Mating

Atasha's Point of View

Earlier, when we had broken the table, he picked me up and carried me into our bedroom with him. I was lying comfortably on the bed when he told me to open my legs and slightly bend my knees. I did as he instructed. He then snuck between my legs and snorted. His head was buried between my thighs, and his arms were wrapped around my buttocks, holding them in place. He then began kissing me on the sex with hard, deep kisses on my genitals. I moaned so loudly that I suddenly grabbed his hair and held it tightly in my hands.

After what happened in the forest on the night of the full moon, my first experience mating with Elijah Montreal gave me the impression that mating should be painful and destructive, and that I was only being used to satisfy his sexual fantasies. However, it was at this point that I began to question why I was the one who was receiving so much pleasure. Every part of my body felt as if Elijah was worshiping it; I couldn't tell what I was feeling other than intense heat engulfing my entire body. That only added to the tension and sensation coursing through my veins at this very moment.

“Fuck, don’t stop, baby!” I came back to my senses when Elijah licked and swirled his tongue in my hole.

I looked down. His head was in between my legs, devouring my slit, putting me in a state of euphoria. It was so intense that every time he glanced his eyes upwards and looked at me, all I could do was bite my lips and couldn’t help but move my hips to welcome his mouth attacks, and for me to be licked more.

“Come on, baby. Eat me . . . I want to feel more of you!” I begged him every time he slowed down a bit and gave me a teasing look in his eyes.

“Yours is so big and swelling . . . hot and irresistibly good,” he whispered, which made my hip move upwards as he aggressively swirled his tongue inside me.

"Oh, Elijah!" I moaned and caught my breath. I gasped as while he was swirling and licking my sex, he aggressively moved his head up and down. That made me join him in his rhythm. "Good, good, good, El . . . Ugh, good, you got it good!” I yelled as I was about to come.

I took a deep breath, grabbed his head and pulled his hair as I was about to reach my climax.

“God!” I yelled as I said as my body convulsed, reaching my climax with a loud moan.

Elijah already stopped as I was catching my breath. He then crawled up beside me and my body shifted sideways.

“Mettle, I was now obsessed with your mouth down there,” I said smilingly he then gave me a wide grin.

“You love how it felt?” he muttered under his breath, I gave him a sweet smile and nodded. I then gave him a passionate kiss on his lips, and I was so obsessed right now with his tongue that I wanted to feel it in my mouth. I so eagerly wanted his lips that I didn’t give him a chance to catch his breath.

“I can no longer breathe,” he whispered in between our kisses.

I smiled, didn't say anything, and just gave him torrid kisses instead. My hands reached for his shaft, and I could feel it twitching in my hands. I didn't give it a second thought and started jerking his length, pressing it and rubbing it against my swollen, wet slit with deliberate intent. He groaned a little, but I didn’t give him a chance to protest and instead kissed him roughly..

“You want this so badly. I bet you’re in heat right now, and that explains why you’re so needy . . .” he muttered. In the midst of our kiss, one of his hands gently stroked the peak of my breast, while the other reached for my neck and gently choked me

He then pushed me a little bit further and gave me a seductive look while still holding my neck gently. Then he kissed me on the lips once more and proceeded to gently slap me on my cheek. His slaps were not that hard that it gave me some pain but only it gave me a sudden feeling of wanting him more. I moaned as he kissed me on the lips over and over.

He then stood up and told me to place a pillow on my buttocks and spread my legs wider, with my arms extended along with my body, one leg bent at the knee and the other straight. Elijah was on his bent knees, his legs being driven apart. His hand was gently massaging my slit, caressing it, and his other hand took up my ankle on my straight leg. He then took his shaft and gently rubbed it into my slit, teasing me a little.

Despite the fact that my legs were quivering in this position, my body became even hotter as I felt the sweat dripping all over my shoulders and running through my breasts.

“I can no longer wait, Elijah. I’m going to explode down there,” I pleaded and he gently inserted it inside and I could feel all of his length inside of my sex right away.

My eyes rolled back from the sensation that every jerk of his waist had. I glanced over at him. It was so electrifying to see his beautiful body and his facial expression.

Biting his lower lip, he whispered, “Fuck . . .” And he kept cursing every time that he moved his hips and waist.

“Yes, that’s good. Ugh, Elijah . . .” I moaned as he hit a sweet spot in my sex. My hands were gripping tightly to the bed sheet with every hard jerk he made at me. He then gradually changed his pace and pounded me so hard. I felt his length twitching inside my body, and it seemed like it had already reached my stomach at this point.

