The Mate He Can't Claim

Semi Final Inferno

The final game against Stormridge was here and the sky was heavy with snow and a lot of people were waiting to see what would happen. The arena was packed with thousands of voices from people who wanted Stormridge to win and people who did not care who won. Lyra stepped onto the ice. She felt strong. The bond with Kael was like a fire that was burning inside her. It was giving her the strength she needed. When she looked at Kael across the ice she felt a lot of heat in her body.

Stormridge came out. They were ready to play. They were fast. They wanted to hurt Lyra and her teammates. From the start they were trying to get to Lyra and they were hitting her hard. She got hit into the boards. It hurt. She got back up. She was angry.

Kael sent her a message through the bond. They are trying to break our focus he said. Stay with me.

Lyra answered by taking the puck and making a pass to Kael. He got the puck. Scored a goal and the crowd went wild. Lyra skated past Kael and their gloves touched. It sent sparks through her body.

Stormridge did not give up. They kept hitting Lyra and trying to get to her. One of their players said something mean to her. It made her very angry. She hit him back with a check and Kael got angry too. He hit the player and got a penalty.

The power play. Lyra felt strong. She was moving fast. She took the puck and scored a goal. The arena. Kael was happy. He hugged her on the ice and his body was pressed against hers. I felt that he said. You are strong. It makes me want you.

Lyra felt the way. Later she said through the bond. When we win. I want you to make me feel like I am yours.

The second period was crazy. Stormridge was hitting everyone. Trying to get Kael to get angry. One player said something mean to Lyra and Kael lost his temper. He fought the player. Got a penalty.

Lyra was strong. She felt Kaels anger. It made her play better. She scored another goal. Assisted on another one. When Kael got back on the ice the score was four to one. They were winning.

The third period was the worst. Lyra got hit again. It hurt. She got back up. Kael was worried about her. She said she was fine. They finished the game together. Lyra scored another goal. The final score was six to two. They won.

Kael was happy. He hugged Lyra on the ice. He kissed her helmet. Pressed his forehead to hers. Everyone could see how much they loved each other.

In the locker room Kael took Lyra to the captains office. They were alone. He lifted her onto the desk. Took off her pants. He kissed her. It was passionate. I need you now he said. Seeing you get hit and keep getting up made me crazy.

Lyra helped him. He thrust into her. It was fast and deep. It felt good. The desk was. The bond was flooding them with pleasure. Lyra came first. Then Kael did. They stayed connected and kissed softly.

Later in the cabin they took their time. Kael made love to Lyra. Worshipped her body. He brought her to climax three times before he slid into her slow and deep. Their bodies moved together. Their eyes were locked. The bond was. They could feel everything. When Kael knotted her they stayed locked together for a time and they talked about their future.

The morning Rylan came with updates. Riverrun won their game. Darius was talking trash. He said he would challenge Kael for Lyra after the game. Kaels father was, under pressure to make a mating but Kael did not care. Let them come he said. We will win the final.

The night before the championship game at Frostfang Academy was really tense. Snow was falling thick outside the windows and inside the alpha suite the air was electric with tension and desire. Lyra was standing at the edge of the bed her heart racing, as Kael slowly walked around her like a predator who had finally caught his prey. The final game against Riverrun was than twenty four hours away and everything they had worked for was riding on tomorrow night. The bond between them was stronger than ever giving her courage and an ache that she could not ignore.

Kael stopped in front of her his eyes burning with emotion. He was scared for her safety proud of her and hungry for her. It was all there in his eyes.

Come here mate he said, his voice low and rough.

Lyra did not hesitate she stepped into his arms. Their mouths met in a kiss that started desperate and quickly turned intense. Their tongues were tangled deep. Their hands were tearing at each others clothes until nothing was left between them. Kael lifted her up effortlessly laid her on the bed and covered her body with his own. The heat of his skin against hers sent shivers down her spine.

I have been thinking about this all day he growled against her throat. About you about what could happen tomorrow about how I need to remind you that you are mine no matter what Riverrun throws at us.

