by Brie Paisley
Rolling my eyes, I shake my head, as I say, “That you did, but we should be in the clear now. The protection spell will hold back any magic that releases, when I do.”
He quickly picks up my subtle hint, and the moment that he does, he groans. Pulling him in closer, I reach down. Grabbing his hard cock, I pump him once. His hand is instantly in my hair, holding me still. Moving my hand down, his other hand wraps around my throat. As I repeat the same motion once more, his mouth is on mine.
Letting out a moan, as I get a taste of him, he kisses me roughly, while keeping his firm grip on me. It seems the more I move my hand on his cock, the more he seems close to falling off of the edge. The second that I think that thought, I get hit with his own lust. It’s so strong, so when it mixes with mine, I suddenly feel drunk off of it. Pumping him one final time, I start to guide him inside of me.
As he pulls away from our kiss, I hold his gaze, as I claim, “I need you, Malik. Please, take me.”
His cock jumps in my hand, and a moment later, his hips move forward, giving me all of the help I need. Holding still, as his cock begins to enter me, I let out a throaty moan, when I start to feel my walls, stretching around him. The process is slow and utterly torturous, because I want nothing more than for him to thrust forward.
However, I sense how worried he is about hurting me, and I realize he needs to go at his own pace. All he cares about is my wants and needs, and he’ll do whatever it takes to make sure I have everything that I could ever want.
Once he’s buried deep inside of me, he holds still, as I get adjusted to his size. It doesn’t take me long at all to let him know that I’m ready for more.
Using my legs, I pull him forward, as I rotate my hips. The action makes him groan, as I let out a loud moan. Smiling, when the hand in my hair moves down to my hips, he grips me tightly, while ordering, “Stay still.”
Doing as he commands, I’m quickly rewarded with a kiss. With his hand still around my throat, he holds me right where he wants me, while devouring me all the way down to my soul. Nothing else matters, but him and I, and this intense pleasure he’s bringing out of me.
So, when he finally begins to move, I let my head fall back, as I enjoy falling right down into pure bliss. With each of his thrusts, I suddenly realize that I’ll never get enough of this.
I’ll never get enough of him.
I know he feels the same, as every single sensation he’s experiencing races through me. Fuck, it’s so powerful, that I call out his name, as my orgasm rips through me. “That’s it, regina meis. Let me feel you,” he huskily demands, and I’m quick to listen.
My orgasm continues on and on, seeming as if it never wants to end. For a moment, I worry that it’ll consume me, but then, I know that Malik will be there to pull me back. Even now, as his pace slows, I sense him helping me come down from the high.
Looking up, I lick my lips, seeing the wolf, flashing in his eyes. He’s so close to the edge, and I sense how hard the wolf is riding him. The wolf’s thoughts are as clear as day.
Mark.
Claim.
Take.
They repeat over and over, so I’m not surprised at all, when Malik quickly picks me up, and then places me down onto the bed. I let a small cry escape, as he leaves me, but then, I gasp, when I’m suddenly flipped onto my stomach.
Knowing what he wants, I push my hips up, letting him know he can take me any way that he needs and craves. Turning my head to the side, I glance back, wondering why he hasn’t acted on his wolf’s desires.
As he positions himself at my entrance once more, I begin to understand why he’s still moving too slow for my liking. He’s still afraid that he’ll hurt me, and that’s the last thing he wants to do.
“I promise, that you won’t break me.”
“I have to go slow,” he quickly responds.
Feeling him slowly sliding inside of me, I moan, instantly needing him deeper. Getting an idea, I begin to show him just how I need him. I make it clear just how hard and rough he can fuck me, because I trust him completely. Not only that, but I also show him how I’m meant for him and only him.
I’m his mate, which means that we’re literally made for each other.
Needless to say, he quickly forgets all about going slow.
As he pushes forward, I suck in a deep breath, and then, let it out with a loud moan. Feeling him deep inside of me, I will him to move, because I’m suddenly overwhelmed with the need for him to fuck me, until I can’t walk tomorrow.
