Romans & histoires Kiss Me My Fated Alpha

“I don't have much of a choice. If they will agree to this treaty then I have to do this for them.” My lips parted but I couldn't find the words to say. I pressed my lips shut, slowly and weighed my next words carefully. Then I tried again. “Zephyr look at me.” He didn't. “Look at me, Zephyr.” He looked. I propped myself up, on my tiptoes and I kissed him. It was a short, little kiss then I whispered. “You are the alpha. You serve the people. You don't serve them. Don't forget that.”

he even opened his mouth to reply, 'Desire for my luscious sexy little mate, who is already in my bed.' His breath was hot on her neck and then he licked across the mate mark he had given her all those months ago, it was like an electric shock to her system. Her whole body came alive to him and he pushed her gently back onto the pillows licking, sucking and nipping his way down the valley between her breasts. The flimsy tank top and tiny shorts were no barrier to this dominant Alpha who knew exactly what he was doing, Kelly had spelt it out to him last night,

“I want her taken. Quietly. No blood spilled in the packlands. No witnesses.” The tall one tilted his head. “Taken where?” I smiled. “Far.” Silence stretched. The fire cracked. One of them shifted, uneasy. “Kidnapping an Alpha’s mate is a death sentence.” “She is not their mate,” I snapped, the edge slipping into my voice before I could stop it. I inhaled, steadying myself. “Not truly. The bond is flawed. Twisted. I intend to correct it.” “And after she’s taken?” the woman asked. “What then?”

'I love you so much my Alpha, my fated. 'I love you even more my love, my fated, my Queen.' The next day we had visitor after visitor of everyone coming to meet our newest addition. Alpha Micheal was the first to come, he couldn't wait to meet his newest grandson. "He is perfect, looks like your grandfather Lucas" he says while looking down at him, his eyes filled with love. Austen came with Damon and the girls, they were so excited to meet him as they kept asking when he was going to be able to play making us all laugh.

He broke the kiss with a smile, “you are the most seductive female I’ve ever met.” I straddled his hips and fluttered my lashes, “you haven’t seen anything yet Alpha, that was just an appetizer.” I pushed his torso down onto the mattress as I crawled over him. I kissed his lips quickly, “now Alpha, you can return the favor,” I winked. My knees hit the mattress at the sides of his head as I hovered my soaking pussy above his mouth, “take all you want, but eat all you take.” His hands ran over the back of my thighs as he pulled my pussy down into his waiting mouth. My body arched as my starving Alpha devoured me fully and I found myself grinding my pussy into his face.

He romantically kissed the back of my hand and then looked back at me, saying, "You've just made me the happiest man in the world." I blushed a bright red. That was precisely what I aimed to do – make him feel deeply loved and appreciated. He drew closer, and our lips met in a passionate kiss. I reciprocated eagerly; it was an intensely passionate moment. Within moments, we found ourselves on the floor, this time with me on top. I might not have been an alpha woman, but I was determined to take charge and please him, just as he had done for me earlier. I bent down, becoming immersed in the intimate moment between us. He groaned with pleasure as I took him into my mouth, gently stroking him.

I just breathed. And as the day slipped behind the clouds, painting the room in golden grief, I heard the hallway grow quiet. Steps outside the door. The sound of familiar heavy footsteps approaching. A voice beyond the threshold. Deep and commanding as always. I knew It was him. Alpha Ryker had returned. And this time… He came to make me his wife. Was I bonded to him forever?

I didn't have to wait long. "You really made a mess of things, little witch." I looked up. Standing by the iron gate was Alpha Clinton. He looked older, his hair greying at the temples, a smug, predatory light in his eyes that I remembered all too well from my childhood. I hadn't seen him since the night everything burned. "What do you want, Clinton?" I asked, my voice cracking. "To save your life," he said, stepping into the dim light. "You’re a witch in wolf territory. You’re already dead; you just don't know it yet. The pack won't keep you. They’ll string you up by sunrise."

Adrian looked down at me. I couldn’t control my emotions anymore. I felt my breaths huff out of me with steam. “Adrian.” I was going to explode. I couldn’t hold anything in any longer. The idea of him with another woman was painful…but Tessa? I couldn’t handle it. Suddenly Adrian took both of my wrists in his hands. He was smiling, almost laughing. He was enjoying this. He brought my face close to his. “I am your Alpha. You are to address me as such.” He said coldly.

“Do you even know who you are dealing with? No one dares him.” ‎ ‎A smirk tugged at my lips. “I think Alpha Mich is far better than you.” I tried to walk away, but he stepped into my path, blocking me. ‎ ‎“What do you want, Kael?” I asked firmly. ‎ ‎His reply came swiftly, heavy with desperation. “I want you. All of you. Forget about your sister. I only chose her because we were fated. You are the one I truly love.” ‎ ‎The audacity of his words burned me. My hand flew across his cheek in a stinging slap, and before he could recover, I struck him again. His head jerked back, but he didn’t stop staring at me with pleading eyes.