Branded

Release

Fraya's face burnt scarlet as she scurried to her bed chamber. Hurriedly, she unlocked her door and dived in.

She kept replaying the scene over and over. She hurried to her bathroom, stripping off as she went, until she unburdened herself of her soaked panties. She was burning with desire and in need of release. His lips so close to hers, his eyes penetrating her. She bit her lip as she imagined what that bulge was hiding.

The bath could not fill fast enough as she clambered in.

Leaning back, she imagined him peppering her skin with teasing kisses, trailing the way there with her own finger tips until she reached her folds and parted them, softly circing, rhythmically, builing up the pace until she felt her body quiver with antisipation. She imagined his mouth on her n*****s, sucking them, biting them, as she tweaked and teased them with her other hand. She felt her body hum. She lifted her hips higher as she plunged her fingers in, imagining how hard his c**k must be as it pulsed inside her. Letting out a moan, she threw her head back and intensified her administrations until he could feel her orgasm build and build and build. His eyes flashed into her thoughts, penetrating her, and it was her undoing as she let out a moan of, 'Alpha.' Sighing, sated, with her eyes closed...

Margo, I want that girl now. What is taking so long? Alpha snapped though the mindlink.

Alpha Burnwood, give the girl some time to rest. She has been up all morning. she can start tomorrow.

I want her now.

Elkheart Burnwood! What has gotten into you?

Margo had been a long serving friend to the Burnwoods and was the only person Alpha Burnwood let speak to him this way. If she were not so old and a woman he would have had her as his Beta. She was fearless and usually right, but his burning desire for his mate was putting him on edge. He needed her close by.

If you won't do it I will get her myself!

Suit yourself, Elkhart. She had dropped his last name. She was angry. But he didn't care. He needed her.

It didn't take him long to pick up her scent of Winter and follow it to her bedchamber.

He frowned when he realised the door was ajar. He could hear soft moaning from within and became instantly hard. He knew he shouldn't but he couldn't resist.

He slipped in, silently and his mouth slackened at the beautiful sight framed by the bathroom enterence. Her raven black hair cascaded behind her and her legs were parted while her hands played with her n*****s and her other send her body into little convulsions of pleasure. she bit her lip as she threw her head back and moaned, 'Alpha.' Then shuddered and came to a satisfied halt as she leaned further back in sated pleasure.

His hard on was pushing painfully against his pants. It took everything in him to retreat and close the door. Breathing heavily he knocked on the door loudly to be rewarded with the sound of guilty scrabbling around and a shout of 'coming Margo!'

Yes you were my little one, He chuckled to himself.

He was rewarded by the sight of Fraya in a bathrobe barely covering her ample bossom. She was visably startled as her eyes grew wide and her mouth gaped.

'Alpha' She breathlessly whispered. Her soft voice made him groan internally. She was turning him on.

'That is Alpha Elkhart Burnwood.' He cooly said. If she were to repeat her prior actions he wanted her to call out his full name. His c**k twitched in appreciation of the thought.

'Umm..yes Alpha Elkhart Burnwood.' She repeated shyly, looking down and biting her lip.

That was it.

He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her to him making her towel slip and her n*****s brush against his shirt. They were hard. He gazed into her eyes before he captured her mouth and swirled his toungue against her lips, parting them, and invading her.

She moaned softly.

He lifted her up by her butt and she wrapped her legs around his waist. The towel dropped to the floor as he moved her towards the bed not breaking contact with his lips. He was in a haze as he caressed her soft skin from her ribcage to her inner thighs. She parted her legs wantonly allowing him access to delve into her folds and stroke her c**t. She was so wet and ready for him.

He released her mouth and kissed her chest, n*****s, stomach, hip bone until finally letting his toungue lap up her juices. She was devine. He sucked and teased and licked until he could feel her hands clasp his hair and she moaned, throwing her head back in absolute bliss.

'Elkhart!'

His name escaped her lips like a plea, a prayer and a confession all in one. Then she lay back completely spent.

Elkhart undid his pants and stroked his member while admiring his beautiful mate before him. It didn't take long to c*m over her bare chest with a gutteral moan.

He picked up the towel and cleaned her up.

She stilled as a deep blush spread across her face. She was withdrawing from him.

Panic began building in his chest as her eyes fluttered open and the realisation of the situation she was in dawned on Fraya.

In a slit second, Elkhart used his power, and sent her into a deep sleep from which she would think what she had just experienced was a dream. She wasn't ready. This was too fast for a human. He would take this slow...Margo had been right. He needed to be more patient. She was not allowed to reject him. He'd make sure of it. She had to be ALL his.

He cleaned up any trace of his presence and carefully wrapped the towel over her body so she would think she fell asleep straight away. Satisfied, he exited the room, impatient for tomorrow.