Chapter 24 For Life
Mature Content 18+
Erotic Sex Scenes and Language
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Alexander
How much longer can he wait? Every fiber in his body was pulsing with lust. Especially with the stunt, his Anna pulled earlier. Combining that with the love he felt for the woman he has in his arms, he would be combusting in a few minutes.
His lycan was demanding to be let out. Well, he fucking can't. Not while his mate was still human. He will break her in two with his lust.
-I won't hurt mate.
-Not intentionally wolf. In a few days, she'll be lycan. You will mate in wolf form. But absolutely not in full lycan beast.
-Ok, human. But shift partially later. I want to knot her.
Goddess, the images he filled him with. Alexander took a deep breath. An hour. No more.
Besides, he needed to feed his mate. She will need energy for what he planned for them tonight.
Halfway through the reception his smiles and greetings became forced as time passes, bordering on rudeness, his mate turned to him. Expressive brows arched in a silent question.
"Are you ok, darling?" Worry marred her beautiful features. Goddess, how stunningly gorgeous she looked tonight. And her Lilly white gown...he shuddered. His cock seeping precum. He will happily tear the dress to shreds later.
He wondered how long it will take for her to forgive him if he did that. She cleared her throat to get his attention. Fuck!
"I want you. Soon. I can't stand it anymore, mio amore." His harsh whisper on her neck made her shiver. Good. It meant she anticipated her mating too.
Their mind link will come later after they completed the bond and it will come in handy.
"Then let's cut the cake so we can go." He couldn't move fast enough. She giggled at his eagerness. Her hand squeezes him, the gesture conveying her happiness.
He had to admit, even he was amazed at Anna Marie's creation. People had been taking pictures of this art. It was almost a shame to ruin it by cutting a piece.
People clapped with cheers and approval. Loving the tradition, Anna and him fed each other cakes. Damn! Delicious. The director of ICE, from a dragon flock, approached Rie. That was a good sign. He made a mental note to talk to the man soon.
"Can we go now?" He growled. Nope. No one can stop him from his purpose. His Anna grinned at him, nodding her reply. She squealed when he scooped her in his arms, amidst the cheers of their families and guests.
With her in his arms, there was only one destination.
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Their mansion was too quiet. He led them in. Everyone was instructed to leave the place for several days. He smirked.
He planned to fuck his mate on every surface of this house.
That starts tonight.
His kisses were filled with lust as he guided them to their suite. Her hands were not idle either. He placed her on her feet, she was tugging his shirt off. He gladly removed it for her.
He stopped her hands when she reached his belt. "I will lose control if you do that, let me prepare you, baby girl."
She moaned at his rough voice. As impatient as he was.
His fingers released her hair from its confinement. The tresses fell on her shoulders down to her lace-covered breasts. Slowly, his fingers trailed her rosy cheeks to her fresh mark going to the top of her mounds. His mate was barely breathing. Panting heavily. The veins throbbed on her neck.
Her scent of arousal made him dizzy. He knew her cunny will be wet. His nostrils flared at the delicious scent. She would be creamy wet down there and he couldn't wait to touch her.
At the thought, he carried her again to their huge bed, this time it was covered in white satin sheets. Laying her comfortably on the downy mattress, he began to peel off her sheer white stockings together with her shoes.
He shuddered from the feel of her hot smooth skin.
Looking down at her sultry position, he unbuckled his pants, pulling down his zipper, toeing off his black leather shoes, then socks.
Her eyes felt like her fingers, the intensity of her stare caressed his skin. Fuck! He shucked his pants and boxers quickly.
It was her turn.
Completely naked, he climbed their bed. Without hesitation, fingers gripping the laced neckline, he tore her gown right in the middle. Fuck yes!
"Alexander! It's a Vera Wang." Vera what? Like he gave a damn. She swallowed her protest in their sultry kiss, his hot tongue sparring with hers. He received her deep moans of pleasure, his eager hands caressed her breasts, rolling her nipples.
Her nails scratched his muscled back. He welcomed the sting. It made everything raw and hotter. For her. Only for her.
The ache in his cum-filled balls made him want to fast track. But he couldn't. He was aware he was well endowed. Bigger than normal. He had to make his Queen's pussy ready.
With fleshy lips on her neck, knowing it will heighten her arousal, he began sucking on her mark. He reached for the remaining cloth on her body, which included her wet panties, leaving her bare to feast.
His mouth suckled on her nipples while his free hand parted her thighs. He glanced down, rough fingers dancing on her wet pussy lips. Exploring. Spreading her slick moisture.
"Open wider, Anna." She complied right away. Whimpering.
"Oh God, Xander!" His thumb drew soft circles on her clit and her whole body bowed with pleasure. Her virginal pussy looked so tempting, no fleshy labia. Just the hairless mound covering the small bundle of nerves and untried slit.
Watching her blissful expression, his middle finger traced the wet entrance, testing it before plunging knuckles deep. She whined in protest, he kissed it away. His tongue was moving in and out of hers, mirroring his finger.
With her consent and moans, he added another finger while still pressing on her clit.
Goddess, his mate was so fucking tight. Her walls gripped his two fingers, about to get three, her hymen taunting him. With steady fucking and moisture flowing, he was able to include a third. She cried in longing. Preparing to come.
"Baby girl, come on my fingers." He murmured, licking her mark. She came, thrashing her head against the pillows, sobbing his name, gushing on his thick digits.
He growled and crawled on top of her parted thighs. His shoulders spread them wider so he could eat her cunny.
Her hands tried to pull him up but he held on. He won't be denied.
