My husband carried me across the threshold into the home that night. Our home. The Arnou estate where I would spend the rest of my life with him. Everyone had gone home, leaving us to enjoy our wedding night in solitude.

I was finally mated and married. The next chapter of my life had just begun. As Tristan held me in his strong arms, I felt like the luckiest woman alive. He shoved the door shut with an elbow. Since my hands were free, I keyed in the security code and locked the deadbolts. Once we were inside, we released a sigh of relief and then shared a knowing laugh.

“That was something else,” I remarked, reminiscing on the most amazing and hectic day of my life.

“Indeed. I've never been surrounded by that many people at once in my life,” Tristan replied. “Now for that promise I made you…”

“Your promise, of course. I can’t wait for you to fill me.” I giggled. “I mean fulfill it.”

"Naughty witch." He whisked me off towards the master suite. "Are you pleased with the way things turned out?" he asked, making his way across the ballroom to the marble staircase.

“My expectations were exceeded. I thought I’d cave under the pressure of the crowd, but I was wrong. Not with you there.”

“You’re stronger than you know,” he said.

“What about you? You were worried that our wedding planners wouldn’t be able to pull everything off with all the people there and three venue changes.”

“I was worried for nothing,” he said, entering the suite and then kicking our bedroom door shut. “When I saw you in your wedding dress, the only thing that mattered was you becoming my wife.”

I slid down the length of him, letting my feet land on the floor. “And here we are…”

Wife. It suddenly dawned on me how far I’d come. From orphaned kitchen maid to the powerful witch who brought an Alpha to his knees.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and cupped my chin with his other hand, tilting my face upward.

“Look at me, Elisa.”

I looked into his dark, seductive stare.

“You do know that I’ll cherish you for life, don’t you? I’ll never hurt you. You’re mine to love and protect now.”

“Yes, Tristan.”

Our lips met. I fisted his unbuttoned white dress shirt and pulled him closer. His tongue slid along the seam of my lips, and I opened for him, tasting his masculinity and feeling the heat of his dominance. He backed me up against the door, and our hot kissing session led to us stripping each other naked.

Once I was exposed to him, his pressed his lips to my shoulder where he kissed my skin over and over again. I arched my body against him, feeling his thick cock pressing against my thigh.

I leaned my head back against the wall as he pleasured me with his mouth. My body melted under his tongue and my legs were weak. I cried out when he sucked a nipple between his lips. He sucked my engorged peaks until my body was writhing against his.

Slipping a hand between my legs, he massaged my pussy. He groaned when his finger slid into me with ease. My sex clenched around him, yearning to feel the thickness of his cock penetrating me over and over.

"I've wanted to taste you since this morning," he muttered against my breast while stroking my clit.

“I know,” I breathed. “You couldn’t keep your hands from between my legs whenever we were seated at a table.”

He rose and kissed my lips before saying, “I think our guests would understand.”

“I thought it was a sign of your dominance…your hand gripping my thigh like that. I liked it, but then I looked down and noticed your hard dick print. You were ready to fuck me.”

“Yes, I was. I’m hard for you now,” he moaned.

I giggled. “You’re lucky the tablecloths were long enough to hide us.”

“Our guests should get used to it. I won’t be able to keep my hands off you for the rest of my life,” he said.

“When you delivered your mating bite, I saw something,” I told him.

He stopped kissing me long enough to hold my gaze. “What…?”

“Your inner-most desires. I saw what you wanted to do to me.”

He swallowed and lowered his gaze. “Elisa, I—”

“No need to explain. I want that too.”

His eyes widened in surprise.

“Why are you so shocked? And why do you think the gods made us for each other?”

He smiled. “You’re perfect.”

“But you’ve been holding back. Fucking me like I’m such a fragile thing.”

He grinned. “What would you have me do to make up for it?”

“I can think of a few ways,” I said, parting from him to grab a chair, sliding it to the center of the room, and then leading him to sit down.

He wrapped a hand around my waist and pulled me between his thighs. He leaned forward in the chair, and his lips met my belly. His kisses made a trail around my navel, and he grabbed my ass, working his way down to my sex. I reached down and gripped his hair, pulling his lips closer to my pussy. He parted my slit with his tongue and found my clit.

“Oh…” I moaned, pleased with the way he teased me with his mouth. By the way he moaned and lapped at my juices, I could tell he was enjoying it.

“Enough,” I said and stepped back.

I went to go grab a short rope from the wooden chest by the bed. It was the same rope he had used on me once before to tie my hands to my ankles so he could have his way with me. That night of endless orgasms had been my first glimpse into just how kinky our sex life could be. And when he bit me at our mating ceremony, completing our mate bond, I had seen another glimpse into Tristan’s dirty mind. The whole ordeal turned me on, and like him, I couldn’t wait for the crowd to go away so we could finally be alone.

