Book 1 of Alpha Wolf: Mate Mine
Chapter 74 ~ Yours

Mature content below (+18 recommended)

It began with a simple kiss. Slow and sweet. Light as a feather of a magical creature.

It began with an innocent touch. Velvety and gentle. Delicate as an angel’s caress.

Skin and senses were ignited little by little.

Their kiss deepened as electricity passed through their bodies. Their tongues danced with each other in the swing of love.

Slowly, Mirko threaded his finger through that cascade of golden silk and forced her to expose her neck further. His lips skimmed down her chin and sucked on her mark spot. All over again.

The Goddess, all the angels and demons believed that Black Alpha would rush, that he would simply devour his mate in one bite. Especially since the werewolf had never stayed that long without indulging in carnal pleasures.

All of them were bitterly wrong.

In fact, Mirko was exploring Elena as a patient traveller, not missing a single inch of that tantalizing skin, leaving behind a constellation of kisses, bites, and hickeys. She was slowly submerged in that masculine scent. Lost in the mark of the Alpha Wolf.

As Mirko continued the ‘expedition’, he lingered on her chest, taking all his time to savour those two feminine beauties. Hungry lips chose one breast and began to lick, kiss and gently bite while one large hand fondled the other.

Growing restless with need, Elena arched her back while her arms encircled his neck, wrapping her legs around his torso, causing more friction. Mirko growled in approval and his hold on her intensified.

As the sweet assault of her breasts continued, with her erected nipples being the centre of his kisses, a hand began to wander southward, disappearing between her legs.

Never been touched down there, she gasped in surprise clutching her legs around the invasion.

Ignoring her, his large calloused hand cupped her core. Elena felt a rush of foreign pleasure cross her, barely realised his cursing and uneven breaths. Lost in the mists of lust, she grasped his hair and tugged on it.

Harshly.

Mirko growled and lifted his head which was still buried in her soft chest. His eyes blazed as he watched her.

A mixture of a moan and a whimper left her lips as a thick finger plunged into her secret hole.

But Mirko swallowed all her moans and stole her breath with a kiss that curled souls. His tongue thrusting in the same way he wanted to do somewhere else.

“So wet” He hissed like a cat as he traced her lower lips and then found the tiny knot of nerves that would make her crazy.

The scene was magical: a devil who loved an angel. A celestial creature who let a demon ravish her body.

Elena’s cute sounds of pleasure had transformed his blood into liquid lava.

Snarling in a way Elena had never heard him do, he moved and covered that tiny body with his massive one. Although Mirko was getting lost in the land of lust, he remembered to shift his weight on his elbows not to crush the little mate.

And it was at that moment that she saw it. Her eyes darted to his with a mix of horror and shock...

Guessing her thoughts, Mirko smiled nervously.

“Incredible, isn’t it?” He teased her, scratching his neck. And it was certainly “incredible”. Not that the girl had anyone to compare him, it, with. And, considering his immense height and the considerable size of his hands and feet, one could not expect less from his ‘tool of love’.

With one hand to support him and not crush her, the other moved to massage her throbbing center once more ... his eyes never left hers.

When the girl felt him guide his length at her entrance, her body stiffened, feeling scared and very conscious at the same time.

“Mirko... I never done this before” She mumbled averting her eyes.

“I know, my love. I promise I will take care of you.” As he stroked her cheek, his voice hid a hint of menace ... He was menacingly serious when he declared he was there for her, when he demanded that she trusted.

“But that thing will never fit”

The air had left her lungs, not understanding how something like that could possibly enter her. It seemed against all law of physics.

"That thing?” He repeated amused but the smile disappeared as soon as he noticed his mate in panic.

“Hey... hey” He murmured as he cupped her face, lifting her chin up, gently but firmly. She kept her eyes focused on an invisible spot behind his shoulder, slightly shaking.

“Please, look at me.” The plea in that deep voice did something to her as she finally peered at him. Shyly, and biting her lower lip.

“We were made for each other, ok? It will hurt at first, but... it’s you and me, Elena.”

And she could not agree more. He was her mate. Her soulmate. The missing piece.

Trucking a strand of hair behind her ear, Mirko kissed her softly once more time. Her response to the kiss was all the encouragement he needed.

