The Alpha's Little Bride

The sun peered through the gap between the curtains, it was full daylight outside and it seemed like a bright day. The bedroom was illuminated well even though no lights were turned on, and a steady rhythm of banging on the walls echoed through the room. It was accompanied by the carnal grunts of a man and the soft whimpers of a young woman. In the middle of the room stood a grand and imposing bed leaning to an exterior wall, it had two people in it, intertwined over the sheets. The man was on top of the young woman, thrusting hard into her, he had a firm grip on one of her tights clinging it close to his outer thigh. The other arm he used to hold himself up, in that hand, he had a firm grip on both her hands. The young woman was pinned down by the large man, but she was pinned equally by his steady gaze. He was a fierce and imposing man, and he had a look of determination as he pounded her. The young woman had soft features and light brown hair, and the man had stubbles on his face and black hair styled back with a shortcut. His muscular and toned back was broad and could easily match the size of two other men. He had an impressive shoulder width and a ripped chest to match it. The young woman had a more petite frame, she was tall and lean and looked like she had been careful with calories. She was soft and enticing, he was angular and mouthwatering. As he was close to his peak he would mutter words to her about how tight she was or how he wanted to put a pup in her. The young woman blushed at his words, she seemed very insecure and inexperienced, the man however seemed confident and determined. He grunted out his intentions and she stiffened in response, “let me mark you.” His voice was raspy and sounded husky as he asked for her permission. The young woman gasped and quickly blurted out her sentiments, “no, I’m too young.” The man gave a short nod before he thrust harder and roared out in pleasure as he came, he rode his high off in slow strides, and the young woman exhaled as he was finally finished. He rolled off of her and laid on his back next to her, the young woman quickly grabbed the sheets and covered herself. As he looked up at the ceiling with a smile on his mouth he cooed at her, “what’s your name?” The young woman turned her head and looked at him with teary eyes, “Pearl, my name is Pearl Hansen.” The man answered back in a chirpy tone, “as in beta Hansen’s daughter?” She hummed back to confirm and he reveled in the fact that he had a beta’s daughter as a mate. He sighed in contentment as he put his hands under his head, “I’ve waited many years for you Pearl, I was losing hope in ever finding my mate.” Pearl did not answer, she did not know what to say. The man turned to look at her and smiled as he finally introduced himself, “I’m alpha Wyatt, Wyatt Blackstone.” Pearl whispered back, “I know, it was announced that you would visit my pack today.” He chuckled and took one hand to her hair to play with some strands, Wyatt looked at her in admiration and reveled in the sight of his mate. He was twenty-six years old and thought that he would never find his fated mate. He had looked for her for many years, he visited packs all over the country in the hope to have his luna by his side. Then it turned out to be a beta’s daughter from a pack nearby, she was there within arms reach the whole time. When he visited the pack he could smell her right away, he followed the scent and saw the most precious thing he ever laid eyes on. She had those soft features of a child still, but there was no mistake in her maturity. She was old enough to be whisked away in his mind, if he could smell her she was up for grabs. That is what he told himself, so he did indeed grab her and drove her back to his pack. She was hesitant as he coached her into the backseat of his car, and she did not get to ask much as he kissed her the whole way home. The driver was discreet and let them have their privacy, so she felt safe to voice her concerns. She did not feel the mate bond, she was too young for it still. But alpha Wyatt was old enough to sense it and he did not want to wait any longer. In his mind she was his, so he took her home and rushed her to bed. He pounced on her like she was prey, and he was a hungry wolf indeed. First after spilling his seeds on her and sealing the deal did he take the time to ask for her name. He was eager to make sure that she would be his, he wanted no room for hesitation or the chance for rejection. Wyatt had planned a life with a luna and pups for years, he was a very traditional man with traditional dreams. Pearl came from a much more progressive pack, where they would give werewolves time to mature into their role. Usually fated mates would not seal the deal at such early age, so she was hesitant when he ravished her. But she was so smitten by the eager man, a tall, handsome, and impressive alpha. She felt honored to be fated to such a great man, even though she knew nothing about him. So she did consent, hesitantly to be ravished by him. He tried to be gentle with her at first, he had suspicions that she was a virgin, she was after all only eighteen. It did hurt in the beginning, but as she relaxed it eased up for her and she gave into him even more. She did feel anxious about not using protection, but she was way too shy to ever approach the subject. She hoped that she would not fall pregnant and vowed to herself to ask for a condom next time. Wyatt had other plans, he wanted it all right away. A dedicated and infatuated Luna and many pups, he had all the illusions and not a single experience in meeting resistance.