The Alpha's Exchanged Mate
The Alpha’s Exchanged Mate – Chapter 43

Alexander’s POV…

I glared at her as she stood gloriously naked before me, her perfect curves being highlighted in the beam of the sun. It cooperated to make her gleam so bright like the ray of sunlight she is

She shined so bright; no wonder the moon goddess made her mine, my Luna. The water dripping down her skin made me want to trail them up with my tongue and lick every curve and corner of her body. She was exceptionally beautiful, and she knew it. She smiled at me when she reached out for the towel hanging on the toilet rail and wrapped it around her body.

F**k this wheelchair!!!

If I wasn’t still confining myself to the restriction of its wheels, I would have reached out to her right now. I would twelve her from behind, yank the towel out of her body with no apology, turn her to face the wall, and f**k her right here and right now.

But I was still so much not willing to give up this act, especially not for some temporary form of pleasure. It wasn’t worth it for the greater and bigger picture which I saw that made me still keep up with this act.

“Enjoying the view?” Edwina asked with a smile on her face. She looks like an angel when she smiles.

“Well, it was good. Too bad it didn’t last for so long,” I said with a smirk on my face, and I could see her blushing. The beauty this lady radiates is immeasurable.

“How has your search for Ben been?” She asked another question, passing me and going to the main bedroom. She was headed straight to her dressing mirror. And I wheeled my wag behind her. Everything in me was tempted to get up from this wheelchair and f**k her right before the mirror, watching her scream out my name. I could almost feel myself getting hard at the thought of it alone.

“My search for Ben has not been fruitful as expected,” I paused and exhaled. I am not sure I should be talking to Edwina about Ben, considering the already existing history between them. Yes, she had sworn her allegiance to me as her Alpha and the throne, but we all know that the heart has a mind of its own when it comes to the matter of the heart.

“It was a perfectly laid out plan,” she replied when she noticed I was lost in thought. The noisy sound that came from the hair dryer brought me back to reality.

“From his end, right?” It was a question because I already knew what she was talking about.

“Yes, from his end,” she replied when she had turned off the noisy hair dryer.

“He had carefully laid out a plan of his own, and with the help of the sizzlers, he executed it with no trace. It was too clean. He left no footprints behind, nor did he leave any loose end.”

She sighed in disappointment, I was expecting to hear from her, but she fell silent all of a sudden and stood up, walking towards me. With each step she drew closer to me, I could feel her getting tense, and I was already getting a hard-on.

Damn the f*****g effect she had on me. She lowered herself to my level and, without uttering a word, took my lips into hers and began to k**s me immensely, her mouth felt like they were devouring mine, but the gentleness she also brought when her lips stalled with mine. I kissed her back, using my hands to draw her closer to me. Closer and closer till her chest burnt into mine, and she let out a soft m**n. Her towel was still around her chest, and it was taking everything I had not to pull out of her body.

She was moaning gently in my mouth as our mouths collided, tasting her and exploring her. My hands were gently moving down her body and soon exploring the south side, and with one swift movement, the knots on her towel were off and loosened, and it came flying off.

“F**k,” a sound came out of my mouth as I glared at her gloriously naked body.

“F**k me,” she cried out. I quickly started unbuckling my trousers and then paused.

“Not here. I can’t have s*x with you in this wheelchair. It is restrictive,” I complained as I noticed I was about to lose grip of myself. I almost stood up from the wheelchair to remove my trouser until something in me kicked against it. I don’t know how long I would keep on going on like this.

“Let me help you out of the trousers then,”

Gently and slowly, she didn’t just help me out of my trousers but also out of my top, we were both naked before each other, and my length was so hard, crying for some sweet lovemaking.

I cupped her breast in my hands as she bent down again to my level and kissed her, my hands were caressing her slowly and gently, and she was moaning loudly.

She kept on moaning.

“F**k me, Alex,” she cried out again.

And as soon as she stood up, she sat down, but instead of facing me, she turned her back, and I cupped her breast, and she gently settled down into my hard manhood and began to f**k me. She rode me so hard that I knew I was going to cum very soon.

“Slow down, baby. I don’t want to cum now,” I said to her, breathing huskily.

“I want you to cum. I am about to cum,” she replied, and this time, kept going harder on me, and soon the juice from both our cums came rushing down as she was also squirting gloriously.

We were both breathing hastily as we both reached climax.

“F**k, that was one hell of a ride,” I said with my voice a little bit hoarse.

“Yes, it was,” she replied as she stood up from me, picked up her towel, and wrapped it around her body.

She also helped me back into my clothing. I hate that she had to help me get dressed in such a moment like this and that I kind of feel is so helpful. I also knew I needed to keep on.

“So I was thinking,” she finally said when we were both dressed, and as soon as the word left her mouth, the realization hit me, did she just f**k me for a reason?

I glared at her, trying not to conclude hearing her out.

“What were you thinking of,” I asked.

“You know how the settlement the sizzlers asked for was me. Why don’t we leverage on that to win the war?”

I was both confused and curious to hear her final line of thought. I was trying not to jump to the end of the statement before she reached it, but something told me whatever she was going to say. It wasn’t going to go well with me. And I could feel it already.

“Okay, let me in on your thoughts,” I said to her.

“Why don’t you use me to lure Ben out? We all know that’s what he wants, for whatever reason he wants me but why not we use me and draw him out?”

I was trying to hide how furious I was by her even thinking of such a thing.

“You keep saying we, like you and I agree to this already,” I retorted. I knew my voice had gone an octave higher, but I couldn’t help the way I felt about such an absurd plan.

“I am actually trying to tell you about it and let you in on my idea. It is subjected to change, and discussion,”

“There is nothing up for discussion, I am not going to use you as bait of any form. “

“But you haven’t even heard the full plan yet,”

“I said no,” I shouted, and she was startled and moved back a bit.

“Was this why you f****d me the way you just did?” I asked. I knew it was such a low and petty question to ask. But I was already at that low point, and I knew all I could do was go lower.

“Why do you always think I sleep with you or rather always associate s*x with some sort of sick idea in your head?” She replied with rage and anger written all over her face.

“I am sorry,” I apologized calmly. I wasn’t really sorry for my insinuations but rather for raising my voice on her, and she quickly wore a black A-shaped long gown over her head and took her floppy bunny slippers.

“I will be in the piano room if you need me, and please do me a favor, don’t need me,” she said and walked out on me. As soon as she shut the door, I stood up and threw a punch at the mirror glass, shattering it into pieces.

“F**k,” I yelled, and the door immediately opened again.

I was so f****d.