“Ple-“
“Answer me.”
She didn’t have to think twice. She loved him. And he knew how she felt.
“Y-Yes,” she mumbled softly.
Once more, he filled her with a single thrust, savoring the splendor of having her around him. He moved in and out of her, as she tried to match his demanding strokes.
She could feel her orgasm nearing.
“I can’t hear you.”
Miranda came, her walls trembling and her back arching against the rough texture of the tree.
“Yes… Yes… Shit! Shit…” she cried. Her legs locked even tighter around Llewis waist.
He took her lips in a long passionate kiss, claiming her body once more, driving each other to another climax before he himself reached his orgasm. He moaned against her mouth when he came, muscles contracting and heart racing. He felt pleased that she was also trying to catch her breath after making love with him.
Slowly, Llewis carried Miranda in his arms and laid her body on jacket that was on the ground. She stroked his chest with a hand when he settled next to her.
“I missed you,” she spoke.
“I love you.”
Miranda tilted her head and watched Llewis. He was smiling widely as he stared the moon.
She just made love with him under the moonlight.
“I love you, too,” she responded before planting a kiss on his forehead.
She was the alpha’s daughter. And now, she’s dating an alpha… soon to be a wife of an alpha…
It wasn’t bad after all, she thought, watching the clouds clearing the sky, allowing the moon to shine at its brightest.
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Taken Rough
Chloe Martel
Taken Rough
Copyright 2016 by Chloe Martel
First electronic publication: January 2017
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NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:
This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to person, living or dead, actual events, locale or organizations is entirely coincidental.
Warning: Due to mature subject matter, such as explicit sexual situations and coarse language, this story is not suitable for anyone under the age of 18. All sexually active characters in this work are 18 years of age or older, and all acts of a sexual nature are consensual.
Taken Rough
Chapter 1: Dreams for a Better Life
“Amanda?”
Amanda jumped up.
“Amanda, I was asking, would you like another cup of tea?” Maggie asked again, getting up and walking towards her kitchen.
“I, oh, well, I guess so, Mag,” Amanda said, nodding. “I didn’t hear, sorry.”
“Please stop torturing yourself with the memories,” Maggie said, rolling her eyes.
Amanda looked at her best friend, who was standing in the hallway, her arms crossed, looking at her. “I’m not torturing myself,” she smiled, “in fact, I was daydreaming.”
“Hmm, have you got a prince charming on your mind?” Maggie asked.
“No, Maggie, what are you talking about?” Amanda shook her head.
“Well, you should think about it already,” laughing, Maggie disappeared into the kitchen.
Amanda, with her bright blue eyes, fair skin, shiny jet-black long hair and petite physique was Maggie’s opposite. Maggie was fuller, had big brown eyes and brown curly hair. Amanda was more of the tender type, sometimes letting others take advantage of her kind nature. In her twenty-six years, she was just starting to learn the art of self-confidence, which was partly due to the fact that she was an orphan, and was raised in an orphanage. Her life after the orphanage got no better when she started working in a hotel, where her boss was the worst person in the world. She endured that boss for a couple of years and then changed jobs – only to start working in another hotel, this time with an ugly, old boss who wanted her. Amanda was still a virgin, and grateful for not being raped by the old boss before running away like hell from that hotel, too. And the job after that one – even though this time her boss was a woman, it got no better. There she felt worthless, getting regularly humiliated and disregarded. There were others, too, and Amanda sighed, remembering her work experiences one by one. All her employers were awful, each one worse than the previous one. The only things she had gained from working in all those hotels was the sum of money she had saved over the years, her comprehensive experience in hotel management and her good friends. Good friends who taught her to be more self-confident, tougher and able to stand her ground. Well, personally speaking, she didn’t need to gain anything else from working in those awful atmospheres, she acknowledged, smiling slightly.
Maggie came back from the kitchen, carrying a tray with two cups of tea.
“Here, take this,” she said, placing the cups carefully onto the small table in front of the sofa and sitting down next to Amanda.
Amanda took her cup absent-mindedly.
“And once again you’re wandering somewhere inside your head,” Maggie said. “Please be here, be present. You need yourself now more than ever. Don’t be absent from your own life.”
“I’m another girl, Mag,” Amanda said. “I’m totally different. I am determined and strong, thanks to you and our other friends. Don’t worry about me.”
“That’s just what I wanted to hear” Maggie said, nodding. “In a few minutes Stacy and the others will be here and we’ll discuss everything. Soon you will be your own boss.”
Amanda smiled. The words were to her liking. She had left her last job two weeks ago, swearing to never work for any boss ever. And she was going to try to start her own business, even though it seemed a bit scary at first.
“I’m sure you will be able to run your business rather successfully,” Maggie said. “You have the much-needed experience, and the money is ready, too. So I don’t think there’s anything to be nervous about.”
Amanda nodded, blowing softly into her cup, to cool her tea a little. Maggie was right – her whole project of constructing and building a small cozy hotel in the middle of the forest was mostly ready, due to her friends who were willing to help her. Saving as much money as she could over the years, she had the money and the experience of running a hotel, so there was only the construction issues left to think about.