Thankfully, he gives me just what I want, and just how I want it. His thrusts instantly turn from slow and tedious to rough and hard, seeming to be almost punishing. Through it all, I call out his name, while throaty moans leave my lips. All I can do is let him have his way with me, because I know he’ll bring me to heights unknown.
So, when I begin to sense his need to bite me, I waste no time, brushing my hair off of my shoulder, and then, I tilt my head to the side. It gives him all of the room he could want to follow through, and my stomach clenches tight, as he thrusts hard into me.
At the same time, he leans forward, and then, his teeth are sinking into my skin.
His mark instantaneously brings out another orgasm, which in turn, sparks his own orgasm to rush forward. Unimaginable pleasure flows through him and into me, mixing together and then bringing us both exquisite bliss. At the same time, I feel our bond forming, and then, I gasp out loud, once I sense how strong and complete it is now.
I thought before that I could feel Malik, but now, it’s like I can’t figure out where I start and he ends. His soul is intertwined with mine, and there’s nothing in this world that could break what we have. Not to mention, I get hit with a rush of just how much he cares for me, and it makes me realize just how deep my feelings for him are already.
“I’m falling for you, wicked wolf,” I breathlessly admit.
As he unclenches around my shoulder, he kisses his new brand, and then states, “As am I for you, devious witch.”
He continues to stay still inside of me, while licking and then kissing his mark on me. I honestly wish that we could stay like this forever, because right now, I’m understanding why so many mates crave each other. Being with Malik is addictive, and I can see myself unable to live without him. However, just knowing how he makes me feel is enough for me to embrace him and us.
It’s a good thing that we’re immortal, because having him for entirety, just might quench this hunger he’s brought out of me.
Malik
Gazing at my stunning mate, I run my fingertips up and down her bare back, loving the way her skin feels against mine. Now that we’re fully bonded, I sense just how satisfied she is, and I vow to keep making her experience this blissful state. She’s been through so much in her life, but it’s my job as her mate to make sure she has the best of everything this life has to offer.
As her golden eyes lock with mine, I have to suck in a deep breath, sensing just how much she already cares for me. It should seem strange, but somehow, it doesn’t. I know that fate made her just for me, so it’s pointless to fight the strong connection that we share.
Brushing her hair off of her shoulder, I admire the mark I left on her. I never in my life thought I would want to mark and then claim my mate, because I was so naïve and jaded before. I realize now just how wrong I was to even consider never finding my mate.
“I’m glad we found each other, too,” she whispers, and then, I grin widely.
Caressing her cheek, I state, “This is definitely going to take some time to get accustomed, too.”
She lets out a small laugh, and I instantly realize how much I love the sound. “Doesn’t it seem strange, though?”
“How do you mean?”
She sighs, and I can’t quite figure out what she’s feeling. It’s so much, and it’s also confusing to pin the right word for it down. It’s a mixture of happiness and joy, but then, there’s also foreboding and dread. “With everything around us, and everything
that’s coming, it just seems wrong, in a way, to take these moments together.”
Understanding what she means, I softly say, “That’s exactly why we need to take these moments. I know what’s coming isn’t pleasant, so every time that we have a chance, I’ll always choose to spend that time with you.”
“Such a sweet talker,” she says with a laugh.
“Get used to it, regina meis.”
“So, tell me,” she starts, and then reaches over to run a finger down my arm. “How does one become The Alpha?”
Using my hand to prop up my head, I continue sliding my fingers on her back, as I state, “It’s usually through the bloodline.” With her frown, I add, “My father was an Alpha, so it passed down to me, since I was the first born.” Raising my eyebrows, I let out a grunt, as I claim, “It’s just funny to me, because there’s only one minute of a difference between Bryn and I.”
“Your twin?” She asks, and I nod once, trying not to worry too much about her.
