Rejected by the Alpha, Claimed by his Brother-Chapter 298: _ Not Stopping This Time

After she finished the last bite of her breakfast, I set the tray aside and leaned closer to her, brushing my lips softly over her cheek.

"Ready?" I whispered.

"For what?"

I grinned. "To be pampered."

Before she could respond, I pulled the covers off her gently and scooped her up into my arms. She gasped, clutching my shoulders as her legs dangled. "Axel!"

"I warned you," I said, heading for the bathroom. "First day as my wife. You don’t lift a finger."

She laughed, burying her face in my neck. "I feel spoiled."

"You’re about to feel worshipped."

"As you should," Hugo rumbled from the back of my mind. " Our mate deserves no less. She’s the moon incarnate, Axel. Handle her like the miracle she is."

Oh, so it was time to get intimate, and suddenly, Hugo was back? For some reason, he’s been speaking less lately. Anyway, that wasn’t the important thing right now.

María was.

The bathroom was already warm from the heating system. I’d turned it on earlier while bringing breakfast. The bathtub was large and deep, polished marble with jets lining the edges. I turned the tap, letting warm water and steam fill the space as I sat her gently on the vanity stool.

She watched me with sleepy, dreamy eyes, her robe parting just enough to show one creamy thigh. I turned away quickly, huffing out a breath. I was supposed to behave. This wasn’t just about sex.

I tested the water temperature and added a splash of her favorite rose oil. The scent was already clouding the air in a heady mix of roses, heat, and her. God help me.

She stood slowly, slipping the robe off her shoulders and letting it fall in a whispering heap around her ankles.

I froze. She was no longer shy to show me her body. We were making progress. Huge progress.

"Look at her," Hugo exhaled, almost whimpering. "Look at how the light touches her like even the gods know she belongs to us. That body... that soul... her wolf is just as graceful. I felt her last night. She’s powerful, and proud. And she loves us.

We’re lucky bastards."

Damn right, we were.

The candlelight glow from the wall sconces kissed every inch of her bare skin. She was pure temptation; flushed from sleep, golden in the light, curves soft and sinful. My mouth went dry. My brain was fried.

Control, Axel. Chill. You’re not going to ruin this with a quick shower bang.

I helped her into the tub, swallowing hard as her skin slid against mine. She sank into the water with a sigh, her hair fanning behind her, breasts peeking above the bubbles, one leg bent carelessly like she didn’t know what it was doing to me.

"I should be doing this for you," she murmured. "You served breakfast. You drew the bath."

"And I’m about to wash you," I said, grabbing the sponge and kneeling beside the tub. "Let me take care of you, mi amor."

Her eyes fluttered closed as I began starting with her shoulders, gentle strokes that glided down her arms. I washed her like she was porcelain, lingering at her wrists, her collarbone, and the curve of her neck.

Her breath started to hitch. She opened her eyes, dazed, and needy.

"Axel..."

"I know." My voice was hoarse. "Just relax."

But my body wasn’t relaxing. It was wound tight, my cock straining against the fabric of my pants with every inch of skin I touched. I dipped the sponge lower, skimming the tops of her breasts, letting the soap trail between them.

Her back arched, just a little.

"Let me take over. Let me worship her properly. Let me show her what it means to be adored."

You’d pin her against the tile in five seconds.

"Exactly."

Every part of me screamed to take her. But I wouldn’t do it in a bathroom.

No matter how badly I wanted her—how badly my hands ached to pull her onto my lap and sink into her, the memory of last night’s slow, meaningful intimacy held me back. I didn’t want her first time to be tangled in slippery tile and water splashes.

I wanted her stretched out on silk sheets. I wanted to look in her eyes when she came apart again. I wanted her to remember everything. Every second.

"Axel," she whispered again, reaching for me.

I caught her hand and kissed it. "Shh. Almost done."

She whimpered softly when I washed her thighs. My hands shook when I lifted her foot and massaged it slowly, running the sponge along her calf and back up again. Every inch I touched made her squirm more, her breathing faster, and cheeks flushing darker.

"I’m dying," she said with a breathy laugh. "You’re torturing me."

"Tell me about it," I muttered under my breath.

"Her wolf is reacting to us," Hugo said, stunned like he wasn’t the one who said she loved us just now.

"She’s pressing into our touches, Axel. She trusts us completely. Do you know how rare that is? How sacred?"

"I can’t take much more of this," she whispered.

"Neither can I."

I grabbed a warm towel and lifted her from the water. She shivered as I wrapped her, her wet skin clinging to mine like a magnet, every nerve on fire.

"Carry her. Take her. Give her what she needs."

"I will," I said out loud without thinking.

"Hm?" she murmured against my shoulder.

"Nothing," I said softly. "Let’s get you warm first."

I carried her back to the bedroom, where the sheets were still slightly tousled from earlier. Her wet hair trailed down her back, her skin glistening, and her eyes heavy with want. I laid her down gently, took a step back to drink her in, then sat beside her.

"I think," I said quietly, brushing a hand up her thigh, "it’s time we finish what we started yesterday."

She nodded instantly, gingerly so, and stunning me in the process. I knew this was the work of her wolf. It was probably in heat and making her crazily horny.

I mean, I was too. Still, seeing María José hungry for my dick like that seemed too foreign. Albeit, in a good way. I might have laughed had my desire not made everything unfunny.

"Make her feel it. Make her remember who she belongs to." Hugo prompted.

And then I lowered myself between her legs, intent on making good on every unspoken promise I’d made since the moment I married her.

This time, I wouldn’t stop.

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