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Chapter Three - A Mate Selected

A shadow passed through the darkness. I gasped and sat up.

"Shh." A hand gently rested over my mouth, a male hand. "Shh sweet one." He pulled off a shirt as he leaned over me. "Don't make a sound."

He shuffled over me and finally I saw him; Mhor. His dark hair gleamed in the moonlight; his golden skin looked silver. My hand lifted and ran over the family marking in his shoulder; a crescent moon and an eagle intersecting it.

His hand lifted from my mouth and brushed over my fingers. "It means cunning and bravery."

"Are you cunning and brave?"

He smiled, revealing white teeth. "I like to think so."

He bent over me, softly kissing my cheek and neck. Moaning at his touch, my body seemed to awaken. My genitals quivered, my breasts tingled.

He drew a sharp breath, stiffening. "Your scent... it's so sweet."

I clawed at my dress, needing relief as my hormones pulsed through me like a fierce itch. "Take me."

He pulled back and helped me out of the dress. I lay naked as he stared at me. His hands ran up my body, fondling my breast. "Oh..."

"Please..." I couldn't feel nervous or frightened. Moisture poured out of me, making my musk strong. I needed him to satisfy me, to relieve me.

He pushed my knees back and ran his fingers over my opening. "So wet."

He pulled off his pants in a flash and leaned over me. His flesh pressed against mine as we stared into each other's eyes. Pushing my knees wider apart, he slowly entered me.

I moaned, pain shooting through me, while also feeling the satisfaction of his penetration.

"Shh..." He withdrew, stroking my hair. "I don't want to hurt you."

He sat up and looked down at himself. He watched as he slid back into me, my knees pulling back and my toes curling.

He pulled back and his fingers slid inside me. My legs fell open as I pushed against him. He smiled, and pumped his fingers.

"Oh!" I threw my head back, and he shot over me, covering my mouth.

"Shh." He showed me his fingers. Blood clung like strings down them. "I'll be gentle. Let me know if it hurts."

He kissed me. I clasped his face. That kiss made my heart pound, and I focused in on it so completely I didn't notice him enter me again. He continued kissing me as he pulsed in and out slowly, steadily. I broke away from the kiss needing to gasp. His head lowered and we lay cheek to cheek as he huffed and growled, his momentum speeding up.

"Tell me your name," he whispered.

"Zora."

"Zora." He kissed my forehead as his fingers wove into my hair. He kissed down my face and neck as I clung to him, wrapping my legs around his hips. He felt so good; his thick, warm c**k pulsed inside me, making me tighten around him. Then he moaned and shuddered, pushing hard into me.

His thrusting stopped as he huffed. He lifted his head to look into my eyes. "Zora."

I smiled, my uncontrollable need subdued. "Mhor."

He brushed my cheek. "Would you like me to stay?"

"Yes."

He glanced toward the door. Through a crack, Father sat on guard.

"How did you get in?" I asked.

He smiled. "He fell asleep."

He shuffled to lie beside me, holding me against him as he stroked my breasts. He pulled my thigh between his legs, gaining a strong and protective hold over me. "Are you tired?"

"Yes," I whispered, his breath on my neck giving me shivers.

"Sleep, beautiful Zora."

I shut my eyes as his arms wrapped firmly around me, clasping my breasts and squeezing them.

A dim light seeped into the room, making me stir. I froze as I realized someone was wrapped around me. I touched his hand over my breast, running my fingers up his arm, marveling at his strength. In the dim light I saw scars on his hands, and scratches from recent struggles.

He drew a sharp breath and lifted his head. I looked over my shoulder and saw his handsome face and dark eyes gazing down at me. He released my breast and ran his hand over my hip.

His touch rekindled the rush of hormones, making me shudder. He sighed, smiling. "Be my mate. Start my family with me. I'll cut out a territory nearby so you can be close to your mother and sisters."

His hand slid between my thighs, pulling the top one up. His fingers brushed over my genitals, stroking them. I groaned softly. "Only my father can decide that."

"Your father allowed me to enter," he said, kissing my shoulder as his fingers slipped inside me. I pushed back as he pulsed them in and out. "He chased the twins away, then feigned sleep when I approached."

"Then I am yours."

He grinned and rolled me onto my front. He pushed my knees to the side and rested his hand between my shoulder blades. My p***y clenched as his member brushed over it. Then, he pushed in. I moaned as he filled me up. He pushed in deeper than the night before, holding my hip firmly with one hand and holding me down with the other.

"You feel so good," he said breathlessly.

I moaned as he thrust harder, faster. My body quivered, yearning for something... more. "Please more."

He sped up, pushing deeper. I clawed at the mat, excitement building inside of me. "Mhor!"

Crying his name tipped him over. He pushed hard into me and moaned, shuddering. Sticky moisture ran down my thigh as he withdrew. He stroked my ass, then shuffled down beside me as I slid onto my belly.

His chest rose and fell as he caught his breath. I watched him with his eyes closed, examining his masculine jaw. Although still young and not as large as my father, he had broad shoulders and a full chest. I ran my hand over his chest. His eyes opened and he smiled. "Zora."

