The Hybrid's Hope

Chapter 5: The Pull

Hope

Why can’t I back down from a challenge?

‘Because we’re powerful and strong, like an Alpha,’ Qadira says. She’s doing that rumbling thing again, looking at Levi like he’s a piece of meat.

‘Meat I’d like to eat,’ she purrs.

It was mostly because of Qadira that I said I wanted to touch Levi.

‘You can lie to anyone else, my human, but you can’t lie to me. You want him as much as I do, even if you can’t admit it.’

I love my beast, I really do. But sometimes, I just wish she’d just let me get away with my own delusions.

‘I wouldn’t be your beast if I did,’ she says. Qadira licks our lips and Levi’s eyes track to my mouth.

His eyes spark with Malcolm’s presence, and he takes an offensive stance.

“Ready?” he purrs.

No. “Yes,” I say out loud.

He punches his fist at me and I dodge, realizing immediately that he was right about the sand. I’m not used to having to balance on an uneven surface while fighting.

Normally, I would spin and knock my opponent off his or her feet, but Levi knows that trick and I’m not sure I can get all the way around in this sand that my feet are already sinking in.

My delay gives Levi a chance to strike again, but this time when he punches, I grab his arm as I dodge and pull him forward, yanking him off balance. I leap onto his back, using the momentum of both our bodies to bring him to the ground. Then I land the winning punch to his kidney, pulling my punch so I don’t do permanent damage.

“First round to you, beautiful. Where did you want to touch me?” Levi’s deep voice asks as he turns his head to look at me over his shoulder.

I lift myself off of him and look down at his exquisite back. His hands are pressed against the sand and the muscles in his back are rippling as he shifts his body in the sand.

“Here,” I say, taking my hands and splaying them over his broad shoulders.

He’s as strong as he looks, but underneath the strength there is sensitivity. His muscles quiver as I touch him and goosebumps rise on his skin.

I watch my hands as they trace the warmth of his body, following the lines of his muscles. He relaxes against the sand, letting me take my time. When I look at his face, he’s watching me intently, but he doesn’t say anything.

Feeling bold, I lean forward and press my lips to his shoulder. Malcolm immediately starts purring and I feel Qadira pushing forward as my mouth begins to water. I feel the sting of my canines and her desire to mark her mate.

‘No, Qadira,’ I say, sitting back.

“I’ll take offense this time,” I say to Levi as I get to my feet.

It only takes him a moment before he pushes up and is back on his feet. He brushes the sand off his chest, but I realize that it’s not all coming off. This is going to become messy and gritty very quickly.

I wait for Levi to get in his defensive stance. Then he gestures for me to ‘come hither’ with that sexy grin on his face.

I swing my leg at his head. In the sand, I’m slower than normal and Levi uses that to his advantage. He ducks under my leg, then tackles me to the ground before I can get steady on my feet again. He puts his mouth at my throat, winning this round.

“Second round to you, Levi,” I say. I can feel my heart pounding, not knowing what or how he’s going to touch me.

When I feel his warm tongue slide across my throat, I moan involuntarily. Why does it feel so good?

‘He’s our mate, Hope. Everything he does to us, everything we do to him, will feel good,’ Qadira says.

Levi presses kisses over my exposed throat. Normally, Qadira wouldn’t allow this level of submission, but with Levi and Malcolm, she doesn’t seem to mind. She lifts our neck, making Malcolm growl loudly, the sound slowing into a purr as Levi begins kissing his way across my throat to my shoulder.

It takes me a moment too long to realize he was going for my marking spot. But the moment he sucks the sensitive skin into his mouth, it’s like he's sending an electric shock straight to my core.

I cry out, grabbing on to him as he sucks the area hard enough that I know I’ll have a different sort of mark in the morning if Qadira doesn’t heal us.

‘What’s to heal?’ she asks, basking in our mate licking and sucking on our marking spot.

I feel my body climbing to someplace I’ve never been. The pleasure of Levi’s mouth is unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. Then his hand is sliding up my side and over my breast. He pulls my bra down, gently squeezing my breast as the ocean breeze makes my n****e harden.

He seems to know how my body is going to respond because he slides his thumb over my n****e, making me cry out again. Then he teases my n****e between his thumb and finger, intensifying the feelings inside me.

“Levi,” I gasp. I’ve heard of orgasms before, but I’ve never experienced one on my own. I was never brave enough to explore my own body, but Levi has no such hesitation.

He pulls off my neck, growling when he sees his mark on my marking spot, then he looks down at my breast. I reach up to cover myself, but he stops me with one word.

“Don’t.”

He looks up at me with eyes that are nearly black with desire, but he doesn’t stop teasing my n****e.

“Don’t ever hide from me, Hope,” he says softly before lowering his head and sucking my n****e into his mouth.

If I thought his fingers felt good, it’s nothing compared to what it feels like to have his mouth on me.

“Oh goddess,” I say, feeling like the world is spinning out of control and the only anchor in the world is Levi.

He sucks harder, then pulls off my n****e with a soft pop before looking up at me.

“You can call to her, baby, but it’s me that’s bringing you this pleasure. It’s me that will always make you feel good,” he says before pulling the bra off my other breast and lowering his mouth to my n****e and adding more fuel to the fire that is burning inside me.

