Fated to my Enemy by Diane Doherty

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Chapter Ninety-two
Ryley
I had a moment of déjà vu as I ran through the forest. The moon was high in the sky, illuminating the path in front of me. I almost
slowed my pace until the howl of wolves rang out all around me. I quickened my pace as my eyes scanned my surroundings. I
couldn’t feel Lily. She still must be sleeping but why was I here?
“Blake!” I yelled out, as the howling wolves became louder. I knew they were closing in and I had no way of protecting myself
from a pack of wolves.”
I let out a scream as I was tackled to the ground. I was hit from the side and was able to twist my body so I was facing my
attacker. He was on top of me as I fought him.
“I do love it when they try to fight back,” his manic laugh rang out. I stopped fighting and was now face to face with Dorian’s
father, Alpha Darius. His eyes were dark, unlike his son’s bright blues.
His grin, had my body trembling as I tried to free my wrists from his grip. He was stronger and I didn’t have my wolf. But that
doesn’t mean I won’t try to do as much damage as I can. If I’m going out then I’m going to try to take him with
1. me.
“I can see why my son was so infatuated with you,” he purred, leaning into my neck. I screamed as he bit into my
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neck. I fought harder to get away but I couldn’t move. Tears streamed down my face, as I kicked my legs.
“Blake,” I screamed out before I shook awake.
I grabbed the sheets of the bed as I grounded myself to reality, and I sat up, panting. I was drenched in sweat as I tried to wake
up. It was only a dream, I repeated in my head over and over again.
“No, stop,” I yelled out, as I felt a hand grab my arm.

“Ryley, it’s me.” I fought against the grip on my arm, pleading with them to let me go.
“Ryley, it’s Blake, stop fighting,” Lily yelled in the head. I stopped, breathing heavily. I blinked away my tears as Blake’s face

came into focus.
“Baby, it’s me. What happened?” He breathed out, grabbing hold of my cheeks. My sobs caught in my throat as I shook my head.
It was just a dream, I kept repeating as Blake pulled me against his chest.
“It’s okay, Baby, I’m here. You’re safe,” he whispered, reassuring me. I could hear his heart pounding in his chest. I knew I must
have scared him. It’s been a long time since I woke to a nightmare this bad.
“I’m so sorry,” I cried, and he squeezed me tightly against his naked chest.
“Was it a dream?” He asked me, leaning down he kissed my forehead.
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“Nightmare,” 1 sniffled, trying to get my sobs under control.
“Is Lily awake? Your cheek is healed.” He questioned, gipping my chin, so I would look up at him.
“Lily?” I called out in my head.
“Right here,” she answered. I let out a breath of relief. Now
I’ll be able to face whatever is coming after me. I’m not
alone.
“She’s awake,” I told him, and he let out a breath.
“Good.” He rested his forehead against mine.

“I didn’t mean to scare you,” I mumbled.
“It was a dream, Ryley. I won’t let anything happen to you and Channing.” He said before he brushed his lips against mine. I felt
my heartbeat pick up for a different reason, as his lips lingered on mine.
I pushed my lips against his as I untangled myself from the blanket. He let out a groan as I climbed on top of him, pushing my
body impossibly close. Enjoying the feel of his warmth against me. I forgot I was sleeping naked until his tip pushed between my
slick folds. Blake swallowed my moans as I rolled my hips down into him.
“Baby, are you sure?” He asked me, pulling my head back with his hand tangled in my hair. With everything that has happened

over the last few days, I needed this. I needed his body against mine. I never realized how much I needed someone in my life
until Blake.
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“I’m positive,” I breathed out. He searched my eyes, as I stared in his, pleading with him to continue. He let go of my hair and
moved so his back was against the headboard. I gripped his shoulders, still straddling his lap.
As I rolled my hips, his tip found my entrance, and I took the opportunity to sit back. I moaned as his length filled me, only
stopping when my body was flush with his. Blake groaned, as his fingertips dug almost painfully into my hips.
“Fuck, you feel good,” he mumbled against my neck. I threw my head back as he moved me up his cock, just to slam me back
down again. He was controlling my movements as I was a moaning mess. My mind was in a lust–filled haze and I didn’t feel in
control of my body.
Blake moved his lips down my neck to my chest before capturing a nipple between his teeth. I gasped as I dug my nails into his
shoulders, marking his skin. Blake had my body ablaze and he increased his pace. I place my hands over his, taking control of
the movement. I may be new at this but I get the idea.
I bounced on my knees, bringing myself down onto his cock, harder and harder.
He filled every inch of me, reaching places deep inside I didn’t know I had. And I loved every moment of it.

“Fuck, baby,” he groaned as he switched nipples. His thumb circled my clit, and my entire body tensed before it was thrown over
into complete bliss.
“Blake,” I panted, my pace slowing as my body became
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heavy. With his hands on my hips again, Blake took control, slamming me down, harder and harder until he groaned and grunted
with his release.
We were left breathless as I rested my forehead against his. Our bodies glistened with sweat, as we tried to catch our breath.
“How are you feeling?” He mumbled, kissing my healed cheek.
“Better.”
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