He rolled onto his side, wrapping his arms around me. He kissed my shoulder. "Do I please you?"

"Yes," I responded softly.

His fingertips brushed over my skin. "I will take care of you, always."

I smiled, looking into his eyes. A gentleness resided there. As strong and handsome as he was, my father must have chosen him for that.

"Cover her."

I gasped at my father's voice. Mhor tossed a blanket over me as my father walked in. Mhor pulled a corner over himself and pulled me up close behind him.

My father sat on a chair in the corner, folding his arms. "You must end the heat."

"What?" Mhor's arm tightened around me.

"It's too strong. It's driving my sons wild, and more males came in during the night. I know you want to spend time ensuring a conception, but it needs to end—now."

"Give me a few more hours," Mhor said.

Father raised his brows. "You have until sunset. I'll send my sons on a hunt, and the males won't move in daylight."

"But the first time is the best time," Mhor protested.

Father raised his hand. "I know. I'm sorry, but I've never encountered such a strong, sweet musk. It's taking all my strength to keep my head on. You must end it or risk her."

Mhor's arm tightened around me. "I'll end it."

Father nodded and stood. "Good."

As the door shut behind Father, Mhor turned to me. "I must rest for a few minutes. Lie with me."

I nodded, and we lay together. He buried his head in my breasts, sighing.

"What did my father mean by that?" I asked softly.

His hand ran over my breast. "I must satisfy you. I've heard the first time is difficult, so I'm not sure if I will succeed in time."

"You felt good to me."

He smiled as he closed his eyes. "Let me rest. I will show you more soon enough."

As he slept, Mother entered and set a dish of food down for us. She smiled at me, but didn't say a word. I grasped a handful and ate before falling asleep too.

Lips on my n****e woke me. My eyes opened as Mhor shifted and sucked my n****e into his mouth. I moaned, arching my back. His hand slid down my abdomen as his tongue curled and stroked my n****e. My body quivered as my legs opened of their own accord.

He lifted his head and watched his hand slide down to my crotch. I pushed toward his hand, aching yearning.

"You're purring," he said in a deep, husky voice. He parted my folds, stroking the tender area around my hole.

"I need you," I responded breathlessly.

He smiled as his fingers plunged inside me. One, no, two. He felt around, making me squirm with urgency. Then he pushed on something that sent tingling up my body. I whimpered.

"There it is." His hand withdrew, leaving me unsatisfied.

"Don't stop."

"Shh." He shuffled over me, looking into my eyes. "It will be over soon."

"I don't want it to be over." I ran my hand over his cheek. "I want you to stay with me."

He smiled a gentle, sweet smile. "You are my mate now, so I will always come back for you."

He plunged deep inside me. I groaned, throwing my head back. My back arched and he caught my breast. He squeezed and lowered his mouth around my n****e. His warm tongue circled it slowly, then stroked the tip, strumming it as it became hard.

Groaning, I grabbed his hips and pulled him closer. He grunted, pushed my legs wide, and plunged in deep, hitting the spot he'd found with his fingers.

"Mhor!"

His thrusting sped up. His breath became heavy. "Give it to me, Zora."

I squealed, my toes curling. He felt so good inside me; his hot body rubbing against mine, sweat coating his skin. His muscles contracted around me and he groaned. "Oh no! Zora, go!"

I felt something building inside me as he shuddered and stopped. "Keep going," I begged.

"Damn it." He rolled off me, heaving to catch his breath.

"What's wrong?" I rolled and touched his chest.

"I was supposed to end your heat, but, I didn't make it."

"Um..." I examined his face, not sure what he meant.

"Let me rest and I'll try again." He closed his eyes and sighed.

I rested my chin on his chest. "I'm glad you're my mate."

He smiled without opening his eyes. "As am I."

"Zora."

Mhor and I both jumped and grasped the blankets as Mother entered. She looked down at him with a scowl. "End it. Manually if you must. Her father can barely stand it, and the other males are going mad with lust."

"Manually?" I asked.

Mhor pushed me onto my back. Mother stepped out as he pulled my legs open. "Just relax."

I obeyed as his fingers brushed over my genitals. He wiggled my c**t, making me shudder.

"Good girl."

I looked down at him and saw him staring into me. Then his fingers slid inside. His gaze lifted to my face as he moved his fingers slowly in and out, rubbing something sensitive inside me. He hit the feel good spot and I whimpered. He smiled, pressing on it and making my back arch. Then, he thrummed his fingers, pulsing them in and out.

A throaty groan escaped me as my n*****s tightened. He pinched one with his free hand. "Come, Zora."

Then, oh then.... Every muscle in my body tightened and I pushed against him. My cervix tightened as I squealed, tingling rushing though my body. I'd never felt something so incredible.

"Yes, there it is."

When my body relaxed, my heart pounding in my ears, I saw him smiling. He slid his fingers out of me, revealing thick liquid on his hand. "Your heat is done."

He climbed over me, kissing up my belly and breasts before meeting my lips. "Let me stay with you until your father drives me out."

My arms and legs wrapped around him. "When he does, don't go far."

"I won't." He kissed my ear and rolled beside me, holding me close.