The Alphas’ P**n Star Mate

He swayed his body, kneeling on the ground before me. I watched lustfully as he sank back, leaning against his muscled and flexed arms while he bucked his hips into the air towards me. I could just imagine how every thrust would feel, and it was getting me more than a little excited. The apex of my thighs were getting moist as a rush of arousal came over me. When Mick sat back up and his eyes locked onto mine, I could see the hunger there. His nostrils flared. He could smell me.

He slowly knelt up, and I let my hands fall to his shoulders, then brushed them up into his hair. It was sweaty, but so silky. I had this longing to pull it, so I did. It made him hiss and his eyes blaze.

"Fuck," he groaned, running his nose up my center. That made the crowd go wild. They went even crazier when he swiftly lifted my legs and wound them around his neck. The moisture of his mouth was pressing against the front of my jeans, and my moisture within me was leaking out inside of them. I moaned and ground my pussy against his face, letting my mouth fall open with a gasp when his nose brushed against my nub.

His eyes were on mine when his tongue flicked out and subtly teased me against my zipper. I almost convulsed right then.

"One last bang," Cortina suggested again, and this time I was all for it. If he was getting me this wound up with all my clothes still on, I could only imagine how good it would feel if we were alone, and there was no crowd or clothes, or even Rodger and the others to hold us back. "It would be amazing," Cortina said in full confidence. "You deserve to find out how amazing it could be."

Why was Cortina so for this man? She never cared about anyone else I would potentially sleep with. She was not active in any part of those decisions after the first time I slept with Darren. That wasn't even for Darren particularly, but just about me having sex in general to get back at Cameron and start my revenge.

Could I do it one last time before opening up the link between me and Cameron for the last time and rejecting him for good? Could I open myself up and be vulnerable to my neighbor who I have had nothing but strife with before?

As Mick laid my body on the stage and started grinding against me, his dick strained in his pants and pressing against my wet, hot pussy, I knew the answer to that question.

Yes. I very much could.

I lay there in awe, my hands gliding over Mick's body as he danced on top of me when I started to get light pains in my chest. It wasn't anything major. Just the same flickerings of betrayal I often felt when Cameron would try to retaliate. It put a bit of a damper on my lustful mood, but it wasn't anything I couldn't ignore.

Then, the pain started to stab through my chest, feeling the most intense since I left the hospital a year ago.

"What the fuck?" I groaned to Cortina. "He's figured out a way?"

She whimpered, then receded, probably trying to find Rome like she often did during times of confusion or when she needed an escape.

Mick started to notice my declining enthusiasm, and was looking at me with confusion. I tried to smile and play off the pain moving beneath my chest, but then it suddenly got worse and I groaned, reaching up to grip my chest, right over my heart.

That fucking bastard. How the hell did he figure out how to cheat again without a rejection?

"Chloe? Are you okay?" Mick whispered, his face right above mine.

I shook my head, rubbing my chest when the pain got worse.

His eyes widened, like he had suddenly figured out what was wrong with me. When I gritted my teeth together, trying not to scream out from the crippling pain, he lifted me from the stage floor and carried me away. I heard murmuring from the crowd, but then Dave's voice came over the speakers again. I couldn't distinguish his individual words through the pain I was feeling. I couldn't even open my eyes enough to see where we were going.

"What happened? What's wrong with her?" Jamie was somewhere nearby.

"What the hell did you do?" Boyd shouted accusingly at Mick.

When Mick tried to lay me down on a soft surface, his body no longer pressing against mine, the pain got impossibly worse.

"AAGH!" I screamed, reaching for him to bring him back to me. He cursed under his breath, then lifted me to cradle my body in his arms again. It still hurt, but being with him made it bearable.

"I'm so sorry, Chloe," Cortina is hurting too, but it's not as bad as me. SHe rejected Rome, but I have yet to reject Cameron. I couldn't even think about forming the words now. I couldn't make my mind do it to end the pain. "He blocked out Rome. I don't know how he's doing it." I sobbed against Mick's chest. He was rocking me back and forth, whispering comforting words in my ear.

"I'm here, Chloe. Just hold on. I got you."

"WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING TO HER?" Boyd roared.

"Her mate!" Mick yelled. "Her mate is betraying her!"

Everyone went quiet. I could only hear Mick's words as he cooed softly to me over and over again.

"It hurts," I whimpered, though the pain was starting to lessen. It was probably only about three minutes since it started, but the intensity made it feel like it lasted so much longer.

"I know, Chloe. I got you. You're going to be okay." I felt Mick's lips press to my forehead, and then a rush of comfort enveloped me. I didn't feel the sharpness of the pain any more and suddenly felt like I could breathe.

"Chloe!" Rodger came rushing into the dressing room as I managed to pry my eyes open. "Did it stop? The betrayal pains?" He already knew exactly what it was.

"It still hurts," I whispered hoarsely. Mick hugged my body tighter, like he was trying to ward off the pain.

"Poor girl," Rodger brushed his hand over my face. With his touch, a current of magic moved inside of me. I felt slight betrayal pains in the past and Rodger would help me when he noticed, and this was no different. He not only took the pain away, he moved his fingers over my eyes, dragging my eyelids down with them. "Sleep, my child. We will figure out what happened when you wake back up."