Alpha's Power

Alpha's Power

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She strolls closer to me in that little black dress. Her scent fills the air and it's all I can smell, it overpowers my senses as my eyes turn into a deep shade of brown. My wolf begs me to touch her. "Mate" My wolf Axel humms in between scratches trying to get out. I come back to reality quickly, shake my head and stare at her. She has a smirk on her face that spells trouble with every letter. No way, I don't have the time for this, I don't need a mate, I'm way too busy. All those thoughts trail away as I feel sparks on my hand, I look down and see her delicate hand slightly brushing against mine. A light starts emanating from our touch, a bright blue light. I look back and forth between her hand and the aura around us, until I settle on her eyes. "Mate" She whispers through a smirk. ----------------------- Alexander Blane is the Alpha of The Dark Moon Pack, he's been giving his all to take care of his pack, even if it means putting in jeopardy his personal life. He thinks of himself as a person with too many responsibilities to be able to enjoy the pleasures of a life with a mate. However, it all changes when he finally meets her, but it doesn't mean it'll be easy, after all this is a Dance for Power. *Warning: Contains some strong language and mature scenes*
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"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 near. "Why can't someone else have me. To marry. To fuck. To have a dozen babies with. If you've decided you don't want me. Why does it matter what happens to me?" She bit her lower lip slightly as she stared into his eyes. Silas was about to say something, he really believed that he was, but instead he brought his mouth crashing down against her plump, willing red lips, his tongue desperately seeking entrance to her mouth, while one hand tangled in her thick, dark hair and the other gripped her waist tightly. Giving Dahlia up, even for some imagined good, was entirely hopeless. He had spent a week pretending like he didn't need her and now that the illusion was gone and he knew he couldn't wait another moment to have her. "Dahlia, I want to fuck you right here. I need to feel every inch of you and I can't wait another moment." The warm hum of his skin against hers, which felt like pure electricity on his end, was heightened ten fold as they both gave in entirely to the bond. She lay back on her cloak, her legs parting, as she pulled him down on top of her, still fully clothed. She could feel his huge cock through his breeches and she remembered how enormous and thick it had been when she'd caught a glimpse of it before he had shifted into his wolf that night. Just the thought of him pushing his way inside her tight, virgin pussy made her throb with desire. ------ ⚠️THIS STORY HAS EXPLICIT SCENES AND MATURE CONTENT. IT IS NOT ADVISED FOR THOSE YOUNGER THAN 18⚠️

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