Rejection to the Alpha King's Daughter [amazon edition]

Chapter 30 - True Mates

Chapter 30 - True Mates

We watched as Blake and Alice enjoy the warm sunshine, splashing in the river while we relished in the mate bond surrounding us. We have waited weeks for this moment, for Albot and I to become mates. We were in no rush to complete the process just yet as there is so much else on our minds. We have time to claim each other, knowing neither of us would give up on the love that slowly grew over the years from our friendship.
"You two seem different." Alice says as she makes her way towards Albot and eyes us, her head tilted to the left as she looks at out bodies snuggled together.
"Different how?" I ask, smiling at my pup.
"Your auras, they blend together seamlessly now. Are you true mates?" She explains, her question surprising me. I knew the little girl held some sort of power, but to think it had grown so strong that she could distinguish mates together shocks me.
"Yes, Crystalline and I are true mates and the bond finally clicked into place." Albot chuckles, Alice blinking as she takes in his words.
"So I can call you dad now?" I laugh at how unfazed the little pup is, smiling as Albot nods and reaches out a hand to her, pulling Alice into the side of his body for a hug.
"Yes, Alice. You and Blake can call me dad." With that, the little girl smiles, snuggling close to Albot and I as Blake comes to sit beside our little huddle, a soft smile on his face.
"I never thought the day you saved us would give Alice and I a family. Thank you for that, mom." He whispers, leaning his head onto my shoulder. Closing my eyes and relishing in the feeling of my small family around me, I remind myself that this is what I am fighting for. That if I let my brother win the war for the throne, I will lose Albot, Blake, and Alice. I could not let that happen. The four of us listen to the flowing river until Alice's stomach rumbles, reminding us we should head back to the palace and head for dinner. Blake chuckles, taking his sister's hand in his and heading back first. I go to follow, but Albot pulls me back to his side, his lips finding mine.
"Blake linked everyone that we are mates. No one will bother us here by the river." He mumbles against my ear when the kiss ends, causing a blush to creep along my cheeks. His hands begin to explore my body, igniting a burning passion that crawls along my skin, setting me on fire and pooling in my lower abdomen that is begging for his touch. There is no words between us, just soft, passion-filled kisses that linger along one another's skin. Our hands help to undress each other until I find myself naked, our clothes protecting my from the cold ground while Albot is above me, settled between my spread legs. I can feel his desire for me, his lips finding the sweet spot in the crook of my neck while his fingers trail down my body, over the curve of my now sensitive breasts and down to the one place that I have wanted him to touch. With a gasp, I feel his fingers enter me, teasing me and enticing me into moving my hips. He groans, his lips claiming my own once more, tongue darting into my mouth to explore and taste me. My hands hold the man I love, with detailed tattoos along every inch of his skin, to my body as I ride his fingers. The fire inside me burns, the need for my true mate making me antsy to feel our bodies become one.
"Take me, please." I plead, pulling away just far enough to look into Albot's eyes and see the equalling burning passion in his deep brown eyes with love shining just as bright.
"Are you sure, darling?" He asks, his fingers slowing inside me, making me whimper.
"Yes. I've waited long enough, and so have you. Make me yours, Albot." With my consent, his fingers are pulled from deep inside me, another gasp forcing its way from my throat. Albot chuckles, bringing his three fingers still wet with my juices to his lips, sucking them clean.
"I can't wait to devour you every day." He groans, lowering his lips to mine where I taste myself on his tongue. My blush is a deep red by now, his erotic actions making me want more, want to be dominated just for a moment by my mate. I jolt slightly when I feel the tip of his cock against my wet lips, moaning when he slowly rubs himself against me.
"Please, just take me." I whimper, Albot chuckling while he kisses down to the crook of my neck. Without warning, he thrusts, his cock plunging into me hard and fast. The pain I feel from him claiming me, taking my virginity, bring tears to my eyes and I cling to Albot harder, my nails digging into his shoulder while my legs wrap around his waist.
"The hard part is over, darling, let me know when you are ready for me to move." He mumbles into my skin, kissing the spot he always favoured, the spot I know will soon sport his mark. The pain begins to ebb as I grow used to his size and I find myself wanting more, wanting the burning passion to build until I am consumed by Albot. With slow movements, I slowly grind my hips, moaning as I feel my walls press against my mate's cock.
"I guess you are ready." Albot groans, his hips moving in rhythm with my own. I gasp at the new sensation, my head tilting back and eyes closing. The pleasure and bliss I feel from our bodied moving as one with the sparks and flames of the mate bond fueling our instincts leaves me speechless, unable to form words and can only voice my pleasure with moans, whimpers and mewls of pleasure. I feel the pressure inside me build, feel the need of wanting to claim my mate taking over as my fangs extend. As if sensing this, Albot's hand finds the back of my head and directs my lips to the crook of his neck I always burry my face in, his fangs skimming my own and forcing a shiver of pleasure from me. I start to lick and kiss his skin, the salty taste of his sweat lingering on my tongue as his movements become erratic, his body pressing hard onto mine as Albot takes control of our mating. I find myself unable to move, only able to ride the wave of pleasure while finding the right spot to mark him, to claim him as mine until finally I feel my walls clenching, a feral growl releasing from deep within Albot who sinks his teeth into me. I gasp, my body feeling no pain but instead a spread of warmth from both the Marking and from deep inside me where he has buried his cock in my twitching walls. With instinct, my fangs sink into his flesh and the taste of his blood enters my mouth. I feel our bond strengthening, linking us together as one for all eternity. I feel complete, like nothing in this world will take me down with this man by my side. After a moment of silence, with nothing but our heavy breathing between us, I feel my fangs retract, his neck now sporting my mark for all to see. I smile, turning to see Albot looking at me with such overwhelming love and devotion. My energy spent, I close my eyes and fall asleep safe and secured in my mate's arms.