Impasse

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Miguel

“Miguel,” she moaned as I thrust deeper inside of her. I gripped her by her hair making her arch her back; I wanted to be as deep in her as I could. This was my way of escaping. It didn't matter what girl I was with mated or unmated. I just wanted to fade away and become something I'm not.

If I was being honest to myself that's not I was trying to do. I was trying to forget about her, my mate. Trying to forget how she rejected and left me. OK, so she didn't reject me I chose not to go, but who could blame me. I was the Alpha's son. I needed to be here. If not for my father for the rest of the pack. Who would be here to lead them if not me?

“Miguel,” she screamed.

I slammed harder into her making her scream my name louder than before. I didn't even know her name and I preferred it that way. I preferred for the women I f****d not to talk. None of them sounded like her. None of them looked like what I pictured her to at this age. They just weren't her.

“f**k me Miguel,” she shouted again.

I rolled my eyes and shoved her face in the pillow to muffle her screams and cries of pleasure. While this was a way for me to fade away it gave me little pleasure. My wolf and I never enjoyed ourselves because these women weren't her.

It had been four years since she left. My father had been outraged that our best fighter ran away to be peaceful. From that day forward my father and I make vows to find her. I, because she is my mate and he, because she was the strongest fighter in the pack and probably the world.

We had almost caught her when she had first left. She thought she was smart and didn't leave a paper trail but she did. We were so close. I saw her for at least a minute and a half before she got away. The best minute and a half of my life.

“Papi,” she moaned. It was muffled from my pillow, but I could still make out what she said. Unfortunately.

It had been four years. Four long years since I had last seen my best-friend/my mate. In that time my father had been killed and I made Alpha. While we were still the strongest pack of warriors in the North America, it wasn't because I was leading them there. It was more because my Beta was leading them there. He knew how I felt when I lost her. He knew what it was like to lose a mate...

“Uh,” I grunted.

I was close to climaxing. With inhuman speed I began to dig deeper into her. As deep as I could take myself. She was calling me everything from papi to God. I was enjoying the accolades I was receiving from her. I knew I was great at s*x. Hell, I'd had a lot of practice. I was so close to the edge that I was teetering over and was about to fall.

Sir, my Beta linked.

What, I answered back. It may have sounded rough but Louis, my Beta, knew it wasn't made to be that way.

We've found her.

I'm on my way, I told him quickly.

I closed the link as I gripped the girl's hair even tighter as I lifted her skinny frame and turned her so she was facing me. I think the name of the position is called, “Gangsta Style”. As I slid back into her wetness I went as deep as I could. She buried her face into the crook of my neck, gently nibbling and suckling on my neck and ear. My mouth found my way to her breast. I sucked on it hard as I reached my c****x. I quickly pulled out and watched as my c*m seeped on both of our stomachs.

Once I had finished cumming, I released her and watched as she fell to the floor squealing when she made contact.

“What the f**k Miguel?!”

I completely ignored her and walked into my master bathroom to take a shower. I wanted to look my best when I finally saw her again. I was to excited. I started the shower and waited until it got hot to step in. The girl from before obviously didn't get the hint and came into the bathroom.

“Can I join,” she asked attempting to sound sexy but it came out more nasally than anything.

“No,” I said speaking with finality.

“Oh, come on papi. You know you want some more of this,” she said guiding my had back into her wetness. I snatched my hand away and growled at her. She back down and lowered her head submitting. “Yes, Miguel,” she said.

“Yes what,” I shouted. In a flash I had her pinned up against the wall. Her feet dangling in the air. She was choking.

“Yes Alpha,” she struggled.

“Good. Now get out,” I said putting all of my Alpha command into it.

“Yes Alpha.” With that she scurried from the room. Hopefully taking her clothes with her.

I jumped into the shower, enjoying the feeling of the hot water running down my back. I braced my hands on the wall as I allowed my body to relax. All I could seem to think about was getting her back here. I wouldn't even punish her. She was my mate, I couldn't even fathom hurting her. We had hurt each other during the years enough there was no reason we should let it continue once I had her back in my arms; back where she belonged.