***
Maggie’s doorbell rang. Amanda jumped up, as Maggie went striding to open the door.
“Hello!” their friends came in, wearing big smiles on their faces. Andy, George, Stacey and Luisa advanced to Amanda, ready to hug her.
“Hi, dear,” Stacey said, hugging Amanda and squeezing her so hard that Amanda’s face was buried in Stacey’s frizzy blond hair for a long time.
“Mandy, congratulations,” Luisa said gently. Her light blue, almost white eyes and light blond straight hair matched her calm personality. “At last you are free.” She hugged Amanda lightly and smiled. She had been on a family vacation and had just learned Amanda’s news.
“So,” George said as all of them were seated comfortably on Maggie’s sofa. “I’ve spoken with a construction company to start. The whole construction process will take about a month, with reasonable prices.” He ran his fingers through his light brown hair with pride.
“George! Thanks so much!” Amanda said, beaming with happiness. “As we have already chosen the location of the hotel, there is nothing left to do but to start the construction! I tru
ly can’t believe that I’m going to have my own business!”
“What was its name going to be? I forgot,” Luisa said tentatively.
“‘Fresh and Easy’,” Amanda replied. “And I’m very happy with the name!”
“Me, too!” Maggie added.
“Amanda, you are strong and have will power,” Andy said. “You have the experience and the money to start your own business. And of course you have us.” He smiled sincerely, making dimples appear in his fair cheeks, his green eyes sparkling.
“Guys, I am so happy to have you. You are my best friends,” Amanda said. “You’ve helped me in the early stages of my dream, and now it’s finally coming true.” Her friends had taken a couple of weeks off work, in order to be with her and to help her with the process.
“And we’ll help you more, and then some more, until you stand firmly on the ground with your two feet,” Maggie said, bringing more tea from the kitchen for all of her friends. Then she put some pies and cupcakes on the small table, too. “My cooking,” she added, taking the biggest pie and biting half of it.
***
Andy gave Amanda a ride from Maggie’s house late at night, after some discussions and planning. Amanda entered her rented small apartment in the suburbs of the city past midnight. She was tired, but full of energy and enthusiasm, which her friends had filled her up with during the evening. Her apartment was scanty but clean, with minimal furniture, being the cheapest one in the city, which more or less had a small kitchen, a bedroom that resembled a box and a very small bathroom. What else could she afford, especially now that she had to think twice before spending each penny of her savings?
Lying down on her bed, Amanda closed her eyes, smiling. She had sacrificed several years and had saved all the money she could afford to, and everything was worth it now. “Fresh and Easy. I will have the business of my dreams,” she said to herself. “Free from Mr. Howard, Mr. Simons and Mr. Moore, as well as Mrs. Clark. Free from everyone.”
She unwillingly remembered the day when Mr. Simons, the ugly old man, had called her into his cabinet to ‘discuss’ something. She had gone in, without suspecting anything. Then she had heard the door locking, and discovered to her horror that she was alone with the old man, who was smiling and advancing towards her, trapping her between him and the wall. She had lost her voice from fear, until he had laid his hands on her body, squeezing her butt, making her scream. Her scream had made him stop and at that moment the janitor had started knocking on the door, screaming if everything was all right. “If you say anything to anyone,” Mr. Simons had whispered to her before opening the door, “I will make sure to have you in the most brutal way, making you remember it the rest of your life.” She had lied to the janitor, saying that she had seen a spider, thus all the screaming. The next moment she had left her job.
Sighing and shaking her head, Amanda said to herself: “I’m getting stronger. I must forget my past.”
She and her friends had planned to meet early next morning to meet with the construction workers and to go to the construction site together with them. Amanda started fantasizing. In about a month she would be the happiest person in the world.
She dozed off with the light still on and woke up from her mobile phone alarm when it was already early morning.
Getting up, Amanda forced her eyes open with cold water and took a cold shower. She didn’t have the luxury of hot water in her apartment, and was already used to the cold showers she had been having for years. After squeezing the last drops of the cheapest toothpaste she could afford, Amanda brushed her teeth. Then she entered her kitchen in two steps and made breakfast from one loaf of bread and some cheese left from the previous day.
