~Alexander~~
As the guitar slowly settled into his lap, he looked up, startled.
That's really nice. Did you play that? I asked.
"Yes." He replied, looking slightly bewildered. It was new to me. He sang so beautifully.
I didn't speak. I focused my eyes on the decorated bed. Flowers were all over the floor, and he placed a box of chocolate on the bed next to a turned-over bottle of something. I then turned to Blake, who must have noticed the confused look on my face. He sighed in defeat.
"I tried." He murmured,
I did. Try to be romantic.
Did you do all of this yourself? I asked.
It tinted his cheeks a slightly pink tint as he nodded timidly.
You have always been the spontaneous one and I have always been the surprise chick. So I did a bit of adjusting to the new situation, and well, he chuckled, and it was damn sexy.
To say it shocked me would be an understatement.
Then I smirked and got closer, sitting down in front of him, and he rolled his eyes at me.
Anyway, "This was very sweet, but why did you think you had to 'WOO' me?" I frowned,
It's just that I wanted you to know that I cared enough to set up some unrealistic, complicated romantic date for you. He stared before rolling his eyes.
There is no need for you to do all that. I love you regardless of what you do. "Do you want to make love?". I chuckled.
No, he blinked.
No? I raised an eyebrow
As he coughed, he puffed out his chest, saying, "I don't want to make love. I want to mate."
Still, the same points are being made. I pouted in my frustration.
No, we are not. How long has it been since we've been together? He rolled his eyes.
Three months, three weeks, four days, eight hours, and five seconds. I looked down at my watch. I looked up. Six seconds, seven seconds. He thumped me in the middle of my forehead.
You are ruining the moment; he growled.
Sorry, I chuckled and kissed him. I'm here to rock your world, baby.
Yeah, yeah, he mumbled.
As soon as he retrieved the bottle from the bed, he poured the contents into a glass cup and handed one to me. It was my favorite wine when I tasted it. So thoughtful of him.
"I miss you," He whispered.
"I miss you more love" I leaned in to kiss him.
He pulled back and looked at me. Can I ask you a question?
Anything, I mumble.
Why haven't I been marked, please?? The red wine made me choke. After coughing hard, I swallowed. I have been so busy with work, my love, and I wanted this to be a special occasion. I lied
You are hiding something from me. What is it? He frowned.
This conversation is something I dread having to have. I have been avoiding it for months now. In my mind, I recalled Maya's premonition that if I marked him, he could know every thought. Since I didn't know what to say, I smiled at him as I pondered what to say.
"We haven't yet completed our mating, why are you holding back?" He stripped and shifted to his wolf form.
His wolf is gleaming in purple and gold, and he looks absolutely stunning. There is a purple light emanating from his fur. He looks perfect. My mate is perfect. The moment I shifted into my wolf form, I was filled with beauty and wonder.
As he retracted his fangs, he dug his nails into my back. In a flurry of pain and pleasure, I hissed.
Suddenly he growled, "I am requesting your knot, I need it, and I want it.".
He settled himself beneath me. Wrapped his arms around my shoulders and legs around my hips. The action made our cocks rub against each other and it turned me on.
I growled and tossed him around. His back was flushed against my chest. I put a firm hand on his lower back, bending him forward over the bed, hands on the bed, ass in the air. My knees knocked his legs further apart. I stood naked, staring at how beautiful Blake's body was.
I lowered myself, then separated his cheeks and licked his rim. I pressed the tip of my throbbing erection against his entrance, rubbing it up and down.
" I don't have the patience to prepare you"
" Fuck me," he groaned.
I eased inside him slowly, inch by torturous inch, my hand leaving his back to grip him around the waist. Then I held him still until I was fully fitted inside. My wolf is more in control.
My wolf demanded submission. And Blake was too lost. Too horny. His submission made me tremble. Our bodies fit together like they were two puzzle pieces meant to be joined. He moaned as he pulled me down for a kiss and whispered, " So full"
"Fuck…" The word was a long, drawn-out plea hanging in the air between us as I thrust forward, pumping into him slowly, deeper and harder.
"Harder," he moaned
"almost there," I panted.
My breathing had become labored, eyes nearly rolling into the back of my head as heat surrounded me. This made me shudder and press harder on Blake. As my hand simmered down, I grabbed his cock, squeezed it, and rubbed it. I gazed down at him, a rim of red fire licking his irises, eyes glowing a deep crimson as his lips curled back, revealing his fangs as they lengthened. The smell of Blake was intoxicating, almost overwhelming as he slowly lowered his head, bright, blinding purple eyes boring into my red ones. He also had heavy breathing mixing with mine as the two of us shook with need and passion. Swirling through the air, we felt a sort of feral, wild magic- there was no other word for it.
"Mine." He growled.
I sank my fangs into him, where his neck met his shoulder, marking him with a dark bruise of ownership-owning him forever. I thrust home, deep and hard. Blake's body exploded, and he shattered in an orgasm. Never in my life had I felt something so powerful. I howled with the feeling of completion; I emptied myself inside of him, filling him with heat as my primitive, the almost feral cry of claiming echoed through the room.
He hummed happily as he pulled me to the floor with him, burying his face in the damp skin of my neck, nibbling teasingly. He smelled like home; I still hadn't had enough of him and his scent mingled with mine was driving me wild with longing.
"Mine..." His voice laced with his wolfish roar as he ground against me, making me arch my back and moan out. I bared my neck for him and he kissed and lick at it until he found a place that had me moaning even more. He brushed his canines against it to show he was about to bite me. He sank his fangs into my neck. Another wave of heat hit me and I moaned softly. His hands rested on my hips as he readjusted us. He was sitting on my lap. He leaned in and kissed my bruised neck. The sensation of heat running through me made it feel like heaven, he was bouncing on me, fucking me hard while he bit my neck again, making me knot inside him one more time, the sensation made him cum all over my stomach and chest as he kissed me.
"Bangs on the door" made me come back to my senses and shifted back to my human form. I cursed myself internally. As I put on a jogger and rushed down to get to the door.