Slavic Witch: Alpha King Mate

Roman's Kiss

Dragana POV

Over the years, I have learned to trust that voice. It was my refuge on cold and lonely nights, when the stars were dim and nothing made sense - my only real friend. Often I wondered how my mother – a witch, the Princess, found herself in this situation – how she agreed to this when in reality she likely did not have to. She had a coven, she was a daughter of a powerful witch Lord. A lot of my history did not make sense, a lot of my family relationships were a mystery to me. I asked the voice, but she was always providing limited information. Somehow, I knew she was holding things back from me, as it was not time. I knew she knew more and was not telling. All witches have this voice - it is akin to were wolf other-self for witches, although we did not have a separate identity for ours – we did not transform, simply listened to that inner voice as our guide. For ware’s that voice was that of their wolf, for Lycan’s that of their Lycan. The voices are part of our being, acting somewhat as an advisor to any line of witch blood – the stronger the line, the quicker the voice is to materialize itself, the quicker we are in tune with our inner selves and the guide given to us. I came from a very long line at my mother’s side, so my voice came to me very early on.

“You are a young and beautiful woman, Dragana, the voice continues.. s*x is a natural order of things”. I thought of that carefully. It was in direct conflict with what I have been taught and what I have been told from day one.. “But my powers”, I protested, still sitting in the warm tub, residuals of my orgasm, and heat rippling through me in waves.. “Witches too have mates, the voice retorted.. You do not need to be celibate to retain them.. The old Alpha King simply protected you from his pack” the voice said again..

It is true that Roman’s father told me about these rules. He was always very fatherly to me, very protective. I have always felt safe with him and I knew he cared deeply for me and my mother, for my happiness as well. After my mother’s death - as I was a lonely witch and a very young one at that, I had no other choice but to believe him. When I brought up my mother and her marriage, he simply said I was different and had a different fate – that of celibacy and virginity for the rest of my life. I believed him.. However, the pulsating fire coming from my c**t was disagreeing with that and I wondered what it would feel like to have a large, massive c**k of an Alpha King inside me, stretching me, filling me, making me come over and over.. My thoughts were driving me crazy, thoughts of him..

He has a mate, I thought to myself, trying to compose my excitement and push away the budding feelings.. “You have a choice here” the soft voice said again..” You can get your freedom if you get his mate. .Get him his mate and get your freedom.. s*x with him is not important.. If that is what you want, you will find somebody else, or perhaps even you have a mate - but for now, let's focus on getting out of here and being free”, the voice reasoned in my head.. She was right. I desperately wanted my freedom – to experience a life outside of this gilded cage and, if indeed, I was destined to have a mate and to live my life with him, I needed to leave the pack. And because of that, I knew I had to find his..

However, my c**t was still warm, wanting him, needing him, thinking of him.. This was something I had never experienced before.. It was throbbing, pulsating, having a mind of its own and needing me to rub it and slide my fingers inside my walls.. Now that I have tasted the orgasm, I want more.. I wanted more of that feeling of weightlessness and pure pleasure.. Thinking of Roman’s kiss, his warm breath on me, the way he pulled me, the way his lips tasted, the way he commanded me, overpowering yet gentle at the same time. I slid my fingers slowly past my entrance, at first gently.. The moment I thought of his warm breath, my fingers had a mind of their own, rubbing and sliding with incredible speed, almost penetrating.. My pulse quickened, and I did not know if I was even present in this world.. The warm radiating energy pulsated all over my body and I screamed out in an even larger orgasm..

The water was cold at this point, but my body was on fire… I wanted him inside me so badly..