Eating hastily and looking into the small mirror on the wall, she nodded, saying to herself: “I can endure such poor breakfasts, as well as lunches, dinners and suppers, because I know that in the long run, it will help me keep my savings and have nice meals in the near future.” Her own words encouraged her, and she put the rest of the sandwich into her mouth, looking at the clock of her phone, which showed 7:30 a.m. She hurried into her bedroom, toweling and brushing her wet hair, and then she put on her top, shorts and sneakers. She still had an hour to meet her friends, but she was impatient about the whole project and couldn’t sit still. Taking the money needed to pay the construction company, she got ready to leave. Determination was spilling out of her head, as she left her apartment with her backpack full of the necessary documents and money. She could take a bus to Maggie’s house where all of them would be ready to go to the construction site in the forests, but Amanda had a lot of time and her legs were refusing to stay still, so instead of taking a bus she decided to walk. The bus would cost something, besides, walking made the accumulated adrenaline fade off, and Amanda felt less anxious about the upcoming meeting and the first real step towards her hotel. Of course it was exciting and she was happy but deep inside her mind she was a bit strained and scared, as it was a totally new experience for her, the whole have-my-own-business thing. Lost in her thoughts and walking quickly, Amanda reached Maggie’s house in one hour, not believing that she walked such a long distance. She usually liked to walk and jog, and it wasn’t tiring for her, but she had never walked from her apartment to Maggie’s house before.
***
“Just in time!” Maggie said, opening the front door and hugging her friend.
“Hi, Mag, is everybody here yet?” Amanda asked, peeking into the living room through the hallway.
“Yes, we are!” Stacey called from the living room.
“Wow, you are very punctual!” Amanda exclaimed.
“Just like you!” Andy said.
“Almost,” Amanda said, laughing. “I am two minutes late.”
After savoring some more of Maggie’s delicious cooking, everyone got ready to go and to meet the construction company as George had planned beforehand.
Andy and Stacey had cars, so they decided to divide into two groups and get into two cars. Amanda and Maggie got into Andy’s car, while George and Luisa rode with Stacey.
The construction company was not too far away. When they reached the place to meet with the representatives of the company, those were already ready and waiting for them. The head of the constructing department as well as a few chief workers met Amanda and her friends.
The ride to the forests was fun.
“Mag, I wonder how long we have to ride till we reach there?” Amanda kept asking.
Maggie rolled her eyes. “Amanda, are you serious? You are so shaky, calm down, baby.”
Amanda laughed. “I am too excited, Mag, that’s why.”
Andy looked at Amanda through the rear mirror. “You are just a tad bit nervous. But I’m sure it will pass if you try Maggie’s delicious cakes.”
Maggie started rummaging in her bag and got out a piece of cake, wrapped in foil wrapper. “Help yourself, my dear,” she said, reaching to the backseat and giving it to Amanda. “Andy, here, take this one,” she added, getting another piece of cake. “Oh, you’re behind the wheel, okay, never mind, I’ll eat this one, and you will get yours when we stop.”
Amanda giggled, while Andy shook his head, laughing, as Maggie savored the cake with much pleasure. “I can’t stop when I see them, it’s not my fault,” Maggie started explaining away.
Chapter 2: Fresh and Easy
Running through the forests was his most favorite pastime. It kind of relaxed him, made him calmer, stronger, it kept him fit as well. Besides eating berries, fruits and other food the forest could provide, Roger loved to climb the hills, covered with forests and to look down at the green forest which he considered his. Whose else could he consider it, if he was the only one living in around here. Finding some more berries, he got them easily with his claws and sniffed them. Delicious. Being a bear was fascinating. And easy, too. Living in the wilderness in a human form would be impossible. He wouldn’t be able to hunt for food, and running wouldn’t be as satisfying. So he rarely shifted into his hu
man form.
Suddenly the bear stood still. He could smell something else than food. He strained his nostrils and listened. Noise. Hurriedly climbing up the hill and hiding behind trees, he looked. In some distance he could see moving cars, which stopped, and several people got out of them. “People,” he grunted. He wanted to see what these people wanted to do. Of course he had seen people before, as he had gone to the city himself. But he didn’t like when people came to his forest. Sometimes they came to have a picnic, or just go hiking. Most of the time they left their garbage right there, which annoyed Roger.
But this time it seemed different. Those people were neither hiking, nor having picnic. They were measuring the area and talking for a long time. Roger frowned. In his bear form he looked menacing when he was angry. But he didn’t want to scare the people, so he just stayed where he was, and watched them. It took about a couple of hours. He was becoming impatient, when he saw them leave. Well, most of them. Some remained and even set up a few cabins around the area. He felt that he wasn’t going to like it.
***
A few days had passed. Sitting on her bed, Amanda turned on her old radio. To her surprise, it wasn’t telling the news or some ad, instead it was playing the most wonderful melody she had ever heard. It was both soothing and energizing at the same time. It seemed as though she was playing that music herself. She knew that it was because of her state of mind, her dreams, her fantasies, her hope for a better future, for a better life. The sweet and slow melody woke in Amanda such feelings, which she didn’t recognize. Those were other feelings and weren’t related to the hotel business at all. She felt that even though she had lots of friends, she was lonely. She needed someone, who would hold her hand in the gentlest way, and thinking about it, she shivered and felt uneasy. Being a virgin, Amanda hadn’t even kissed a boy in her life. She had unpleasant feelings about men because of the ugly old boss that she had had, who wanted her. That’s why she had never bothered to have a boyfriend. She had always avoided men because of the unpleasant association, but this time it was different. The melody made her heart crave for new feelings, new needs and new emotions. She fell asleep with the radio on.
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