Lucian tugged and licked my breast while my body throbbed. He didn't leave the other nipple wanting, he quickly slid it in his mouth while gently plucking and twisting the other.
"Look at me." His voice was husky with passion.
I moved my eyes to his. His hand slipped down, between my lips, and began to rub my clit. The feeling itself was torturous, but as he circled and stroked my clit, my body imploded, every cell collapsing in on itself in pleasure. My body shook as he continued to stroke, I found myself falling again. I was screaming, which I was sure could be heard outside, but I didn't care.
Finally, his strokes slowed, and he let me come down. I panted in his arms, spent and sated.
"Are you ready?" He whispered.
I nodded. Without waiting, he entered me in one stroke. I gasped, clutching his shoulders. He rode me hard. The short strokes were driving me to distraction, and I didn't notice I had grown claws. The fabric tore beneath me as I gripped the sofa for balance.
" You are so ready and tight, love," he purred, pulling out and flipping me onto my back.
My wolf was salivating in my mind. I rolled off the sofa and onto the soft rug on the floor. My claws would do less damage down here, and I knew I would see them again soon. Lucian lunged after me and we struggled for a moment in foreplay. My wolf took over, and I shifted, Lucian followed suit. We tussled, each seeking to subdue the other, but it was a draw. My wolf wanted to run out, she wanted to play chase. So, I bolted from under him. But Lucian had me pinned to the wall before I made it. My chest was crushed against the wall. He held my claws immobile on either side of me. I struggled, still wanting to get out, but Lucian brought his jaws down around the scruff of my neck.
'No, mate,' he ordered, 'you will submit, and let me have my way.'
I agreed with him but still fought back on the principal. His control always turned my wolf into a quivering pile, today was no different. I melted against the wall and pressed my buttocks into his straining erection. My wolf wanted Lucian, but she wanted him in the woods. I felt her sink back into my mind, opting to let the humans play if we were going to be indoors. Lucian turned me and held my hands immobile above my head.
"Wrap your legs around my waist," he demanded.
I did as he asked, and he slipped into me with a push. Once he released my hands, I wrapped my arms around him and held on. His big hands went down to grasp my buttocks, practically pounding me into the wall.
Leaning over me, he put his teeth over his mark. The stimulation made my body twitch and I moaned. When he ground his teeth there, I could feel him stimulating me everywhere.
My body clenched around Lucian and I screamed my release. He followed quickly, letting loose a feral roar of triumph. We walked back to the sofa and collapsed on it. I snuggled into his arms for some time, kissing and touching each other in the afterglow.
"I would love to spend the day with you, like this," I lamented and got up, pulling up my clothes and started dressing up.
"However, there's a hell of a lot of work to do. Will you let me know what you and the council have been up to ?"
"I don't wish to be separated from you today, I have another council meeting in an hour. Join me."
He said, pulling on his jeans.
"Really ?" I grinned. Just the prospect of being with Lucian for the whole day sent my wolf into a tizzy.
"But I won't be of any assistance. I don't have much to contribute."
"You are my mate. I want you to come with me today," he replied, crossing his arms.
"We're going to make everyone jealous all day smelling like we do, you know that, right?" I asked playfully.
He relaxed his stance and smiled.
"Wait! Will my brother be there?" I asked suddenly.
He started laughing, "yes, and so will my brother-in-law."
"Darn it! I better take a shower." I sighed.
"There is no need, you smell wonderful." He chuckled.
"I smell of sex! I am not going to the meeting like this, I am going home to take a shower and look more presentable."
I tied my hair in a messy bun and was about to open the door when a piercing scream tore through the hall.
"Olivia!" I said, recognizing her voice.
Lucian looked alarmed, and we dashed through the corridors towards the source of noise, the main living area, it was something of a hang-out zone where young and unmated often loitered and relaxed. I couldn't imagine what was Olivia doing here. I had left her safe and secure at home.
The living area was getting crowded with curious onlookers. They scurried around, giving us the way as the Alphas approached.
Olivia was cowering into one of the plush chaises and sobbing. Right there, standing close to her, was Zaiden.
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