"Fuck, Xander!" He smirked on her clit, his eager tongue lapping while he fingered her, aiming to make her come once more before he breached her.
He looked up, her lust-filled eyes were on him, gazing at him as he worshiped her. His free hand palmed her breasts, twisting her pink peaks. The sensation was too much for her, she let go. Coming on his mouth and tongue. He prolonged her orgasm, sucking on her clit. So fucking delicious.
His erection throbbed in response and his balls were so tight.
Motherfucker! He couldn't wait. His cock in his fist, he glided the swollen head and length on her dripping mound. Coating him in her essence.
With hooded eyes, he watched his dick nuzzling her pussy. Jesus! Be gentle.
He glanced at his mate, her eyes were big, unsure. "I need to be inside you, mia anima. I will be gentle. But it will still hurt. I'm sorry, baby."
Anna smiled at him. "I love you, soulmate. I trust you."
He guided the swollen head on the slit. Shit! Too small. Applying more pressure, he sank in, it finally gave. So fucking tight. She tensed. He played with her sensitive clit once more.
He steadily fed more of his cock in her, stretching her wet walls. Fuck! Only halfway. His cockhead touched her thin membrane.
"Anna, my love." Trying to warn her of the coming pain.
"Yes, Alexander." With one heavy thrust, he broke her barrier. Making her his forever. Steady tears flowed from her closed eyes. Goddess. He wished he could absorb her pain.
Ignoring his pulsing cock inside her pussy, he licked and kissed her cheeks. Telling her he was sorry.
"I'm not sorry, Xander. I gave myself to you." She whispered and they kissed tenderly to savor the moment.
When she moaned from their kisses and arched her back, he knew she was ready.
He pulled out inch by inch, her juices and some traces of her lost innocence shining on his hot rod. Without warning, he lunged back in. Yes! So fucking good.
"That's...oh God, Xander. Do it again." So he did. He has a few inches left, so he entered her cunny with his all this time until his heavy balls were touching her ass. He withdrew and thrust back in. And again. Their slapping skin loud in the stillness of their bedroom.
Her moans and his grunts in harmony. His arms move below her armpits, pulling her partially up, so her breasts and nipples touched his hairless chest. They met each other's thrusts.
He does not know how much longer he can hold on. This was his first time too and he was just following his instinct. His knot was about to form and that will make him thicker.
"Wrap your legs around me, mio amore. Let me fuck you deeper." Fuck yes! Every inch of his dick was caressed by her gripping walls. She wailed in response. He found her spot.
"Right there, darling. Deeper." With a snarl, he began to lose control. Every thick inch of his cock glided faster and deeper. The force of it shook their bed. His wet balls tightened, his knot forming.
"Fuck, baby girl! I am going to fill you with my seed." Panting on her lips, he growled his pleasure. The kiss they shared was sloppy. Biting, sucking, nipping. With his knot formed fully, he knew he was about to cum. And damn if he does it without her.
His mate sobbed. She became aware her cunny and smooth pussy lips were stretched to the limits. He could feel her almost at the peak of pleasure.
With shallow thrusts, his cockhead hit her spot, her juices flooded his length, guiding his fingers between their joined bodies, he flicked her clit. That was all it took. She came so hard, she screamed and whimpered his name.
Throwing his head back from the sensation, he felt his semen bursting from the slit of his cock, then another, and another, flooding her womb. His balls emptying deep inside her. His knot keeping his seed in place.
He was so fucking numb, he couldn't move. Goddess. That was out of this world.
Conscious of his weight, he moved slowly to the side, bringing his panting mate to lay on top of him. Still fully joined. With his cock hard and throbbing inside her delicious pussy, he was pretty sure it won't subside any sooner.
Xander, I love you.
He smiled despite the sweet exhaustion he was feeling at the moment. He can hear her thoughts and can feel her love.
-I love you so much, mia anima.
She jerked in his arms. Tiredness was gone.
"You talked in my head," Anna whispered. He frowned. Her voice was hoarse. Probably from screaming his name.
"Yes, baby girl. That's our mind link. Soon, you will hear our pack link. But I told them not to disturb us. Are you alright?"
She nodded and murmured in satisfaction, her cheek on his chest. Shit! His heart was beating fast. And he was fucking hard. Or harder.
-I like this, darling. You are still hard.
-I want you again. Ride me.
"You mean like this?" The vixen. Her walls squeezed around his thick length and knot, milking him.
"Fuck! Like that." He arranged her folded legs on either side of his hips, she began to rock. Sucking and releasing him. Their combined juices providing enough lubrication.
He watched her exquisite form riding him. Although the thrusts were limited because of his knot, it was enough to make them both crazy with need.
Her clit was nudging his pelvis every time she dropped fully on his thick length. His knot hitting her g-spot perfectly.
He propped on his elbows to catch her swaying mound, sucking a nipple. She arched more, her head was thrown back, eyes tight with pleasure.
His mate was the single most beautiful woman in the world. More so now that she was riding him with lust and love.
She groaned and rolled her hips, at the same time greedily took in the last inch of his cock, taking him balls deep.
His dick twitched. Unable to control he knew he was done for. He roared her name and filled her pussy with his seed once more. That triggered her release. Her cries of passion echoing his own.
She slumped on top of him. Replete and boneless. He kissed her hair, inhaling their combined scents. Soothing her. Murmuring words of love and devotion.
Her weight became heavier. His precious soulmate had fallen asleep.
Later, he will prepare them both a hot bath. Maybe they could christen the bathroom too.
Settling his mate more comfortably on top of him, he followed her to their dreamland.
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