I came toward him with the rope. By the way Tristan grinned, I knew he had figured out what my intentions were. I was going to take a page out of his playbook.

“Is this really a punishment?” he asked, reaching out and kneading my ass before I walked behind him.

“I didn’t say anything about punishment yet. This…is what I want.” I tied his hands to the back of the chair and secured the knot tightly. “I want your cock to do as I please.”

“Help yourself. It’s big and ready just for you.”

“Of course.” I took him in my fist, sliding my palm down the length of him.

Kneeling down on the floor between his legs, I rubbed my thumb gently over the tip of his cock. His face contorted with pleasure and pre-cum flowed from the slit. I licked it up and grinned as he squirmed in the chair.

My lips curled around his cock. I teased the silky head, swirling my tongue right under the rim.

“Gods…” He groaned.

I teased him with my tongue, feeling and tasting every inch of him. His balls tightened and his thighs shook. At this point, he would've picked me up and rammed his cock inside of me. I wanted nothing more, but this time, I wanted to see his face as he came in my mouth.

I went deeper, and Tristan wiggled against the rope. I took his shaft in my palm, stroking up and down as I sucked his tip. He bent his hips upward, pushing his cock to the back of my throat.

“Feels good…Elisa. Yes. Shit!”

I took him so deep down my throat, I gagged from the force of it. I leveled my gaze to meet his and witnessed as he lost all control. I didn’t stop until he came, and even after that, I milked every last drop of seed from his cock.

“Mmmm,” I moaned, licking up and down his shaft.

“Oh, that was good,” he chuckled, breathlessly. “Now, let me loose. I’m going to fuck you so hard, you might need to use your magic to take it.”

I smiled. “A challenge? Or a punishment?”

His reply was cut off by a sharp groan when I ran my tongue from the hilt of his cock then back up to the tip. He was still semi-erect, but I knew Tristan well. He could go on for hours. I had gained solid proof over the course of our time together. It was evident in the way he fucked me round after round whenever he returned home from lengthy business trips. We had sustained from sex before tonight, so I knew his appetite would be insatiable on our wedding day.

To my surprise, I heard the ropes drop to the floor and then his hand was on the back of my head, lifting me up and pulling my lips from his perfect cock. He lifted my lips level with his and took my mouth, kissing me with fiery possession.

I parted from him momentarily to say, “I wasn’t done with you.”

“No, we’ve only just gotten started,” he replied, devilishly.

“You knew how to untie my knot all along?” I asked, panting.

“I’ve been untying knots since I was a boy. Plus, you should learn how to tie a better knot,” he said, grinning, and then started to get up.

I pushed him back down in the chair and wrapped my fingers around his throat and squeezed. He moaned, and his cock hardened again instantly.

“Yes, I think I understand now,” I said, straddling his thighs leading him to my entrance.

He growled in satisfaction as I slid down on his cock, taking in all of him. Every last rock hard inch. He grabbed my ass with both hands and seated me firmly to the hilt.

“I love it when you challenge me like this. It’s my reminder that fate couldn’t have sent me a better mate,” he told me, needing my flesh as I shuddered against him.

I grasped the back of his neck for support and took what I craved, fucking him the way I wanted to reach my orgasm. In addition to my pending climax, I felt something else building inside of me. My wolf. She was trying to take control of every fiber of my being. Both of our wolves had awakened, fighting to win control. And rightly so. Tristan and I were now truly mated; it was only natural for our wolves to communicate this way.

My senses heightened. Smell. Touch. Taste. My eyes dilated. I saw more than just my sexy mate staring lovingly back at me. My gums tingled, and I pressed my lips together.

“No, my queen. I told you never to hide your wolf again,” Tristan rasped, tilting my chin upward and making me look at him.

“I won’t…” I bounced my hips, gliding up and down his sex.

Tristan rubbed my face gently with his palm, pushing my hair back from my face. “Beautiful…” He kissed my mouth and whispered to me in his Slavic tongue.

Running my fingers through his hair, I cried out as an orgasm took me.

“Keep going, love,” he told me, gripping my hips and pumping his cock up into me. “Take what you need.”

My canines lengthened as if they had a mind of their own. His wolf responded; his eyes were now a translucent jade.

“You want to bite me? You want to bite your Alpha. Do it,” he urged.

I rocked my hips, moving my sex up and down his thick shaft. I leaned in and licked his jugular right against his pulsating vein. He and I were bursting at the seams with sexual tension. We would explode at any moment.

“Elisa.” He lifts his chin to give me full access to his neck.

I bite him, my teeth breaking the skin on his neck, marking him. He shuddered as my powers surged, blasting out in every direction. Some of my essence even entered him. I sensed it in the way his body jolted. He sighed softly like he was on some drug-induced high. When I lifted my gaze to meet him again, my attention lingered on the intimate mark on my mate's neck—one that would be permanent. I did that to him. And it turned me on even more.