Lyra arched beneath him her nails digging into his shoulders. Then remind me she said. Take me hard Kael. Make me feel you long after the game is over.

He did not need any encouragement. His mouth closed over one of her breasts sucking hard while his hand slid between her thighs. Two of his fingers pushed inside her finding her already wet and ready. He pumped them deep curling against that spot until she moaned loudly her hips rocking against his hand.

You are so wet for me already he rasped, his voice thick with satisfaction. Your body knows who it belongs to.

He added a finger stretching her while his thumb circled her c**t with perfect pressure. Lyra cried out as pleasure built fast and sharp. She came hard clenching around his fingers, waves of ecstasy rolling through her. Kael watched every second of it his eyes glowing golden with lust and love.

Before she could catch her breath he positioned himself between her thighs and thrust into her in one powerful stroke. Lyra gasped at the fullness the stretch perfect and overwhelming. Kael groaned, burying his face in her neck as he began to move. His hips snapped hard and deep each thrust slamming into her with controlled force. The bed creaked beneath them skin slapped against skin filling the room with the sounds of their love.

Harder she begged, her legs wrapping around his waist. Do not hold back.

Kael. Gave her everything. He drove into her relentlessly pounding deep and fast. The bond between them flooded them both with sensations. She felt his pleasure as her own his love, his fear of losing her and his determination. Emotions were laid bare between them.

He flipped her onto her stomach pulling her hips up and entering her from behind in one motion. The new angle let him go deeper. One hand fisted in her hair tugging enough to send sparks down her spine while the other reached around to rub her c**t. Lyra pushed back meeting every brutal thrust moaning his name like a chant.

You are mine he growled, biting down on her claiming mark. Say it.

I am yours she cried out. Only yours, Kael. Always.

Her second orgasm crashed over her so intense that her vision whited out. She clenched around him in pulses. Kael roared as his knot swelled locking them together. Heat flooded her as he came deep and long pulsing inside her while the knot held them joined. They collapsed together breathing ragged, bodies slick with sweat. He carefully turned them to their sides still connected his arms wrapped around her possessively.

I love you he whispered against her ear his voice hoarse with emotion. Tomorrow no matter what happens on that ice you are my future. My mate. My alpha queen.

Tears pricked at Lyras eyes as she felt the depth of his words through the bond. I love you too she said. We will win this game. Then we will face your father and the rest of the world together.

They stayed locked for an hour kissing softly and talking in low voices about the threats that waited. Riverrun had made it clear they would target Lyra viciously. Darius wanted her as a prize. Selene had been seen meeting with them. Kaels father remained cold and calculating watching to see if the bond would break under pressure.

When the knot finally eased Kael cleaned her gently then pulled her against his chest. Sleep came in fits. Lyra woke twice to find him watching her his eyes of visible worry and love. Each time he drew her close. Took her again. Once. Tender, once hard and fast until she screamed his name.

Morning arrived soon. They dressed in team gear. Headed to the arena for final warm ups. The stands were already filling. Scouts from every pack had arrived. The air buzzed with anticipation and danger.

Practice was short but intense. Coach Harlan ran them through drills focusing on power plays and defensive coverage. Lyra and Kael moved as one unit their bond making every pass, every check. During a break Rylan skated close.

Riverrun just arrived in force he said quietly. Darius looks ready for blood. Your father is in the owner box with elders. Selene is sitting with them. This final is going to be ugly.

Let it be ugly Lyra replied, her voice steady. We are ready.

Kael pulled her aside near the boards. His hand cupped her face his thumb brushing her cheek. Whatever happens there remember the bond. Feel me with you. If they come for you I will be there in seconds.

She leaned into his touch emotions open between them. We will end this today. We will win the cup. We will win our future.

The final warm up. The team returned to the locker room. Tension thickened as they waited for the opening ceremonies. Kael stood in front of everyone delivering a fierce speech.

This is not a game he said, his eyes sweeping the room. This is, for our pack. For our future. Protect each other there. Especially Lyra. She is one of us. She is mine.

The team roared in response. Even those who had doubted her now stood united.