Blood, bind and blood.

The wedding festivities had finally ended, the grand hall now quiet and empty, the music and laughter became faint. Alejandro and I walked hand in hand through the corridors of the palace, the weight of the day’s events still heavy on my mind. But as we approached the doors to our chambers, a different kind of tension began to build, one that had nothing to do with politics or power.

Alejandro pushed the door open, revealing a room with a soft glow of light. The air was warm, filled with the scent of roses and something deeper, more primal, his scent. It wrapped around me and it was intoxicating and comforting all at once. My heart raced as he closed the door behind us, the sound of the lock clicking into place sending a shiver down my spine.

He turned to me, his red eyes glowing in the dim light, and for a moment, we simply stood there, staring at each other. The intensity of his gaze was overwhelming, but there was a softness there too, a tenderness that made me weak.

“Yolanda,” he said, his voice with a low growl. “You were incredible today.”

I felt my cheeks flush, but I didn’t look away. “I couldn’t have done it without you,” I said, my voice barely audible. You were… terrifying. But also amazing. He chuckled, his sound deep and warm, and stepped closer, his hand reaching up to feel my face. I meant what I said, he murmured, his thumb brushing over my cheek, you are my queen. My mate. And I will do whatever it takes to protect you.

His words sent a wave of shock that felt kind of soothing and re-assuring, and then in that moment I thought about why I had always needed re¬-assurance but there was something else too, some kind of desperate desire that had been building since the moment we met. I could feel it in the way his eyes lingered on my lips, in the way his scent grew stronger, more compelling.

“Alejandro,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “I…”

Before I could finish, he leaned down, his lips on mine in a kiss that felt tender and possessive. It was unlike anything I had ever experienced, for the first time in my life everything I had hoped for was right in front of me and I was scared that I was going to fumble it, everything seemed like a lie but Alejandro’s grip on me wasn’t a delusion, it was definitely real, his touch igniting a fire within me that I didn’t know existed. My hands instinctively reached up to grip his shoulders, my body responding to the intensity of the moment.

He pulled away just enough to rest his forehead against mine, his breath against my skin. “You have no idea what you do to me,” he said, his voice rough with desire. “From the moment I saw you, I knew you were mine. And tonight, I’m going to show you exactly what that means, but before I could respond, he swept me into his arms, carrying me to the bed with a strength that left me breathless. He laid me down gently, his hands trailing over my body with a sense of admiration that made my heart ache.

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, his eyes on every inch of me. “Every part of you. Your strength, your courage, your heart. You’re everything I never knew I needed.” I felt tears prick at the corners of my eyes, but I blinked them away, my hands reaching up to touch his face. “Alejandro,” I whispered, my voice filled with emotion. “I… I never thought I could feel this way. I never thought I could be worthy of someone like you.”

His expression softened, and he leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to my forehead. “You are more than worthy,” he said, his voice firm but tender. “You are my mate. My queen. And tonight, I’m going to make sure you never doubt that again.”

His words were a promise, and as his lips found mine once more, I felt the truth of them in every touch, every kiss. His hand were firm and gentle, it triggered something in me that made me uncontrollable. I arched into him, my body responding to his in ways I didn’t know were possible.

He kissed me deeply, his tongue sliding against mine that made my head spin. His hands moved to the zipper of my dress, pulling it down slowly, his fingers brushing against my skin as he did. I shivered under his touch, my breath catching in my throat as the fabric fell away, leaving me exposed to him.

He pulled back, his eyes dark with desire as he looked at me. You’re perfect, he said, his voice rough. Every inch of you.

I felt a blush spread across my cheeks, but I didn’t look away. Instead, I reached for the buttons of his shirt, my fingers trembling as I undid them one by one. His chest was bare beneath, his muscles taut and defined, and I couldn’t resist running my hands over them, feeling the heat of his skin beneath my palms. He groaned softly, his hands moving to my hips as he pulled me closer. “Yolanda,” he murmured, his lips brushing against my ear. You’re driving me crazy.

I smiled, feeling a surge of confidence as I pushed his shirt off his shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. “Good,” I whispered, my voice teasing. “Because you’ve been driving me crazy since the moment I met you.” I was shocked, was this actually me or my wolf?

He chuckled, the sound deep and warm, and then his lips were on mine again, kissing me with a hunger that left me breathless. His hands moved over my body, feeling every curve, every inch of me, and I moaned softly, my fingers deep in his hair.

He kissed his way down my neck, I arched into him, my hands gripping his shoulders as he reached the sensitive spot where he had marked me. He nipped at it gently, and I gasped, my body trembling with need.

“Alejandro,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “Please…”

He pulled back and looked at me. “Tell me what you want,” he said, his voice rough. Tell me, and it’s yours. I felt a blush spread across my cheeks, but I didn’t look away. “I want you,” I said, my voice steady despite the way my heart was racing. All of you. He groaned softly, his hands moving to the waistband of his pants. He undid them quickly, pushing them down along with his boxers, and then he was naked before me, his body strong and powerful. I couldn’t help but stare, my breath catching in my throat at the sight of him.

He climbed onto the bed, his body covering mine as he kissed me deeply. I could feel the heat of him against me, the hard length of him pressing into my thigh, and I moaned softly, my hands moving over his back, feeling the muscles quiver beneath his skin. He kissed his way down my body, when he reached the apex of my thighs, he paused, “You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, I could spend hours worshiping you.

I quaked under his touch, my hands still deep in his hair as he leaned in, his tongue sliding against me in a way that made me cry out. My back arched off the bed, my body trembling with pleasure as he worked me with his mouth, his hands gripping my hips to hold me still.

Alejandro, I gasped, my voice trembling. I… I can’t…

He pulled back, his eyes dark with desire as he looked at me. Let go, he said, his voice rough. I’ve got you.

And then he was back, his tongue sliding against me in a way that made me see stars. I cried out, my hands gripping the sheets as pleasure washed over me, my body trembling with the force of it. He didn’t stop, not until I was shaking and gasping for air, my body was spent.

He kissed his way back up my body, as he settled between my thighs. “You’re mine,” he murmured, ALL MINE!

I nodded, my hands moving to his shoulders as I looked up at him. “Yours,” I whispered, my voice trembling. Always.

He kissed me deeply, his hands gripping my hips as he pushed into me slowly, giving me time to adjust to the feel of him. I gasped, my nails digging into his shoulders as he filled me, the stretch and burn making my head spin.

He groaned softly, his forehead resting against mine as he stilled, giving me a moment to catch my breath. “You feel so good and so perfect.”

I nodded, my hands moving over his back as I pulled him closer. “Move,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “Please…”

He didn’t need to be told twice. He pulled back slowly, then pushed into me again, his movements slow and deliberate. I moaned softly, my hands gripping his shoulders as he set a steady rhythm, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through me. He kissed me deeply, his hands gripping my hips to hold me still. I could feel the tension building inside me, my body trembling with need as he pushed me closer and closer to the edge.

“Alejandro,” I gasped, my voice trembling. “I… I’m close…”

He groaned softly, his movements becoming more erratic as he chased his own release. “Let go,” he growled, “I’ve got you.”

And then I was falling, my body trembling with pleasure as I cried out, my nails digging into his shoulders. He followed me over the edge, his body shuddering as he spilled himself inside me, his lips brushing against mine as he groaned my name.

We laid there for a moment, our bodies tangled together as we caught our breath.

“You’re mine,” his voice with emotion. “All mine.”

I nodded, my hands moving to his face as I looked up at him. “Yours.”