“Enough, moja ljubavi. My turn now,” he said, standing with his concrete cock deep in my pussy and my legs wrapped around him.

Still on his feet, he paused at the foot of the bed, gripped my ass cheeks, and pounded into me. He threw me on the bed and then commanded, “Turn around. On your hands and knees.”

I did as he instructed, bending over and pressing my face into the silken sheets.

He slapped my ass and I cried out in surprise. My pussy clenched as the sting faded from my skin. He propped me up, preparing for entry, and just when I thought he would give me his cock, he smacked my ass again. A deep shudder ran through me, and I felt my pussy creaming in anticipation of taking Tristan’s rock-hard member.

I pushed my hips back, taking him into my dripping wet pussy. Just as he promised, he showed no mercy as he drove into me relentlessly. I grab fistfuls of sheets, bracing myself.

“Oh my God,” I wailed, my voice trailing off as I bit the sheets.

“Come again for me, Elisa. You like coming, don’t you? This time, you’re going to come all over my cock,” he growled, placing one foot on the bed to thrust at a deeper angle and then leaning into nip my shoulder. “And after you come on my cock, I’m going to fuck that sweet ass of yours, just like I said I would.”

“Please…” He felt so good, I couldn’t tell if I was coming or going. My body shook endlessly, my climax flowing through me like one infinite river.

He picked up the pace, pounding into me intensely. "Please what?"

“Don’t stop fucking me,” I cried.

“Whose pussy is this?” he rasped against my ear, driving long and deep.

“Tristan!”

“Yes…and what am I to you?”

He reached under me and stroked my swollen clit with his fingers, rendering me speechless.

“Who do you belong to? Say it. Alpha,” he demanded, knotting my hair in his fist and pulling my head back.

“Alpha.”

Tristan took my lips on a groan, kissing me with demanding mastery.

“Fuck me, Alpha.”

Pushing my face back to the mattress, he propped up my hips and slammed into me again and again with blinding force until I lost my breath. He fucked me hard right through multiple orgasms.

I raised my top half until I was on my hands and knees with Tristan behind me sliding in and out of my slickness with ease. I arched my back and met him thrust for thrust, screaming each time he stroked my G-spot.

“This is what you want?” he asked, grabbing my hips and dragging his cock out and slamming back in.

“Yes, Alpha.”

“Gods,” he growled. “Fuck.”

He came hard and long, his hot seed flooding my cervix.

Afterward, we collapsed on the bed, arms and legs tangled. We were both thoroughly pleased.

I had no idea how much time had passed, but my body was still tingling when I felt Tristan’s cock hardening against my backside.

I grinned and pushed against him. “At this rate, we won’t be able to pack our bags in the morning in enough time to make our flight.”

He parted from me and I felt the mattress move. He was only gone a few seconds, and then I felt his warmth behind me again.

He kissed the back of my neck and said, “You deprived me all last week, love. I’m just making up for it now so you have more time on our honeymoon doing what you love—sight-seeing. We’ll be doing a whole lot more than fucking…if I can help it.”

“I expect nothing less…now about your appetite…” I reached behind me and gripped his cock, only to find him slick to the touch. “What did you put on your cock?”

Positioning himself behind me, he lifted my thigh.

“It’ll make it easier,” he said, with his fingers on my clit and the head of his cock against my forbidden hole.

I trusted Tristan entirely with my body. True to his words, the pain only lasted a minute and then it was replaced with all-consuming pleasure. I came again with his cock in my ass and his fingers in my pussy.

Later when we were in each other’s arms, drifting off the sleep, he said, “Thank you.”

“For what?”

“For turning my life around. I never knew true love until I found you.”

“I love you, too, Tristan.”

“You’ll rule my kingdom with me. Not just the wolves. There’s more to us than the wolf souls living inside us.”

“Of course I will. I told you. I want everything. I married the total package,” I said.

He released a short sigh, but he looked troubled.

“What is it? What are you worried about?”

“Every leader is met with some form of opposition. We’ve won in the interim with the Converted and all that, but word travels fast. Your power, my forces…with these two things united, people will talk. In my past, people have always tried to ruin or take what I have.”

I leaned over to face him. “And have they succeeded?”

“No. One thing is certain, they can’t take you.”

“I’m here for you and I’m not going anywhere. You’re a force to be reckoned with and you know it. And if they do come, well…I'll be forced to do some evil things to them.”

“You and me both. We’ll crush them together.”

“Are you afraid?” I asked him.

He stroked my face and leaned in to kiss my temple. “With you by side…no, I’m not afraid.”

“Till death do us part.”

“Death will not part us, my Queen. Where you go, I go.”