Love & Orgasms

Running To Him - Final

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Emilia's POV.

The unexpected burst of pleasure is what I notice first. It spreads throughout my body and makes my legs shake. My eyes fall closed as he bites down harder, clamping his jaw around my neck. Black fades away from the back of my eyelids and a scene plays in my mind, as though someone has set up a projector in my mind's eye.

It's the kidnapper and I. We're holding hands as we walk through the trees, I recognise his mansion as we approach it. He throws me over his shoulder, and I laugh joyously, gently banging my fists on his back.

"Nion! Put me down!" I whine playfully.

"Nope, you're mine," he calls happily and slaps my ass.

The black returns and the scene fades. Seconds later, another scene appears. We're back in his bed, except this time, I'm in a lot less clothes. I feel mortified as the sex scene unfolds in my mind, him thrusting into me as I cry to the heavens about how good it feels.

I'm burning up with embarrassment and desire as the scene fades into the kitchen. We're standing by the oven together, he's behind me with his arms around my upper body. I turn to the side and I'm shocked to see that I'm heavily pregnant. He murmurs that he loves me and places his huge hand on my stomach.

The final scene fades and the black returns. My eyes fly open in shock. Those scenes felt so real, I felt his hand on my stomach, I felt his cock filling me, I felt the sting as he slapped my ass. I try to ground myself by looking around the basic hotel room, but he bites my neck harder, and my knees give out. Nion, I know his name now, holds me up as I become a dead weight in his arms.

The pleasure that started in my neck and spread around my body now heads straight for my clit. I feel it throbbing between my legs and the notion that I am going to orgasm hits me seconds before the climax does.

"Nion," I moan his name as the orgasm takes hold, sending me into a blissful haze.

He growls against my neck. The pleasure doesn't stop until he retracts his teeth from my neck. By that point, my breathing is all over the place and my underwear is soaked from an intense climax. He scoops me into his arms and sits on the bed with me on his lap. My head falls limply against his chest.

"I'm so sorry, my love," he apologises again and kisses my forehead. "It was the only way. You wouldn't believe me unless I showed you."

It's like a load of information has been added to my brain. If I were a computer, I would have just had a download. I feel like I've just read a book on werewolves, everything Nion knows, I now know. Every question that has been floating around my head for the last twelve hours has been answered. I'm his mate, his soulmate. We're destined to be together; he's waited thirty-two years to find me. Wolves start to become temperamental and unhinged after thirty, he's been holding the madness off for two years, which explains why he was so animalistic when he found me.

He never wanted to hurt me. He was never going to keep me locked in a cage. I have a pack waiting back for me on our territory, desperate to meet their new Luna. In the next week, I will shift into a wolf myself from his bite. He has made me as immortal as him by marking me. Our souls are entwined, he will protect me with his life.

I'm speechless. Words fail me as I remain in his arms, processing everything that has been added to my brain. I feel a bit shell-shocked by the experience. He runs his hand through my hair soothingly. I close my eyes and savour his touch, feeling a comforting sensation spread through my body at his touch. Simple contact with his skin has my body feeling better.