Guinevere's p.o.v
"Um... Demitri."
I say with caution as I stand. He looks at me with pleading in his eyes. His 'problem' must hurt like heck.
"Gwen I need you to mate me. It hurts, so much."
Demitri says as I slowly walk towards him. I'm dressed in a pair of black jeans and a blue tank top. Demitri is buck naked with a hard.
'Mate him. Just do it. You do have a Nike shirt in the closet so just do it.'
My wolf encourages me as I make my way towards him. His scent of arousal filled the air as I touched his chest. He groaned softly as I looked into his eyes.
"Ok."
I tell him and he picks me up. My legs wrap around his hips as he pushes me up against the wall. My long black hair flowed to the side as our lips worked against each others. His hands were on my butt; holding me up.
I let my hands get tangled in his hair as I gently pull on it. He groans softly as I pat his chest. He let's me drop to the ground. His eyes rake over my body as I remove my tee shirt.
Through the fabric I can see Demitri stroking his member. I feel the heat rise in my core as I throw my shirt across the room. I'm left standing in my jeans and dark blue lace bra.
Demitri walks over to me and kneels down. He kisses my stomach as he holds my hips in place. I moan softly as his thumbs gently caress my soft skin.
He stands up and pulls me into him. His lips are on mine as his hands reach behind my back. As his lips work against mine I feel my bra loosen. Demitri slides my bra off my body and it falls to the ground.
"My beautiful mate. Mine. All mine."
He says as he kneels down on his knees again. He kisses my stomach as he unbuttons my jeans.
Once they are unbuttoned he pulls them down my legs and I step out of them. He looks up at me and I nod.
He begins to kiss my inner thigh. I felt my legs begin to turn to jelly as his lips left trails of sparks. I moaned and bit my lip. Demitri smirked up at me as he stood up.
"Demitri."
I whimpered as he cupped my cheek.
"Yes darling?"
He asked me as I removed my dark blue lace underwear.
"Mate me."
I tell him as I drop the underwear. He picks me up and throws me on the bed. I gasp as he climbs between my legs. I wrap them around his waist as he grabs ahold of my hardened member. He aligns it with my entrance and shoves himself inside me.
I moan loudly as he kept thrusting in and out of me. His speed was hard and fast. Sparks flooded my being which only added to the plusure I was feeling.
The knot in my stomach grew as demitri leaned over me and kissed my neck. His kisses were soft and gentle while his thrusts were hard and merciless.
"DEMITRI!"
"GUINEVERE!"
We both moan out as both of us hit our climaxes. My walls tightened around him as his warm seed filled me.
He pulled out and dropped down next to me. He looked over at me and smiled.
"My queen."
"My king."
The end.
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Book 8: King Demitri
WerewolfDemitri has a long story. It's full of loss and gain, trust and betrayal, love and hate. You know not even half of his story. But what about the other half? His mate? Kids? Gwen was cast out of her pack as a rouge. She was strong, but not strong en...