I pictured us being in this very shower as I explored every inch of her body with my tongue. I licked and sucked her into oblivion, and when she came down she'd proclaim her undying love for me and beg for me to mark her. She'd beg me to take her in every position. She'd want it slow at first and ask me to take her from behind, hard and fast; and I'd happily do it. After all was said and done, she'd take me to euphoria. Finally sating me and my wolf like no one ever could.

Looking down, I saw that all my daydreaming had given me a hard-on.

“Maybe I should have let her stay,” I said to myself.

I shrugged it off and grabbed my hard member gently stroking it back and forth, imaging that she was here. She was kissing my lips, biting them when she thought necessary. She then trailed down to my neck causing me to growl in approval. She kept going lower and lower until she took me into her mouth. My knees damn near buckled from the warmth.

“Damn baby,” I groaned.

Grabbing a fistful of her hair shoving her mouth further down. Not to hard but enough to where eight of the ten inches were coated in her saliva. I began to stroke myself faster, wishing my hand was her mouth.

“Por favor papi, jador me,” she'd say causing my knees to buckle once again.

Only she had this affect on me. She bent over bracing herself on the shower walls, legs spread showing me her s*x. I'd waste no time thrusting into her and I'd revel in the scream she would let out at the feel of all of my ten inches in her. If I had her here with me now it wouldn't be the time to take it slow. I'd pound into her until she begged and pleaded for me to stop. I fell to my knees as I released again grunting. My wolf and I were insatiable without our mate.

Lifting my head I noticed that the whole bathroom was steamy. I shakily cleaned my body and hopped out. Rushing through the mechanics of putting on clothes and properly grooming myself. I checked myself out in the mirror and smiled at what I saw. Running a brush through my thick black wavy hair and buttoning up my shirt I put the finishing touches together. Last thing I needed was my shoes and cologne.

Alpha, are you ready? We are about to head out, Louis asked.

Yes. I am coming down now. Thank you, I replied.

Making true on what I said I took off down the steps, feeling happier than I have in a long time. I'd finally see my mate. I'd finally see my Maiya.

~**~**~**~**~

“What the hell do you mean you f*****g lost her,” I shouted at one of the wolves Louis had left to watch over my Maiya.

When we arrived they reported that she had disappeared with two males exactly 12 minutes before we had arrived.

“She must have caught our scent Alpha,” the one who was in charge stated.

Every wolf has three scents. Their human scent, their wolves scent, and their pack scent. Maiya was always one of the best our pack had ever seen, I'm surprised that she didn't kick their asses before running off.

I whipped my head an inspected the two wolves. Neither one of them looked battered or bruised, but if I didn't know what I was looking for then I wouldn't have noticed.

Over the years Maiya developed a unique calling card. One that pointed us in her direction every time. I don't know where she got the idea from, but it was brutal and degrading, and I secretly loved her more for doing such things to those who were weaker.

“Remove your hats please,” I asked.

They both looked at me with frightening expressions. It was no secret that I despised weak links in my pack, but I would never throw or kill someone from my pack because they lost to Maiya. Hell, I couldn't even beat her.

“Are you sure Alpha?'

“What did he say the first time? Take off the damn hats,” Louis shouted at them.

Without a second hesitation they both took off their hats revealing Maiya's calling card. Numbers. Numbers of how many people she had taken down in a fight. The number that survived being higher than those she had killed. Maiya may have been a lot of things, but a killer she was not.

“4,657 and 4,658.” I read the numbers aloud.

My wolf and I were damn near bursting with pride knowing that her victims were that high now. I knew she had never lost a fight.

“We'll find her again Alpha. I swear it,” Louis vowed. I could always count on Louis. Whenever he swore something he always came through.

“I believe you friend. Have Melody waiting in my room when I get there. I need to release some stress,” I told him.

I walked away and heading back to the truck I had arrived in. If Maiya wanted to play hard to get I'd play her little game, but once I got her I'd make sure she'd never want ton leave again...