I know that she’s fully capable of taking care of herself, but I can’t help but to wonder what really happened to her. Luna said that The Facility has her, but I found no trace of her, while I was there. It’s possible that she’s been moved, and if that’s the case, I’m not sure where to even start looking for her.
“We’ll find her, I promise.”
Nodding once more, I know she means that. Letting out a sigh, I shake away my worries, and then continue explaining what she’s so curious about. “When my father died, The Alpha position was supposed to belong to me.” Frowning, as I recall the events that happened after his death, I try to push away how much I despise that time of my life.
“I was too young to become The Alpha, so the Beta, Kale, took the role instead.” Clenching my jaw, all of the anger from that time comes rushing forward. As Melena tries her best to comfort me, I roughly state, “He was a harsh leader, and he’d rather dictate than allow others to offer advice. He was ruthless, and he’s the reason for a lot of the pack losing allies. Many lives suffered under his rule, and I can’t even count how many wolves he banished for no reason at all.”
Rolling over to my back, I sigh deeply, wishing that things could’ve been different back then. So many families crumbled at his hands, and I’ve done my best to right his wrongs, since the moment I became Alpha. Sameria is the main one that comes to mind, because Kale was the one to out her as a hybrid. Once her secret was out, The Elders claimed that they had no choice, but to exile her.
“What happened to him?”
“I challenged him, when I became of age.” Glancing over to her, I confess, “When a wolf issues a challenge, it’s a fight to the death. Two Alphas can’t live peacefully within a single pack, so I took his life, because I knew he would never submit, and then brought the packs back to what they were meant to be.”
Thinking about how things are going now, I wonder if I’ve truly done right by the pack. I fully believe in Luna, and that we need change to survive, but I just can’t help but to question the things that I’ve done.
Especially, when it comes to finding my mate.
I’ve done things that I never imagined doing, and I fear that I’ll suffer for those choices soon. Even now, I feel the wolf stirring, trying to break free of me. While Melena did heal me, I don’t know if the wolf will ever forgive me for using the potion.
“Time heals all things,” Melena says softly, and I realize she’s picking up on my sudden mood change. “This guilt you feel, it’s normal. It means you care, and that you’re loyal to those you love. I understand why you feel things could’ve played out differently, but this was the only choice you had at the time.”
As she leans over me, she caresses my face, giving me all of the comfort I could ever want, as she states, “Don’t let it consume you, Malik. You’re an exceptional leader, and I know every single person here will agree to that.”
Holding her gaze, I let her words wash through me, as I think over all of the things that I’ve done for the pack. Some leaders crumble under the weight of the responsibilities, like the former Alpha had, and I want to think every word she’s saying is true.
But then, I sense my wolf’s anger, and the fact that he’s growling at me, so I know nothing good is going to come from this. I’ve done a good job of hiding it, but I still fear the wolf is trying to go Rogue. It’s a sense I have, or maybe, it’s my instincts. It could also be that the wolf is subtlety preparing me for when it does happen.
Either way, when it does happen, I don’t know how any of us are going to face it.
“I have an idea,” Melena starts with a wide smile. Giving her my full attention, she offers, “How about you shift, and let me have some time with your wolf.”
My first instinct is to say no, because I feel how much the wolf wants to be free. It worries me, because if I do set him loose, he may never give me back control. “It’ll be fine, Malik. Trust me and our bond. I’ve bonded to the both of you, so I won’t let anything bad happen to either of you.”
Shaking my head, I claim, “He’s so ready to be rid of me, Melena. If I shift, then I may never come back.” Her concern is laced in her gaze, and I sigh deeply, sensing how much she believes things will be okay.
In a husky voice, I utter, “He hates me for suppressing him with that potion.” Licking my lips, I gaze up at the ceiling, as I say, “It’s like he’s angry at me for doing what I needed to do, because he doesn’t understand that I had no other choice. To him, I robbed him of what he’s owed, so now, he’s adamant about making me pay for that.”
