Chosen by Fate, Rejected by the Alpha

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Ella

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I may not have explained things too well to Devon when he asked what I was, but I thought I would leave that for Trinity and Reece when I saw them next. And apparently, Devon was going to stick by me regardless. He must feel the bond as strongly as I did. That made me happy. I had found my mate.

I couldn't get over the way he looked either. He was tall, almost as tall as the Alpha, maybe six feet three inches tall. His light blonde hair looked so soft and his light brown eyes were mesmerizing. Not to mention the drool worthy way that his muscles were showing through his dress shirt and suit jacket. He was sexy and powerful looking.

This whole situation was bittersweet though since I was still missing my baby brother. I wanted him home so that I didn't feel like crap for being happy right now. I mean, how could I be so happy while my brother was out here, possibly hurting and suffering? Didn't that make me a bad person?

Devon drove me home and went inside to make sure that no one had come back to my house after the attack. He wanted to make sure that I was safe no matter what.

"I am going to run surveillance on you, Ella. I don't want you getting hurt."

"Thank you, Devon." I smiled at the protective look of devotion that was on his face.

As shitty as I felt for being happy in this moment I really couldn't help it. Most of the happiness was coming from my wolf and high of the mate bond. I know that I couldn't control it even if I wanted to.

I sat in the living room while Devon searched the entire house for any intruders. Thankfully he didn't find anything. I was happy to be home too, but I didn't know if I was ready to be home alone. I could still vividly remember the way those men looked at me, and the pain I felt when they were hurting me.

"Devon?" I called his name when he was back in the living room with me.

"Yeah?" He gave me a curious smile.

"Will you stay with me for a while?" I felt childish for even asking. "It's just that I feel a little too scared to be alone." That made me feel even more childish. Dammit.

"I would have sat in my car all night watching the place if you hadn't asked me." He grinned at me. "I told you I was going to keep an eye on you. And it just so happens that tomorrow is my day off." I smiled at that. This was a nice development. 

"Thank you." I took his hand then as he sat on the couch next to me, our knees touching despite the ample space the piece of furniture offered us.

"Think nothing of it, Ella."

I couldn't help it, when he said those words I just leaned forward and pressed my lips against him. That seemed to be all the invitation that he needed. Devon slid his hand up my arm and to the nape of my neck as he kissed me back. His tongue slid into my mouth as I opened my it for him.

Once the angle was better it was like a damn broke inside of Devon. He was exploring the inside of my mouth like he was Marco Polo exploring new lands. And I wasn't just letting him kiss me. I kissed him back with just as much fervor. I explored his mouth with my tongue and showed him that I was not a shy lover.

However, just as the kiss was getting really good, when Devon put his hand on my shirt to feel more of my body, I felt how stiff my shirt was. I had almost forgotten that I was covered in dried blood.

"Oh my Goddess. I can't believe I did that while I was still so filthy." I had pulled back away from him and I could see a heated, hungry look in Devon's eyes as he panted and tried to hold himself back. "Do you mind waiting here while I take a shower?" I thought about offering to let him take one with me, but that was a bit much for the night we met, right?

"Yeah, no problem. Do you mind if I get a drink?" He asked as he pointed with his thumb over his shoulder and toward the kitchen.

"No, make yourself at home." I was happy that he was feeling so at ease here already, and that we had such great chemistry.

I hurried into my room then and shut the door tightly behind me. I needed to rush through this shower but also make sure I didn't miss anything. I grabbed some cute and sexy pajamas, silky cami and shorts combo, and ran into the attached bathroom.

I threw the clothes that I had been wearing straight into the trash and then jumped into the spray of hot water. I cleaned away all the blood and dirt and washed my hair thoroughly. After that I made sure that my legs were properly shaved and that I was perfectly presentable if anything were to happen.

I dried and dressed in a rush. Toweled the water from my hair and pulled it back into a loose ponytail so that it was out of the way. When I was ready and figured there was nothing else for me to do right now I ran back out to my room and just barely calmed myself down before exiting back into the living room.

It seemed that Devon was still in the kitchen and there was a lovely smell coming from inside that room.

"Sorry but I got a little hungry so I used some of the food you had available." Devon came to the door and smiled at me only to stop and apparently gulp, did he like my pajamas that much?

"It's fine, I was hungry anyway." I smiled at him in return.

I sat at the table while Devon brought over two plates. I don't know why I was acting like I was in his space and not my own, but it felt nice to have him bring me the plate like that, like he was taking care of me even more.

The plate had four little tacos on it. But these weren't normal tacos, they looked like they had wonton wraps that had been fried crispy for the shells. I had forgotten I bought those last week, I wanted to make homemade soup when I had Chinese food next. Inside the crispy shells was what looked like coleslaw and chopped chicken and it was topped with a sweet, slightly garlicky sauce.

"This smells wonderful, what is it?"

"Wonton tacos." He looked proud of himself. They're easy if you have the stuff. I can't believe you had all the ingredients in your fridge. Talk about getting lucky, right?"

"Mhmm."

We ate the food while we talked. By the way, the food tasted amazing. To think I had the stuff to make all this. And I hadn't been in the other room that long so they were really easy to make.