I had no idea how strong the mate bond would be, no idea how lost, out of control, and absolutely perfect it would feel to have Levi touching me like his.

This time when he pulls off my n****e and looks at me, his eyes are black.

“I love you, Hope,” he says, his voice deep and growly with Malcolm’s presence. “I have always loved you. You are mine. Don’t ever question it. Don’t ever fight it. You. Are. Mine!”

His mouth crashes against mine again, his tongue invading my mouth in a claim meant to remind me that I belong to him and no one else. I know I should fight it, I know I shouldn’t give in, but the bond is too strong.

I want him. Qadira wants him. We want him with every part of our being. There’s nothing holding me back. As I look up at the full moon, it feels like fate and the Moon Goddess are encouraging me to have this moment. Maybe it’s the only one that I’ll ever have in my life, and I don’t want to miss what might be my only chance to know what true love feels like, what it means to be loved by your mate.

So, I answer Levi’s passion with my own. I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him closer to me and grinding my hips against his, feeling his hard length pressed against my body.

His hands slide down to my pants, and he lifts his body just enough to undo the button and zipper. I unhook my legs from his waist and he pushes my pants and panties down as I reach down to begin undressing him.

He shifts his body so he can push his own pants down, and I shimmy against the sand, working my own pants down to my knees before kicking them off. Then I reach around to unhook my bra, pulling it off and setting it aside while Levi removes the last of his clothes.

Then he’s there, wrapping me in his arms again.

“Are you sure about this, Hope?” he asks.

I nod, cupping his face in my hands. I may regret this tomorrow. I probably will. But right now, it’s just me, Levi, and the moon blessing us with its presence. Nothing else matters.

He takes my face in his hands, watching me as he lines himself at my entrance.

“Tell me if I hurt you,” he says. His entire body is shaking with his force of his restraint.

I nod and as he begins to slowly slide inside me, stretching me unlike I’ve ever been stretched before. He holds my gaze as he slowly slides inside me.

“I love you, Hope. I love you so much. You’re the only woman for me. You’ve always been the only woman for me.”

When a tear drips from my eye, I’m not sure if it’s from his words or the burning pain of my body stretching uncomfortably to accommodate his size.

He wipes the tear away. “I love you. I love you. I love you,” he chants before leaning down to kiss me in a kiss that is much gentler than the last one.

I whimper as he fills me completely, his body pressed tight against mine. He begins shaking as he holds still, giving my body time to adjust to his.

When he begins moving inside me, he pulls away from the kiss, watching me intently.

“I love you, Hope. I love you so much,” he says breathlessly with awe in his voice.

I can’t hold back anymore. I have too many feelings and emotions swirling inside me, so I let go and just say the words that come from my heart.

“I love you too, Levi. I’ve always loved you,” I say. He begins growling and his thrusts come faster, harder, pushing me to a peak I’ve never reached before.

He pulls my leg up to his shoulder, sliding even deeper inside me, and hitting a spot that feels like I’ve gone to the Moon Goddess’ realm.

“Levi …” I whimper.

“You’re so beautiful, Hope. You’re so amazing. I love you so much. I’m so glad you’re my mate,” he says, and whether it’s his words, his body, or maybe a combination of both, I finally fall off that peak, that cliff that I’ve heard so much about but never experienced for myself.

I cry out as my body explodes. Levi is quick to capture my cry in a kiss, his body continuing to thrust, forcing me to ride out my orgasm. I cling to him, my claws extending as the orgasm continues, as if my body has been waiting eighteen years for Levi to make me feel whole.

He doesn’t stop and rather than come down, I feel another orgasm building behind the one I’m currently having.

This time, when the orgasm rips through my body, I pull away from the kiss, needing to scream my pleasure to the sky, the Moon Goddess, and anyone else who can hear me.

Levi’s body begins jerking and he buries his face in my neck, snarling and growling through his own orgasm.

When we finally come down, Levi leans his forehead against mine.

“I really hope that was as good for you as it was for me,” he says.

I chuckle. “I came twice. You only came once,” I say.

He lifts his head. “Are you sore. Did I hurt you?” he asks, his voice full of worry.

“I’m a little sore, but it still felt really good.”

He grins. “Good. Maybe we can do it again. Soon,” he says, slowly pulling out of me. “Come on, let’s go rinse this sand off before we scrub our bodies raw,” he says, scooping me into his arms.

“Oh!” I gasp, wrapping my arms around his neck as he lifts me up.

He watches me as he walks us into the water.

“What?” I ask.

“I’m just amazed by you, as always.”

“Amazed at what?” I ask.

“You, being willing to give yourself to me. Thank you for trusting me, for being with me, for letting me have that special first time, and for accepting my first time with you.”

“You make it so hard to resist you, Levi,” I grumble.

“Good, then I’m doing something right,” he says as he walks into the warm water.

When we’re about waist deep, he shifts me around so my legs are wrapped around his waist as he walks us into deeper water.

I wrap my arms around his shoulders and begin gently pouring water over his sandy back as I rest my head on his shoulder. And that’s when it suddenly dawns me.

He came inside me.