“I didn’t know your wolf could be so—”
“Vicious, cruel, and vengeful,” I finish, knowing exactly what’s going through the wolf’s mind.
Feeling her hand on my cheek, she guides me to gaze at her, as she declares, “I was going to say disgruntled. He’s hurt, Malik.” Pain instantly slashes through my chest, because she’s right. It’s not only his anger that stops me from shifting, it’s his own pain for what I did to him.
“You need to change.” She states, and then quickly adds, “If you do, then maybe, he’ll see that you’re truly capable of coexisting again.”
Running my hand through her hair, I say, “Maybe, you’re right.”
She grins widely, as she says, “I’m always right. You might as well get used to it.”
Chuckling, I shake my head, and then pull her in for a languid kiss. I kiss her with all of the passion and desire that I have for her, knowing she can feel every single bit of it. As I pull away, I gaze into her golden eyes, realizing how quickly that I’m falling deeply in love with her.
Without her by my side, none of this makes sense.
Without her, I can’t do what needs to be done.
Holding her gaze, I sigh deeply, as fear of never returning back to myself rushes through me. What I’m about to do just might change the outcome of our entire future, but I know that I can fully trust her to bring me back.
“Alright, I’ll shift, and just maybe, you can reason with the beast.”
Melena
Jumping up, I stand by the bed, waiting for Malik to get up. He smirks at my eagerness, but he does finally get out of bed, too.
As he slowly walks towards me, I part my lips to suck in more air. It seems he’s always taking my breath away, and I wonder if I’ll ever get used to that. Once he’s standing inches away from me, his eyes rake down my naked body, and when he licks his lips, I already know what’s going through his mind.
Understanding what he’s trying to do, I state, “Distractions won’t work.”
He grins, and then chuckles, as he says, “Can’t blame me for trying.”
Using our telepathy, I softly claim, “It’ll be okay.”
He nods, but I sense his apprehension. He has every right to feel this way, because I know exactly how he feels. The thing is I can’t sense how the wolf feels, as much as I should be able to, which is another reason why he needs to change. If I can sense the wolf better, then maybe, I
can help him heal, too.
Watching him closely, I send a rush of comfort and appreciation through our bond, hoping it’ll give him the courage to go through with it. I just have this deep sense that if he changes, things will be alright. Honestly, I worry more about his wolf keeping all of these emotions bottled up, instead of Malik changing.
So, when he sighs deeply, and then his body begins to shake, I know he’s about to change right before my eyes.
As he drops down to his knees, his entire body suddenly changes from man to wolf. It happens so fast that I would’ve missed it, if I had blinked. Thankfully, I watched the entire shift, and I smile widely, as the huge black wolf shakes out his coat, and then looks at me.
“Hi there, big guy.” I instantly feel how much he adores me, and I laugh, as he sends me a flood of protective vibes.
Stepping closer, I hold out my hand for him, hoping that Malik is alright. I sense him, deep within the wolf, so it’s more like he’s being pushed down, so that the wolf can have his turn. It’s so strange to feel the wolf’s presence now that we’re fully bonded, but I know this is the key to fixing this problem.
Finally reaching him, I grin widely, as he meets my outstretched hand. He even lets out a small grunt, as I run my hand down his face, and then down his neck. His fur is so smooth to the touch, and I feel the power behind his form. Making my way back up to his head, I use both of my hands to continue to sooth him. Somehow, I just know that he needs this, and I realize, that I’ll do anything to make him happy.
As he nudges my stomach, I suck in a deep breath, as the wolf shows me what he wants. It’s not words, like how Malik and I communicate, but it’s with images. The meaning behind these few pictures is very clear.
My eyes begin to fill with tears, as I see the wolf’s desire for pups.
This is what he wants more than anything.
A family to call his own.
Not only do I sense how much he needs this, but I also feel the love and utter devotion our little family could have. While I know this is the wolf’s perception of what our family could become, I still fall more in love with every single thing that he’s showing me.
