Through The Eyes Of My Alpha

“I won’t… I’ll take care of you…” He said it so gently that I believed him, and it felt like it meant more than just tonight.

And I wished I was right. I wanted him to take care of me.

I was so tired of being alone and just always looking after myself.

He tilted his head to the side and captured my thumb, sucking it sexily without taking his gaze off of me.

And then, he slipped his hard, throbbing dick inside of me, slowly and gently.

My eyes rounded as they began to water.

He let out a groan as he pushed one more time, breaking my barrier before he rested his forehead on mine.

“You’re too tight. Am I hurting you?” His voice was painful, and he was gritting his teeth again. “Tell me to stop… If I push one more time, I don’t think I can stop…”

I felt my pussy stretching before relaxing into his size and, from what he said, it meant he was not fully in and it would hurt more, but I was ready for it. I was ready for him.

“Don’t stop, take me. All of me…”

I wasn’t even done talking when he slammed one more time, letting a loud gasp escape my lips before he started rocking his hips back and forth, slamming his hard cock into my willing, wet pussy.

My body jolted with every thrust, my back slamming against the rough wall, but I didn’t mind. I knew I would heal.

The heat from his body was warming all of me and the intensity of his stroke was sending me into overwhelming oblivion.

“Oh, Goddess!” I cried in pleasure, as my hands gripped his shoulders tightly, scraping and scratching them, but my mate didn’t mind at all.

He kept pouncing on me like I was his saving grace, grunting and groaning in the process, but it was like music in my ears. He was enjoying this. He was enjoying me.

He was still holding one of my thighs up, and the angle he was fucking me was hitting my walls perfectly. I reveled in the pain and the pleasure that came with it.

Heat rose up from my stomach as my toes curled while my pussy clenched around his dick. My orgasm was building up.

I was so close.

I could hear now was the synchronized beating of our hearts and the slapping

my mate staring at me. Pleasure and adoration were written on his face as he took in all of my emotions. And the satisfied look on his face made

to his lips as he parted them, and then, I saw his

me was making

and closed my eyes, exposing my neck to him in

lower his head, and not long after, his lips grazed over the skin at the nook of

contact before it turned into a cry of pleasure when his fangs

orgasm. He sunk his fangs deeper and

mate didn’t stop ramming his cock in and out of me while his tongue and mouth were lapping and sucking the mark he

his grip tightened on my body. I never felt this complete and satisfied, as

his arms as my mate let out a groan

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night was

of how many times my mate took me. It seemed like I couldn’t

didn’t know my heat would end up

most of the time, but he was gentle too. And either way, I enjoyed

was still fast asleep,

already lost faith that something

too good to be true, but I would

bit of him that I didn’t even get

be patient,

as I ran my fingers along his cheek, letting his rough stubble tickle me before

and my eyes widened at my condition. My body was almost covered with mud. Did we roll on the cave ground while

clean myself before he woke up. Or he would

before I grabbed my bag, pulling

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Good morning, Mate!

just went to the stream nearby to wash. I’ll be

Yours, Nadia

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