed to be mad at him because it wasn’t his fault those ladies thought that about him, neither was it his fault he was crippled.
I let out an exasperated gasp before leaving the bathroom. He still sat there patiently waiting for me to come out of the bathroom.
“Some ladies were asking uncomfortable questions to me,” I paused, and I knew he required more details. “They asked how I felt being a crippled alpha’s Luna,”
“Does that bother you?” He asked. He was indifferent, this should have affected any normal man or woman, but he didn’t care. It wasn’t like he cared and was pretending not to. I could see from his green eyes he didn’t care.
“No, it doesn’t, but I am not used to questions like that from strangers,” I paused, and my mind flashed back to my childhood, and I sighed as my brows furrowed in a displeasing sense.
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