Chapter 10
Brandon
A lot of girls are nervous about having someone between their legs. Oh, not the sex part. That’s not the part that makes them uncomfortable. No, it’s the oral sex part that has people squirming.
I’m no spring chicken.
I’m no virgin.
I’ve been with plenty of women before, but none of them have let me just worship their bodies the way Rebecca is allowing me to.
No one has opened up and just relaxed the way she is.
No one has allowed me this pleasure the way she is.
And oh, I’m going to make it pleasurable for her.
I’m going to make it perfect.
Rebecca deserves this and more.
She deserves the sun and the moon and the stars and everything in between and I’m not going to stop licking her sweet pussy until she’s come at least twice. My goal is that before we’re done, she’ll be so tired she can’t walk.
That’s what I want for my princess.
“Don’t stop,” she groans again, grabbing my hair, guiding my head. She moves me where she wants me to lick, and I do as she likes. This is all about her, after all. I’ll give her anything she wants if it means she’ll keep looking at me like I’m the sexiest fellow in the world. I’ll do anything for Rebecca if it means making her cry out my name.
A lot of people think being the Alpha means bossing people around. They think I’m a cocky bastard who doesn’t need anyone but me.
They’re wrong.
I do need people.
An Alpha is only as good as his pack, and I’ve got a great one. I surround myself with wise, loving wolves who care as much about this community as I do. And now, I’m surrounding myself with a beautiful woman who looks at me like I can do anything.
She looks at me like I can save her.
She looks at me like I’m the only one she needs.
I lick Rebecca over and over again. I’m harder than I’ve ever been in my damn life. I’m fucking dying to be inside of her, but this is about her. This is about pleasing her. This is about making her feel like the princess she is, so I fight my arousal as I kiss her, lick her, tease her.
And then I’m rewarded when she thrusts her pelvis forward, closer to my face, and orgasms. It’s the most beautiful orgasm I’ve ever seen. Her entire body quivers as she starts whispering things I can’t quite make out. She’s covered in a thin layer of sweat and her body is flushed with excitement, but she’s gorgeous.
She’s the most fantastic thing I’ve ever seen.
And then she melts back into the bed.
I climb up over her, kissing her as I do.
“Brandon,” she murmurs.
“Yes, baby?”
“Thank you. That was…that was amazing.”
“No need to thank me, princess. That was only orgasm number one.”
“What?” Her eyes open wide. “How many more will there be?”
“A lifetime more. An eternity more. I’m going to make you come so much you can’t remember your own name. All you’ll remember is how much you love me.”
She giggles, and I kiss her, and I hold her for a minute.
“Tell me you’re ready,” I whisper. She doesn’t play coy and pretend not to know what I’m talking about. Instead, she nods.
“Mate me, Brandon. Mark me.”
I slide inside of her. I fill her with my cock, thrusting deep into her. She feels incredible. She feels amazing. Her groan lets me know she thinks the same about me.
I thrust into Rebecca over and over again, making love to her until she climaxes once more. Then it’s time. Then it’s time for me to mate my beautiful bride.
“Be mine, Rebecca. Forever and always. With this mark, I promise to love you. I promise to cherish you. I promise to give you everything I am and everything I will be. I promise to be with you until the end of time. I promise to be yours.”
I lift her unmarked wrist to my lips. I won’t mark her on the same side Chris did. That scar is a precious memory for her and I wouldn’t steal that from her. I wouldn’t mark her over her former mate’s mark. Instead, I shift my teeth into their wolf form and tear the skin on her opposite wrist. She cries out at the pain, but I lift her wrist to my lips and taste her blood. Then I seal the wound with my tongue.
“Your turn, princess.” I offer her my own wrist, but she shakes her head.
“I can’t…I can’t…”
“What?” My heart sinks suddenly. She can’t mate me? Is that what she’s going to say? But I needn’t have worried.
“I can’t shift partially,” she whispers, embarrassed. “I know most of us can, but I can’t. I’ve never been able to do that.”
“Don’t worry about it, princess. We’ll work on it.” She doesn’t have to be scared that I’ll judge her for something like that. Instead, I tear open my own wrist and offer it to her. The pain of the bite stings, but it’ll be over soon, and it’ll be so worth it.
“With this mark,” she whispers. “I promise to love you. I promise to cherish you and take care of you, Brandon. You’re the most wonderful thing that’s ever happened to me. I was lost in the darkness, and you saved me. I’ll love you forever, my Alpha.”
She lifts my wrist to her lips and licks, tasting me. Then she seals the wound with her tongue. She looks at the newly-formed scar on my wrist, then she presses her own wrist to mine.
“Mates,” she whispers, and I get a little teary-eyed. I shouldn’t cry just because I’ve mated the most beautiful woman in the world. I shouldn’t cry from happiness, but I sort of can’t help myself.
“Mates,” I repeat, and then I kiss her.
“You’ve made me come twice, Brandon,” Rebecca says. “Now it’s my turn.” Suddenly, I find myself on my back. She’s stronger than I realized. She flipped me over before I even realized what was happening.
Rebecca straddles me, sinking down onto me, and I have to admit that the view is incredible. She bounces on my cock, riding me like a fucking pro. She grinds against me as I reach up and play with her breasts, touching her.
“I can’t hold off much longer,” I admit. “I’m going to come soon, princess.”
“Do it,” she whispers. “Come in me, Brandon. Come inside of me, baby.”
And then I do.
All those things you read about in books?
The fireworks?
The brightness?
The feeling of complete contentment?
That’s what I feel when I come.
That’s when I feel when I come for Rebecca.
And when it’s over, and we’re holding each other in her room, I think I must be the luckiest damn wolf in the universe.
I’m the luckiest damn man in the world.