The Heat

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"Fuck, that's good..." he grumbled, taking his time with pulling out and pushing back in just to feel me completely.

I was whimpering underneath him, begging for him to go faster.

His lips met mine in a passionate and needy kiss. My hand raised up to tangle in his hair, tugging gently.

"Fuck me, Alpha... just- please, fuck me," I whined, moaning when he did just that.

A low and animalistic growl rumbled up from his chest before he slammed his hips against mine.

The first thrust was a little rougher than the rest, and I had even cried out, until they turned into moans at his steady and beautiful pace.

He was hitting exactly where I needed him to, so deep it had my head spinning.

"You should see yourself right now.. so fucking beautiful," he had pulled back from our kiss to grab my chin between his fingers, angling me to look up at him gently.

His voice was low and strained, focusing on thrusting inside me at a slightly fast tempo.

"I could cum just looking at you," he murmured, then leaning down to my neck.

I moaned, hands trailing behind his back and nails dragging along his skin.

My heat was still going on strong but every single thrust of his dick inside me felt like a cool wave of relief, as well as absolute and complete pleasure.

"This-" I choked out, tears surely brimming my eyes as I was unable to properly function during this mind blowing sex while I was in heat.

"This is so good".

"I know, baby," his lips were now on my mark, causing me to cry out in pleasure while one of his hands lifted up my leg to hook behind him.

It was weird how the mark was like a stronger version of a clitoris on your neck, but only to your mate and definitely not physically the same appearance. It was just a bite mark.

If it was someone else kissing the mark, it would hurt like hell.

When he brought his hand down to my navel, and began thumbing my clit, I completely lost it.

I became a quivering, moaning and crying mess before my orgasm hit me.

My back arched, feeling the best I'd ever felt when pure relief and pleasure flushed over me.

This was raw and passionate, and when he groaned and bit my mark again, hitting his orgasm, it prolonged mine and I screamed at the pain and pleasure of him biting the mark.

"Yes, yes, yes," I was whispering, voice completely gone, "get me pregnant..." I wasn't even aware I had said this, it was most definitely my wolf.

Damian didn't reply, and instead slowed down his thrusts to ride out both our highs.

He then lifted his head up from my neck, dark eyes finding mine while we both calmed down our accelerated breathings.

He gently wiped a tear away from my cheek with his thumb before his lips met mine in a much more gentle kiss.

He hand moved to cup my jaw, the kiss telling me so many things that he was maybe not ready to say to me yet. He was baring out all his pain and pleasure to me, all his mistakes and accomplishments, in that one kiss.

I was still so lost in him and him slowly softening up inside me, unable to do anything else but to listen to him through that kiss and promise to care for him and accept him even with everything.

"You know, for the next few days we'll be like rabbits. Fucking and fucking and fucking..." I could feel the grin forming onto his lips against mind.

I sighed, pushing him up, "you had to ruin the moment?"

He grinned properly down at me, slowly and carefully pulling himself out of me while I felt like I couldn't keep my eyes open.

"I haven't ruined the moment, baby," he leaned in to peck my lips once more, "I'll go run you a bath, try not to get too comfortable..."

I had tugged up the duvet to cover up my body while he threw the soiled condom away.

Before I could even hear what he next said to me, I had drifted off into deep sleep.

I had thought this was it; that my heat was now over, but I couldn't have been more wrong.