Forbidden by Liliana Carlisle

CHAPTER 31

AMELIA

From what I’ve been told, mating with someone that isn’t your soulmate is the worst thing you can do.

It leaves a dissonance in the soul. There’s a sense of longing that never goes away, as the true mate is still out there, unable to complete the bond.

I don’t know who my mate is. But as this Alpha sinks his teeth into me, my eyes roll into the back of my head, my body floating from the high.

He rocks me gently against his lap, sucking at my wound, and I come apart.

I bury my face in his shoulder, refusing to open my eyes as the orgasm vibrates throughout my body. My slick soaks us, and I sob through the pleasure.

He’s in me.

I’m in him.

Our souls are tied together forever.

It’s unforgivable. I didn’t consent to giving myself away.

He stole my soul in a dirty theatre, thousands of miles away from my home.

The Alpha growls in my ear, praising me as his hand goes between my legs, working my clit just the way I like.

I hate him for it. He brings me to another orgasm, and tears flow down my cheeks as he wipes them away.

“I’m sorry, Princess,” He whispers. “It had to be this way.”

Princess.

But it can’t be Jakob. It just can’t be.

I sense his longing through our connection, his desire to take me right there and claim me.

There’s also a pang of guilt so large it squeezes my chest.

But I ignore it as I bounce in his lap, finding friction against his rock-hard cock through his pants.

“Had to claim you,” he growls in my ear. “You’re mine…nobody else’s…”

I stop listening.

I take and take, working myself on his clothed cock, bringing myself to climax after climax, soaking his lap with my slick.

I’m ready for him to take me right there, but to my surprise, he doesn’t.

He just lets me use him until I collapse, inhaling his scent, letting it cloud my senses.

I can pretend it’s Jakob. Just for now, until this shitshow is over and I have to face reality.

And I’m not sure when that will be.

Or if I can ever do it.