"Oh, fuck, baby, faster please!" I begged him because I was trying to reach my climax at the time and I desperately wanted to cum. It was a brutal pace as I felt as if I was being whipped by hundreds of men. From that moment, my entire body was engulfed by pain and pleasure. It seemed like the devil in me had such a desire and fantasy to be punished by Elijah's shaft from now on.

"Mettle, you're such a naughty girl," he uttered with a ragged breath as he kept pounding me brutally with his length. I could already feel his hips snapping loudly against my buttocks. The sound that it was making sounded like a horse galloping in the wild, which made me go insane. My legs were quivering, and one of them was already resting on his chest, while the other one was placed on his shoulders.

Meanwhile, his other hand became more aggressive, rubbing me all the way down to my clit. My body was experiencing such deep pleasure, and I was about to reach my climax. I begged him to cum inside of me as I was about to explode. I felt warm inside, and that made my whole body numb. Possibly, I was on the verge of fainting, mouth half opened after reaching my climax.

"I’m still a mere slave to you, Elijah," I said jokingly as he released his juice on top of my belly.

We both lied on the bed, looking up at the ceiling.

"How did you manage to get rid of all the plates and candles with just one snap of your fingers?" I asked as I remembered what he did during our dinner.

“It’s magic,” he said jokingly and chuckled.

“Come on! I want to learn that too!” I told him, annoyed as he was not telling the truth.

“I only borrowed those candles from Devon. She said that if I lit them up, the candles would float in the air, then music would start to play, and if I wanted to get rid of them, I could just snap my fingers and they would disappear as expected,” he explained and I was so amazed that there was such a thing like that.

“I would like to do it tomorrow!” I said and glanced at his face.

“Sure. Tomorrow you’ll become a magician as you wish,” he said mischievously. I rolled my eyes as he started to laugh.

“I think it’s also great to learn magic, what do you think?” I asked

“You should focus on controlling your enhanced abilities, Atasha. That being said, we will go rock climbing tomorrow.”

I pouted my lips. Apart from my enhanced abilities, a part of me also wanted to learn magic. It was like an interesting combination of being a wolf and a witch at the same time. Hmm, I couldn't stop wondering how it felt to be a hybrid.

“Mettle, I’m also determined to learn how to be a witch, I think it would be so great to have enhanced abilities as a wolf and at the same time learn how to cast a spell,” I said in a wide grin and the thought of it gave me some excitement.

“Do you think it’s possible?” He asked and gave me a lot of reasons why it was not logical. It might give the entire werewolf pack a different perspective, and they might hate us if we do that. I gave up on Elijah. Maybe he was right, but I was guessing I needed to put it on the side for now and focus on training on my enhanced abilities as of this moment.

The next day, I could already smell something delicious coming from the kitchen. The aroma of delicious food jolted me awake.

“Aw!” I yawned a scream, stretched my body as I got up. I then heard the door open and Elijah rushed towards me.

“Hey, are you alright?” He asked with the concern of his face.

“I’m fine. I just stretched my body but even though I was tired, I got a very good night's sleep!” I responded.

He sighed with relief, then escorted me to the kitchen for us to eat. I gasped when I saw our dining table that we broke last night. I palmed my face in humiliation.

“What have we done?” I said to myself.

“Let’s just eat in the living room,” he suggested. I nodded and then he asked me to bring the food to the living room.

“How are we supposed to explain it to Devon?” I asked Elijah when we started having our breakfast. He was reading a book while sipping his coffee.

“Let’s tell her we had sex on the table and it broke,” he answered in a serious tone.

I gave him a wide-eyed look. “Elijah, you don’t want to say that to Devon! It was so embarrassing!”

“Alright, I’ll say that the food we ate was so delicious that I decided to go on top of the table and it proceeded to break it, '' he said again in a serious tone, while his eyes were still on the book and sipped his cup of coffee.

“It doesn’t make sense!” I said and palmed my face, I guess what we just need to say the truth that we had sex on the table.

After we finished our breakfast, we went outside of the wooden cabin. We saw Devon strolling in the garden and she waved at us.

“Hey, Devon! Atasha wants to say something!” Elijah called her and waved his hand.

“What? I’m not the one who is supposed to say it!” I told Elijah as my eyebrows furrowed.

As I had no choice but to explain to Devon, she then suddenly laughed, and I was embarrassed.

“No, that's fine. You don’t need to pay for it or make any repairs. I’ll handle it once you get back from your training,” she explained and I sighed with relief that she didn’t get mad.