I was Kidnapped for Revenge by a Ruthless Alpha-Chapter 156: Up Late

~THIRD PERSON POV~

The group went to several stores, and at some parts split up to shop for each other.

This was Odette’s first ever girls shopping trip with a group of women. In all her years, she’s never had a group of girlfriends.

At the bookstore Odette found a collectable hard cover of Dune for Ambrose. The design was engraved and the paper was thick and textured. She’d found a few other things as well during her trips to other stores.

For Emalea, she picked out a beautiful handmade scarf and matching gloves and hat and a friendship charm bracelet.

For Raven, she bought new combat boots, but with pockets on the inside specifically designed and fully equipped with tiny thing needle like knives.

For Ursula, she picked up a leather bound journal, with a taxidermy butterfly incased on the front.

She picked out specific gifts for her father and uncles, as well as her grandpa and Mammy. She didn’t know of anyone else who may be attending the treaty and it was getting late. She told Ambrose she would be back for dinner. And if there was one thing she knew he didn’t like, was being late.

"I think it’s time we head back, I think I’ve got everything. How about you guys?" She looked at each of her friends.

"I’ve got one last thing to get, and then I’m ready." Emalea answered.

Walking to the last store, Emalea went inside alone. About 15 minutes later she exited the store with a brown paper bag. "Okay, let’s go back."

The four made it back just in time for dinner.

Odette took her seat next to Ambrose. Things had calmed down in the palace for the most part. Since the two visiting brothers left and Isabella was married off, the only drama was dealt with by Ambrose, and it usually concerned the upcoming alliance meeting and the Gala.

After she would be announced at the Gala, the halls would be opened once again for the higher ranking members of the pack to join. They had been banned from the table, while Odette was here because of her identity needing to remain a secret.

"It looks like you bought a lot today, I saw all the bags you tried to stash away." Ambrose poked at Odette hoping for information.

"I sure did, and if you go peaking before Christmas, I will never buy you another present again." Odette firmly insisted. She hated when people would spoil her surprises for them. Uncle Oliver did it all the time and it drove her nuts.

"That hurts, why can’t I just know now, since I’ll know it eventually, what’s the difference?" Ambrose pouted playfully at her.

"Days, that’s the difference." Odette, shot him a threatening glare, warning him to stay away from the presents.

"Fine..." Ambrose huffed.

The night before Christmas the palace started screamed Holiday Spirit. The staff worked hard, the entire place was decorated. A large tree was placed in the ball room. Usually they’d have a Christmas Ball, but with the gala and the vampires soon to be arrival, they didn’t want to add more to the itinerary. The halls were decorated with garland and lights twinkling on every collum. It was a winter wonderland, inside and out. Snow had started falling, leaving a fresh blanket of snow outside for a white Christmas morning.

Odette was up late Christmas Eve wrapping the rest of her presents after baking loads of cookies for tomorrow.

By the time she finished and crawled into bed it was 2 in the morning.

The bed was warm from Ambrose’s body heat. His skin nearly burned to touch. He was Odette’s person heater.

The minute she crawled into bed with him, he rolled over and pulled her in closely. Inhaling the scent of her strawberries.

"You smell good enough to eat." He whispered, barely conscious.

"And you are a naughty boy, better watch out, or you’ll end up on Santa’s naughty list, ya little devil." She whispered jokingly back.

Ambrose started to kiss her neck tenderly, the passion slowly growing.

She could feel his hard on growing with it.

An ache formed in her core, begging for his touch. Her body craved him, craved his touch. She moaned with each gentle placement of his lips.

Caressing her breast with one hand. Squeezing it tightly, a gasp escaped her, and she bit down on her lip. Her hips instinctively started to roll, grinding on his hardened cock.

His large, hard muscles flexed as he groped her. He moaned into her neck feeling wetness soak his dick.

Her arousal smelled like heaven, sending Onyx howling in his head. Begging to claim her. He had to remind him, now wasn’t the time. But Onyx was reluctant to give up, he was getting more and more impatient.

He moved his kisses up her neck, slowly outlining her jaw before reaching her mouth. Their bond sparked to life, intensifying their feelings and touch. Her body was on fire. Screaming for his penetration. Their kiss so deep and consuming, they lost all sense of time and reason. Becoming the only two people in the world.

Ambrose’s cock was throbbing, he couldn’t take it anymore, positioning himself at her entrance, he soaked the tip in her juices, before pressing into her opening and thrusting inside her.

Her back arched in instinct, pressing her chest into his.

She felt divine as her walls stretched to accommodate his massive shaft. A moan ripped from her chest; her body shivered at the pleasure.

He didn’t hold back, he trusted in her again. Her body squeezed his hard member. Ambrose leaned up and gripped her neck. Odette nearly purred at this. Holding her firmly in place he started to pound himself inside her. Her body jerking upward with each forceful shove. She grunted feeling his tip his her uterus, slamming into her.

She rolled her hips on his pelvis, her clit building in sensitivity. He could feel her climax approaching rapidly.

He picked up his face, and put more thrust in his pounding. The sound of skin clapping echoed in the bedroom, only overshadowed by the moans of pleasure both of them were experiencing.

"I’m going to cum, keep going." Odette pleaded, she was chasing the high that would come with her orgasm. She rode his cock harder and he squeezed neck tighter, plunging into her with all his might.

Her body started to shake as the climax approached.

When it hit, her body convulsed, waves of pleasure crashed over her. Her every nerve felt raw and sensitive. She was being undone by him. Her mind was spinning and her breathing was heavy. He didn’t let up, even after her climax finished, he kept on pounding her flesh.

"Fuck you feel too good." Ambrose growled low and deep, his glowing gold as Onyx tried to surface.

His own orgasm was building. He pulled out with no warning, causing her to gasp in surprise at the hollow feeling he left behind.

With ease Ambrose flipped her on to her stomach, grabbing her hips and lifting her ass into the air, he slammed into her again. Ripping her walls open. Odette screamed in pain, followed by a flood of pleasure in her veins.

Ambrose rapped her hair around his hand and pulled her head up as he pounded her insides, scrambling her guts and rearranging her uterus.

The sound of slapping grew louder and got faster, Ambrose moaned in pleasure before giving her one final thrust and pulling out, finishing all over her back.

"Fuck...."