Alpha's Human Mate

Sexy Time

⚠️ WARNING ⚠️

SEX SCENE UP AHEAD!

DON'T READ IT IF YOU HAVE HIGH EXPECTATIONS OF THE SEX SCENE

I WROTE AN IMMATURE SEX SCENE
(Kinda sucks and not a pro at this sex scene)

(I see, I see, my readers are curious cat aren't you)

If so then let's start

Gulf chuckled, nuzzling his nose against Mew's neck, lost in the intoxicating closeness that made him breathe deeper, savouring every moment as he marked Mew with bites and hickeys. Running his fingers through Mew's hair, Gulf let out a soft, contented hum, intoxicated by the rich, masculine scent that enveloped him.

As they entered their sanctuary, Mew's heart raced; he expertly kicked the door shut with his legs, tension rippling through him when Gulf's fingers traced down the nape of his neck.

"Bii," Mew murmured, his voice a low and seductive challenge, drenched with desire, "if you keep doing that, I don't think I can stop myself from harassing you."

With a glint of mischief in his eyes, Gulf parted his lips, his tongue slipping out to tantalisingly lick them, locking eyes with Mew in a silent dare.

Mew growled, heat pooling in his belly as he felt the undeniable evidence of his desire painfully restrained within his jeans, every movement from his mate setting his body ablaze.

Gulf, emboldened by the fire in Mew's gaze, slid a daring hand down to cup Mew's hardening erection, eliciting a sharp intake of breath before Mew instinctively pulled back, the burning desire mirrored in his eyes.

"Gulf," Mew rasped, his voice like molten honey mixed with gravel.

With that, Gulf closed the gap, capturing Mew's lips in a kiss that ignited a wildfire between them. Mew's hands swiftly found their way to Gulf's backside, squeezing with a possessive urgency as he devoured Gulf's lips, his tongue dancing wildly, tasting every inch of his mate.

In a moment of playful dominance, Mew bit down gently on Gulf's upper lip, a teasing nudge that sent shivers down Gulf's spine. As Mew's lips trailed down his jawline, leaving a heated path of bites and kisses, Gulf felt like he was soaring through the clouds, lost in a euphoric haze.

But the thrill became unbearable when Mew's fingers found their way to Gulf's wet entrance. With each teasing thrust of Mew's middle finger, Gulf quivered, his body a taut string ready to snap, while Mew's other hand worked expertly, coaxing his arousal with a tantalising rhythm.

The pleasure was exquisite yet maddeningly insufficient, leaving Gulf craving more. Mew pulled back slightly, their eyes locking as he withdrew his other hand, the teasing leaving Gulf hot and bothered.

Mew's gaze was fierce yet tender as he took his time, his fingers moving with tantalising slowness, the rhythm building as Gulf's body writhed in anticipation.

Then, with a sudden, exhilarating motion, Mew pushed his fingers knuckle-deep, sending shockwaves of bliss coursing through Gulf.

"Fuck," Gulf groaned, arching his back, surrendering to the storm of sensations as Mew's lips glided from his neck to his shoulder, kissing and sucking, relentless in their pursuit of pleasure.

Each thrust quickened, and the rapid pace caused Gulf to cry out, riding the waves of ecstasy as he spiralled closer to release. Mew's own erection throbbed painfully, neglected yet unfocused as he devoted himself to Gulf's pleasure.

Mew, consumed by passion, gently turned Gulf, laying him against the silk sheets, arms wrapped tight from behind.

"Oh, Mew!" Gulf gasped as Mew's fingers plunged deep, electricity sparking through his body as Mew thrust inside without warning, filling him completely.

Mew stifled a groan, his teeth finding Gulf's neck as he savoured the taste of his mate, each thrust against Gulf's lower back driving them both to the edge of madness.

"Oh, Gulf. Sweet mother of my children. Why are you so utterly devilish?" Mew's voice was a low growl, dripping with lust, right next to Gulf's ear.

A powerful moan erupted from Gulf, his body responding to the rhythmic harmony of Mew's fingers, blissfully stretching him until Mew finally added a fourth.

"Fuck, Mew," Gulf moaned, surrendering to the delicious torment, every pulse of pleasure igniting the fire spilling from his heart to his very core.

Gulf yelped in surprise as Tharn came to play, increasing his speed in and out of Gulf, humping him from behind with fervour.

"I will fuck you, my mate, hard and all night long," Tharn whispered tantalisingly into Gulf's ear, sending shivers coursing through Gulf's body. He succumbed, cumming onto Tharn's hand in a wave of ecstasy. Tharn leisurely slipped his finger out of Gulf, turning him around to meet his smouldering black eyes, filled with desire as Gulf tried to collect himself. But before he could catch his breath, Tharn eagerly spread Gulf's legs apart, and with deliberate slowness, he pushed inside, eliciting a silent scream of pleasure as Gulf's lips parted in a gasp.

Gulf was assaulted by an erratic rhythm as Tharn alternated between languid thrusts and sudden bursts of passion. Gulf's breath hitched when he felt the familiar head of Tharn's cock press against his prostate, igniting a fire within him. "Oh, God. Oh, God. Tharn! Fuck! Why the hell is your dick getting bigger?" Gulf groaned, feeling impossibly stretched and achingly full.

Tharn chuckled darkly at Gulf, sliding halfway in and then teasingly out, driving Gulf wild with need. He then plunged back inside, pulling out to the tip before slamming back in, each thrust sending shockwaves of desire coursing through both of them. Tharn couldn't restrain a groan of delight as Gulf tightened around him, a vice grip that made him dizzy with lust. He trapped Gulf with a leg, forcing him to stay in his embrace.

As Tharn drove in and out, his rhythm grew unpredictable, and Gulf could sense his mate nearing his own release. "Urghhh, fuck! I'm going to cum! Bii, I'm going to cu—ah!" Tharn's body hovered possessively over Gulf as he bit down hard on his neck, marking him even as his hot seed poured endlessly inside Gulf's body.

Gulf quivered violently, consumed by the ferocity of pleasure from both the bite and Tharn's ceaseless climax. It felt like an eternity as Tharn continued to pump his warmth into him, each pulse igniting Gulf's senses further. With all the effort of a well-trained negotiator, Gulf finally relented and excitedly stumbled toward the bathroom, allowing Tharn to guide him in a daze of bliss.

Both Mew and Gulf took a hot, steamy shower, the air thick with longing as they playfully teased each other beneath the cascading water. Once they emerged, dripping and breathless, they changed into their softest sleeping pyjamas, but their desires hadn't yet dimmed; no, they were still glowing like embers in the night.

Beneath the bright full moon, their primal needs surged, and they took to every flat surface as if they were two frisky bunnies in heat, ravishing one another until every craving was appeased.

As Gulf drifted into his dreamland, he caught the gentle whisper of Mew saying, "I love you, my mate," laced with tenderness, while Mew kissed and caressed his forehead. Gulf couldn't help but smile, drawing Mew closer and snuggling tightly before slipping into a peaceful slumber.