Silas awoke with her hot lips pressed against his neck as she began to trail kisses over the spot that she would mark, if she were a wolf too. A shiver of pleasure ran through his body. Even unmarked the spot was extremely sensitive. He felt her kisses grow more urgent as her fingers trailed over his chest, tugging the sheet that covered them to the side as she shifted so that she was straddling him, her dark hair a gloriously messy halo around her head as he finally opened his eyes. .
He felt his hard cock strain against her wet slit and he let out a low moan as she raised herself up, and then slowly lowered herself down, guiding him so that he slid easily inside of her. She felt so tight and wet around him and his hands rose up, encircling her waist, as she began to ride him.
"Fuck Kitten. What a way to wake up." He breathed out the words as he stared up at her perfect breasts, entranced by the way they bounced up and down as she moved.
And she continued to rid him faster and faster until waves of pleasure broke over her, and she had fallen forward against his chest, the hard waves of her own orgasm bringing him to the brink of his own pleasure as he dug his fingers into her hips and buried himself deep inside of her, his mouth finding her neck and pressing against the spot that he had marked before they collapsed back against his soft white pillows.
"You haven't even been here for twenty-four hours yet and I think you're trying to wear me out." He groaned as she lay next to him, her strong arms encircling her slight figure as he held her against his chest.
"Don't you have superhuman strength?" she asked with a giggle, rolling onto her stomach and gazing up at him with her large, round eyes. He felt himself begin to grow hard again and tore his gaze from her stunning face, looking up at the ceiling and trying not to think of how good she had felt when she'd been on top of him a few minutes earlier.
She was right, as a werewolf, and especially an Alpha, he did have incredible stamina. But the day ahead of them, well more specifically his day, needed to be filled with unraveling the mystery of whatever it was that was going on in his forest now that he'd had two groups of intruders coming towards the village, very likely to try to rescue his little mate.
"Something like that," he murmured the words as he began to trace designs on her back, his mind drifting towards the to do list that was forming in his head. It was going to be so difficult to tear himself from her warm, willing embrace. And he couldn't go far from her. Not when her heat was so unreliable. He'd never heard of another human who had gone into heat, and he couldn't be sure if her need for him would be consistent. And he most definitely did not want a repeat of yesterday.
"Oliver," he spoke over the mind link, knowing his Beta would already be awake.
"Alpha." The response was instant.
"Is there any news this morning?" He wasn't sure if he was hoping that there would be news or that there wouldn't. Finally he settled on hoping that there hadn't been more blood shed, at least on their side of things.
"All the reports I've got back say that it was a quiet night."
"Good." Silas made the decision in an instant. "I'm taking Dahlia to speak with her grandmother. I believe she has information that is valuable to us in regard to what is going on with our pack."
"Will you two be going alone?" Oliver's voice sounded hesitant as he asked the question, even in Silas' mind.
"Yes. I can protect my own mate inside my own woods."
"Yes Alpha." The response came back immediately.
"Just keep running double patrols around the village and alert me if anything out of the ordinary happens while I'm gone."
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Little Red's Riding
Fantasy"Why, Alpha?" he had sat down right next to her when he arrived, and now she leaned closer to him so that their lips were only inches apart. He could smell the sweet scent of strawberries and cream that drove him out of his mind whenever she was nea...