Once we were done eating I asked Devon if he wanted to watch a movie with me. He agreed but then he noticed that I didn't have a TV in the living room.

"Um, how?" He asked, confused.

"I move the TV around sometimes. It's currently in the bedroom."

"Oh." I didn't miss the heated look or the smirk on his face.

Scott followed me into the room and we turned on a romantic comedy that definitely wouldn't give me any more negative thoughts to think about. I was already dressed for bed but Devon was still wearing his suit and I didn't think that would be comfortable for him to wear while lounging on the bed.

"Do you want to, maybe, get a little more comfortable?" I wasn't exactly nervous, but I felt slightly awkward as I said those words.

"My, Miss Ella, are you trying to see me naked?" He grinned at me and stepped closer to me.

"Would you be upset if I said yes?" I looked away sheepishly.

"On the contrary, I would be overjoyed." I looked up just in time for him to kiss my lips instead of my nose.

After that Devon stripped down to his undershirt and boxer briefs. I could see the outline of his manhood through the thin material and I couldn't help but imagine what he would look like fully nake and fully erect. I'm such a dirty minded pervert.

We climbed into the bed then, laying on top of all the covers. We made a show of watching the movie at first, but my attention was elsewhere, and I think Devon's was too. In fact, when I turned my head so I could look at his face I saw that he was staring at me.

"Ella?" He asked me, uncertain of if he should proceed with his thoughts.

"Devon." I didn't make it a question, no his name was a statement, something telling him to come over here and make it so I couldn't think about the men who attacked me earlier. I had fully healed already and I just wanted to make that connection with my mate. Call me a slut if you want, but I needed this right now.

Devon understood what I had been trying to tell him. He rolled a little, taking me with him. I was now pressed to the bed with him half laying on top of me and his lips pressed to mine. I could feel his body, the definition of his muscles and the long hard smoothness of his erection that he was already sporting.

With a quick swift movement Devon pulled his shirt over his head. I had been right in imagining how delicious he would look when he was naked. I knew that Devon was a man who took care of his body. 

Devon was already touching me all over. His hands were exploring my chest as he pushed aside my silky cami like pajama top. He had his other hand down between my thighs, teasing me through my silky shorts and panties.

I don't remember exactly how or when but we were both suddenly naked. All I really remember were mind blowing kisses and Devon's hands touching my body. I was ready, dripping wet and in need of his body. Devon was ready, he had been since we had started. 

I knew that Devon was trying to treat me right and give me the proper amount of foreplay, but I just wanted to feel him, on me and in me. I needed the comforting weight of his body as he pressed against me and the stretching and mind blowing feel of him invading my body.

"Devon!" I called his name and dragged his face away from my breasts so that he could look at me. "Devon, I need you, now. Please." I begged him. I had never begged for sex before but I was doing it now. I couldn't help it though, I needed this.

"Are you sure, Ella?" He seemed like he was not wanting to skimp on pleasuring me.

"Yes, please Devon, I need you. I need you now."

He didn't need any more prompting than that. He moved himself up so that he was over me more and his thighs were pressing my legs open even more than they already were. I felt Devon fit himself against my opening then. Goddess, but he was a big man, in more ways than one. I had been in awe when I saw him naked and I was glad that I was about to experience this for myself.

Devon thrust forward then, his shaft piercing through me until he hit his hilt against my body with an audible slapping sound. He was ready to create a rhythm that worked for the both of us. He pulled himself back repeatedly and drove into me hard and fast every time.

This was the urgency, the desire for each other that I needed. He was making it so that I was unable to think about anything but him. He was driving me closer and closer to my climax with pure sex without the need for foreplay to make it easier. This meant that he was the perfect lover for me. A man who could make me orgasm with little to no foreplay was a man who knew what he was doing. I loved it and I couldn't wait to see what he was capable of when I wasn't in so much of a hurry.

For right now, though, the two of us were panting and closing in on that moment of ecstasy that would send us into oblivion. I wrapped my legs around Devon's waist and helped to aid him in getting a deeper thrust that would bring us both that much more pleasure. Soon enough, I was falling apart beneath him. I could feel the waves of my orgasm take over my body and squeeze Devon tight. That was all he needed too, I felt him explode inside of me with a loud growling sound of satisfaction.

Devon collapsed on top of me for a moment, unable to move after what we had just done. That's fine, I enjoyed the weight and feel of his body. After a few moments though he came to his senses and pulled himself from my body.

"I'm sorry Ella." He sounded repentant.

"For what?" I laughed. "That was amazing."

"I should have worn a condom, or pulled out. I just got caught up in the moment."

"I don't mind." I kissed his cheek. "That's part of being mated, isn't it?" I grinned at him. "None of my kind ever really practice safe sex after being mated."

"That's going to take some getting used to." He laughed as kissed my forehead. "But I won't regret what I did if you're OK with it." He rolled to the side then and wrapped his arms around me. We drifted off to sleep then, with me snuggled against his chest. I have to admit, it was a wonderful way to spend my night.

And I didn't dream about the attack at all that night.