Claimed by My Bestie's Alpha Daddy novel Chapter 93

“You have it,” I said. “All of it. Right here.”

He kissed me again, groaning as he thrust deeper. I moaned into his mouth, every movement drawing a fresh ache of pleasure that gathered in my spine.

“Richard,” I said, breath breaking. “Don’t hold back. I want all of it.”

“You have all of me,” he murmured. “Every damn piece.”

He shifted slightly, angling deeper. My back arched, fingers tightening in his hair. “Right there,” I gasped. “Fuck, just like that.”

He did. Again and again, slow and sure. His hand slipped between us, fingers circling gently, just enough to send heat coiling in my belly.

“Let go for me,” he whispered. “I want to feel you lose it.”

His words pushed me closer, every thrust and stroke tipping me further. I cried out, breath caught between pleasure and disbelief, until the orgasm tore through me like a flood. My legs trembled. My whole body went tight.

“That’s it,” he growled. “Just like that.”

He didn’t last long after that. With a low, broken sound, he thrust hard once, then again, then stilled deep inside me. I felt him spill into me as he buried his face in my neck.

“Fuck,” he muttered. “You undo me.”

“You like being undone?” I teased, breathless.

“With you? Always.”

He stayed on top of me, our bodies sticky and tangled. His hands stroked over my ribs, my hip, the side of my face.”You okay?” he asked quietly.

“More than okay.” I turned my face to kiss his jaw. “I feel… full. And safe. And ruined.”

He chuckled softly. “Good”

We stayed that way for a long time, skin to skin, his weight a comfort more than a burden. I could feel his heart pounding in sync with mine.

Nothing else existed. Just the sweat cooling on our skin, the warmth of the sheets, and the quiet hush of morning wrapping around us like another blanket.

We stayed that way for a long time, skin pressed to skin, nothing between us but breath and heartbeat.

Eventually, the knock at the door came again. This time it wasn’t kitchen staff.

Nathan entered without waiting for permission, his face already tight with concern.

“Sorry,” he said. He didn’t look sorry. “You need to see this.”

Richard pulled on a robe and stepped away, taking the tablet Nathan offered. I sat up, dragging the sheets higher.

“It’s getting worse,” Nathan said. “There are people outside again.

Bigger crowd than yesterday. They’ve started chants calling for your resignation.”

Richard handed me the tablet. The footage was already circulating online. Shaky shots of protestors, news blurbs speculating about everything from pack discontent to moral collapse.

I glanced at him. “Do you think this is because of last night?”

“It’s not just last night. It’s everything. They’re looking for a reason.They always were.”

Nathan cleared his throat. “Also… David’s team is leaning into the narrative. They’re calling you compromised. Unstable. Privately funded influencers are pushing smear campaigns across our networks.”

“Let them talk,” Richard said. His voice was steady, but I could see the

-way his jaw clenched.

Nathan left after a few more briefings, and we stood there alone again, the air heavier than before.

“I’ve been having dreams,” I said softly.

Richard turned to me. “What kind of dreams?”

“Flashes. A forest. A feeling like running, like I can’t get far enough.

And instincts. I keep knowing things before I should. Smells. Reactions.

I think..” I paused. “I think my wolf is trying to really wake up.”

He stepped closer. “You’re sure?”

1 held her long after she fell asleep. She looked peaceful, her hair tangled across my chest and her breath slow and steady. The weight of what we’d left behind hadn’t followed us here. I let myself believe, just for a little while, that we were safe.

When she stirred, I kissed her forehead. “Want to see something?”

She nodded sleepily. I led her down a narrow trail to a hidden lake I hadn’t visited in years. When we stepped into the clearing, the stars reflected on the still water like scattered gems.

She gasped. “This doesn’t feel real.”

“It’s real,” I said. “Just hidden.”

She stripped first, laughing as she ran into the cold water. I followed her in. When we surfaced, she wrapped her arms around my neck.

“This is ridiculous,” she whispered.

“But perfect,” I said

She smiled. “Why don’t you show me how perfect it is?”

Amelia

His hands gripped my hips as I guided him inside me, and I gasped, may head falling back as he pressed in deeper. The cold of the lake wrapped around us, but the heat between us was overwhelming. My legs tightened around his waist. His lips found my neck as I rocked against him, the water slapping softly at our skin.

“You feel like so perfect,” he murmured, voice shaking with restraint.

“So do you,”T whispered. “I need more.”

He groaned and gave it to me. Deeper and slower. The kind of pace that made my body vibrate. He held me up with one arm, the other trailing down my back to the curve of my ass. I clenched around him and felt him shudder.

“Tell me what you want,” he said, his mouth grazing the corner of mine.

“I want to forget everything,” I said. “I don’t want to think about

– anything but you inside of me.”.

He kissed me hard, his teeth grazing my lower lip. I moaned into his mouth, my hands slipping up into his hair. We moved together in a rhythm that felt carved out of something older than either of us. The friction of his thrusts against the resistance of the water made every movement more intense. More necessary.