Alpha, I was yours before

Mate

He backed me against the bed, our breaths syncing, our wolves humming beneath our skins.

Smooth tender fingers dragged the straps of my gown slowly from my shoulders. When my breasts bounced into sight, I watched him take back, mouth slightly open as he admired them, with an expression that said if he could he would capture this sight forever. Have it engraved in his memory.

When his soft lips teased the skin of my breasts, a quake started to ripple through me. Ah, Why did Aurelie try to scare me about this night being the most scary and painful night of my life?

Every time his lips worshipped my boobs it was like I was swimming in pure pleasure, the kind that wanted to roast my mind. And he haven't even reached my nips yet.

Finally he drawled his delicious tongue over my pin point n*****s and

Crispy whimpered. I couldn't help it, I even tried to clamp my tongue down, but my moans came out sinfully so.

“Do you want this?” He whispered on my skin. My words came out in pants. “Do I have a choice?

His laughter that echoed against my skin made me ache in need more.

Before I could blink, he had my arms pinned above my head, my legs cradling his shoulders.

He knelt above me. And let me watch as he slowly stripped off his robe. My mouth was completely dry as I watched his well sculpted abs roll into view. His chest was scarred, he was a warrior still a warrior, but the scars, goddess. It was meant to be there. Infact his chest would have been plain and terrible looking without those sexy scars drawn on his packs like it was from an expert tattoo artist.

My eyes were hooked on the v of his waist line, and beneath Crispy started to pant. Who knew the alpha was such a tease? He was sensually unravelling the real deal while watching my eyes flicker back and forth in pure excitement.

And then when his massive c**k sprang from the hold of the velvet robe, Crispy gasped.

Mate.

Wait, what?

He cupped my cheeks as he whispered into my ear. “This is going to be very painful at first, but then you're going to love it and you're going to beg for more.

“Yes. Yes.” I could barely stutter and my brain went fly at such huge monstrosity that was this man's member.

Every thing about this Alpha was magnificent, down to this man's hood.

Will it enter me? Will Crispy be able to take it. goddess, let the pleasure be more than the pain.

I whimpered as his lips teased my folds.

“Tell him that you're his mate.” Crispy urged me. I cried out in desire as he slicked his tongue inside of me. “Go away, Crispy.”

“You taste so so good.” He tossed his head back and I could see my juices dripping from his lush lips. It made my heart squeeze with even more lust.

His fingers slicked across my wet juicy lips and when I shook with lust, he slipped his dripping wet hand on his c**k and stroked.

His arousal was hard, warm, and impossibly thick.

Veins traced along its pulsing length.

“Touch me.” He whispered. My heart shook with eagerness. His member curved proudly, and when I wrapped my fingers around it, it twitched in my grasp, responding to even the slightest rub.

goddess, l could feel the dominance radiating off every inch of him.

When he slipped into me, I whimpered and Crispy purred. “He has to know that you are his mate.”

goddess, please the pain, Crispy can you feel this? Can you please shut up, this is too much stimulation.

My walls clenched tight around him. I could feel every vein, every stretch as his length slowly and gently moved inside of me. He groaned in a yearning voice and I whimpered again.

And then, he hit that spot.

“Cas…pian” I moaned, tears of pleasure trailing down my cheeks. It was not supposed to feel this good.

His thick, yet soft hands wrapped around my neck. “Not Caspian…master.”

“Yes master.” I gasped. My hands clutched his muscular chest in an attempt to balance myself as he rhythmically rammed into me.

He was lost in his own world too, as he sputtered moans in ancient Latin. I opened my eyes, I needed to see him dominantly ride me. His hair was slicked back, body shone with sweat as he powerfully claimed my innocence.

My eyes traced the length of his d**k as it slipped in and out of me, friction made smooth by my blood coating his rod.

goddess, I gasped. Insane pleasure pulsed through me. It started as a tremble, then surged like lightning through my veins. My breath hitched, my eyes fluttering shut as the tension that had been coiling inside me finally burst. I cried out in ecstasy as waves of pleasure crashed through me, one after the other, stealing the air from my lungs, curling my toes, and scattering every thought but his name.

“Mas..ter…” I moaned, eyes roving deep into my head.

Time fractured.

For a moment, there was nothing but raw, breathtaking, consuming heat. My body arched as if seeking the stars, and deep within me, something shattered and rebuilt itself in the same heartbeat.

I could feel the bonding, I could the pull, I could feel the ethereal moon marking as he pumped me with an intense energy.

I gripped his muscular back as he drove me to the peak of pleasure and cried out, as I began to shake.

As I trembled with the aftershocks of the release, he quietly admired me. Pleased.

CASPIAN

I paced the room restless. Occasionally, I would stop and look at the delicate figure on the bed partly loving the way the mild morning light made her sleepy face look so Divine and partly hating her.

She was under me, begging to be touched, whimpering when I kissed her, arching her body for ME to please her, and yet she had the guts to moan another man's name.

Carter. Not Caspian. Not even the master I had instructed, but Carter.

Who was he? And why was his name sitting on her lips when I drove her to the peak of pleasure?

She stirred in her sleep and I humphed irritated.

She shouldn't wake up to see me flustered. To even see me at all.

MICAH

Was it a dream? That night I was undone to the point of insanity, his hands in me, his lips on me, every trace of it was removed in the morning. My bed was laid straight, I was sleeping with my clothes on, his scent was gone.

I sat up, bewildered. I honestly wanted to wake up cocooned in his arms, looking up at his sculpted face as he slept, wrapped around with love.

I guess I dream too much. Nexxie walked in.

She opened her mouth to speak but I interjected. “Was the Alpha in my room last night?”

She furrowed her brows. “He is meant to. He didn't show up?

I didn't reply.

“He's eating downstairs if you're looking for him. But you can't go for breakfast looking like that.” She nodded to me.

When I trudged downstairs into the hugest room I've ever been, also known as the dining hall, I saw him. And Selena. He was…smiling? as he spoke to her. The Alpha never smiles or so they said.

I entered the dining room and Selena turned towards me, a snarky smile curling her lips. “Hi, new wife.” Then she had an arm wrapped around the Alpha's muscular own.

Caspian actually pretended that he didn't see me. Even when I greeted, no response, just scrolling on his phone and pretending I didn't exist..

I tried not to let it bother me.

I guess that's just what it was. A sacred moon bond ritual to him.

It was more than that to me, I was really beginning to like this man.

Especially as Crispy whispered mate.