Her choker shocked me like a lightening bolt. It was the only reasonable explanation I had when the electric current went threw my top lip that was resting on its leather band. I knew it the moment my canines extended in the mist of marking her, if I hadn't been shocked then I would have bitten her. I was so consummed in lust my canines would have been in that pretty little neck of hers and I was scared to find out what would have happened.
I was more astonished by how it had even happen. I didn't realize what I was doing, not even feeling my canines extend as my wolf was breaking threw having a need to mark her. It had only started as wanting to press my lips against that soft neck of hers, wanting to feel her pulse under them as I kissed it excited by the fact the moment my lips touched her skin her heart accelerated hearing her breathing become short wanting to see how much I could bring pleasure to her just by simple kissing her.
It was a stupid thought but I had wanted to feel her melt in my arms, hear her soft moan that was music to my ears, and then electrocuted right when I was about to loose control. I was lucky, wondering if the moon goddess was looking over me or maybe playing a trick never having had a marked human. But I had to remind myself that I could not do that. Marking a human has never been done or ever heard of not knowing what could happen. We heal quickly so marking never was a cause to worry about bleeding to death before the wound healed leaving apart of your mates personality design into the mark as if it was a birth mark being in the different shades of red from the blood.
With her though she would probable bleed to death by how far my canines would have gone into her fragile muscles. I need to be more careful and keep myself in control a lot better. I didn't even realize that my instinct to mark her would come into play never think that would be brought out. Yes I wanted to show others she was mine but marking was completely different. It lines the two wolf's souls together amplifying there emotions and senses, even hearing that it heightens the pleasure of sex.
But again, that was not something I would ever know. I was fine by that anyways seeing as if it were to happen I don't know if I would ever leave my bedroom again if it was like that seeing as only making out with Sirenna was already pleasurable in itself. Her lips were like a drug that I had become addicted to. Her skin against mine was even more erotic as I had felt her hard nipples pressed against my chest wanting so bad to grasp them. Play with them rolling her pink nipples in my finger tips. But that ass of hers was perfect in my hands fitting desirable in the palm of them.
She was going to be a handful for sure with that wicked tongue of hers that skillfully teased and tasted mine for dominance of the kiss. She had so much passion that fired mine unable to help myself to pull her closer. Her silky chocolate strands in my fingers with the smell of the green forest mingling with the first of spring enveloping my senses. She was everything I could ever desire with an added bonus of a mind. She was intelligent and feisty able to handle herself I could see with my pack holding her own against them. She had everyone's respect in one night being adored by the many with her playful smile.
Again when we walked in hand and hand everyone had questions even more so on who she was. I was going to have to tell them soon that she was not one of us and hope they would except her being as I made it obvious of my intentions tonight to be with her. She had made large strides with my pack but it would all come down to when I actually told her what I really was and the people around her. I wasn't sure how she would take it yet but I hoped it would be one day soon. It was gratifying to hold her in this form then in my wolf's now able to talk and touch her soft skin with my own.
When we got back I had a feeling the girls would swarm her wanting to hear details as I came up seeing her blushing and having kept closed lipped about it. It was adorable but satisfying that she didn't say anything seeming to want to be just between us. I was fine with that wanting to keep those details to ourselves making them feel more special. But then I felt sadness creep into my heart while I was talking to Marcus to see the girls huddled in a corner with Sirenna crying.
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Forever My Alpha
WerewolfThis story is not about rejection or my pack beause I would have had to know about werewolves before I fell in love with one. With a family cabin alone in the woods, a black winged wolf as company from the loneliness, and life's struggles to get th...