Shifting lightly, he aligned the pulsing manhood against her lower lips, rubbing it up and down a few times.

He hesitated a few seconds, searching her green eyes one last time. It was like a moment suspended in time....

When he thrusted in, only half, an agonizing pain ran over her like a truck. She cried out, shutting her eyes, her breath hitched.

Meanwhile Mirko looked so concentrated, with furrowed brows and fangs appearing from behind parted lips and a few drops of sweat on his temples. She felt the firm abdomen flex against her much softer skin.

“Damn, so tight,” He hissed before clenching his jaw as he pushed a few more inches of that unbelievable length in.

When he was fully buried in her, she was breathing and shuddering heavily.

In her haze of pain and discomfort, Elena did not notice how his eyes had rolled back in pleasure.

She did not notice how, soon after, his nostril flared wildly, and his jaw twitched as if he was also in pain... a different kind of.

He was holding back, refraining from hammering her like a beast. He remained painfully still, letting her adjust to his size.

Mirko had truly tried to be as delicate as someone like him could possibly be... by burying the wild beast and its animalistic instincts to possess her. But still, for Elena, it was as if an arrow had pierced her. The painful arrow of love.

With such a size, gentleness was a near-impossible task

Noticing he strained expression, Mirko hushed her from above, kissing all over her face, with soft kisses meant to heal the pain.

“I’m so sorry.” He looked up at her suffering eyes, with concern and other dark emotions swirling inside.

“Do you want to-” But he could not complete the sentence as he shut his eyes and let out a strangle sound.

“Shit, baby, you-feel-amazing." He dropped his head to the crook of her neck and took in a deep breath only to let out a husky moan that shook her to the core.

When the discomfort began to subside, new sensations, alien and mesmerising, started to knock at her soul.

The feeling of fullness went hand in hand with how much he had stretched her deliciously. For a second, Elena marvelled at the pulsating length inside her.

And the sparks.... There were sparks everywhere.

Following her instincts, Elena rocked slightly along his length.

His eyes snapped to hers, filled with pure hunger. Then, when she gave him a shy smile, sweetness appeared in Mirko’s dark eyes and he kissed her forehead for a long moment.

“Elena, you are my everything.” He murmured against her heated skin. His hooded eyes held hers before pressing his face back against the marked neck. At an agonizing pace, he began to move.

In and out. Inside and outside.

The surge of electricity that radiated from the contact cause both their hearts to race, bodies in flames. Her insides tightened, she found herself melting into a puddle of desire. The pain almost volatised.

When Elena moaned and began to meet his thrust, he growled fiercely, sending chills down her spine.

That did it.

With a swift move, he draped her legs over his shoulders and began to pound into her at a frenzy pace.

Each thrust was followed by a low animalistic growl that drove her wild. She let out small screams, arching her back and scratching his strong back.

He then leaned over, hips still pounding at such a velocity, grabbed her chin and held her gaze.

"You" thrust ”Are" thrust ”Mine"

The fierceness of his words reflected onto the fierceness of his following kiss. His lips ravenously claimed hers while he slammed into her. Filling her so well and hard.

"Yours" She managed to utter, still looking at those eyes.

Elena felt her heart bumping warmth through her whole body. The missing piece was finally where it was supposed to be ,and she did not know anymore where she ended and he began.

“I love you” She cried out, and just like that, her walls clenched around him and, a second later, exploded. She came in withering waves, her legs trembled with mesmerising pleasure that shot through her body.

Mirko panted harshly, tangling his hand in her messy hair. She felt him twitch inside her...and a second later he released with a loud roar.

Her breathing stopped at that beautiful sight.

Elena had actually hit several peaks during the love making and hadn’t even bothered to keep count.

The innocent girl had heard that when a male finished to have sex, he would probably need a break. At least to recover a little and recharge the stamina. Some lucky girls would have a boyfriend who could be active again after a little while, for a second round.

However, Mirko didn’t seem to need any break. Neither to reload anything.

And by the look of his burning eyes, it seemed like they were just getting started...

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AN/ And they finally mated!!! Do you think Mirko was sweet enough with Elena?

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