Mated To Alpha Kessler

“He hit the wooden surface of the door, and the loud smack made me jump. I gasped, and my back hit his front, a sharp, spark-like electricity coursing through me that made me shiver.

“Leave me the fuck alone!” I shouted at him through gritted teeth. He held on tight to me and spun me around so I was now facing him, looking into his eyes. My knees felt weak as I was lost in his mesmerizing gaze.”

His grip tightened, and I felt my heart race. “I can’t do this anymore,” I whispered, my voice barely audible over the pounding in my chest.

He leaned in, his breath hot against my skin. “You,” he said, shaking his head, darting between my eyes and my lips.

His voice sent a shiver down my spine.

“Kess…” I whispered as I tried to turn around from him, but he pressed his body against mine. I could feel his erection pressing onto me, my breath quickened, and the temperature of the room was buzzing with sexual tension.

His proximity ignited a fire within that I struggled to extinguish. “Stop,” I pleaded, my voice barely audible, betraying the desires beneath the surface.

But his hands roamed freely, tracing the contours of my body, leaving a trail of heat. “You want this,” he whispered, his words a seductive lure that threatened to unravel my resolve.

I closed my eyes, torn between temptation and the voice of reason. Deep down, I knew I shouldn’t give in, but in that moment, his touch felt irresistible, and I feared I was already lost.

He smacked his lips on mine, and our lips clashed in a hurried kiss. He took possession of my lips, devouring my mouth and exploring every corner. He didn’t waste any time as he gripped my butt tightly. I jumped into his arms, wrapping my leg around his waist. He gripped me fiercely, and I kissed him back as if my whole life depended on it like the oxygen I needed to breathe was linked to the kiss.

I had lost every sense of reason as my whole body craved his touch. Blame it on the mate bond, blame it on the fucking mark on my neck. My core burned hard from the heat, and it was so exhilarating that I didn’t realize we had moved to the bed.

With each touch, I felt myself surrendering to him completely. His hands roamed over my skin, igniting sparks of pleasure.

I moaned softly, arching into his touch, my body aching for more. At that moment, nothing else mattered except the intoxicating connection.

He explored further, cupping my breast in his hand. My nipple hardened from his touch, sending a shiver down my spine.

My back arched in response, but then he detached his lips from mine, leaving me disappointed. He looked at me with a mix of emotions written across his face.

He couldn’t hold on for long. As I looked into his eyes, I could see them dark with lust, but also struggling to restrain himself. The desire was overwhelming, a fierce battle between urges and the need for control.

I licked my lips, anticipating his lips on mine. His gaze turned dark as he muttered “fuck” under his breath. I looked down and noticed his huge bulge, causing me to gulp hard as I imagined many things I wanted to do with it.

I touched his chest, feeling sparks shoot through me as I whispered, “Touch me, please.” My clit throbbed, craving his touch, as desire surged through every fiber of my being.

He groaned softly at my words, his restraint slipping further with each passing moment. With a hungry look in his eyes, he captured my lips in a fierce kiss again, and then he traced his lips down and down. I melted, savoring every bliss his lips brought, as he sent shivers of pleasure coursing through me. His fingers caressed my sensitive spot, and I shivered in pleasure, already wet and ready for him.

Soft moans escaped my mouth as he rubbed my clit faster, his eyes locked on mine. “Lyra, you are so wet for me,” he whispered, igniting a wave of shame within me. But in that moment, the need to satisfy my core outweighed any sense of shame. I surrendered fully to the overwhelming desire that consumed us both, lost in a whirlwind of ecstasy.

His words sent goosebumps all over me as my head rolled back in pleasure. He sucked on my exposed neck, nibbling, sucking, and licking every part of it, leaving his mark on my skin.

The room was hot with sexual tension as he pumped his finger inside me hard, his thumb drawing circles around my clit, the pleasure building higher and higher with each movement. Every sensation intensified, driving me closer to the edge of blissful release.

My heart hammered against my ribcage with the intensity of what he was doing, teasing without applying pressure.

My fingers curled into his hair as he made me forget about all the harsh words we had exchanged earlier today. At that moment, nothing else mattered except the overwhelming passion binding us in ecstasy.

He tugged me closer to his waist, our bodies pressing together, his cock rubbing against my wet pussy as I shamelessly ground against him. The sexual tension between us was crazy.

Lost in the heat of the moment, I kissed him, the touch of our lips initially soft but quickly escalating in intensity. With each kiss, the passion between us grew fiercer, igniting a fire that burned hot and wild. He breathed hard and fast, matching the rhythm of our desire.

Grinding down on him, I earned a low growl from him that swelled my confidence. As I dipped my hand into his boxers and brought out his cock, my eyes widened. It was big, thick, and hard. I rubbed my hand on it, feeling precum already dripping from it, which earned a loud groan from him.

I knew he wanted me; he couldn’t resist me. I wanted him so fucking much. Moving my mouth to the tip of his cock, I let my tongue dart round and round on the cap. He gripped my hair, his cock twitching in response to the sensation. Using the cap of his cock, I lightly grazed it on the inside of my upper teeth, noticing him shiver from pleasure and groan.

He dares not forget me after tonight. This experience will be etched into every part of his fucking brain.

He pushed me down onto the bed, pulling me out of the numerous thoughts running through my mind. He hovered above me, his demeanor suggesting he had lost control of himself.

“I’m going to fuck you real hard tonight,” he growled, his voice sending shivers down my spine. “Every part of your core will have the imprint of my dick. You won’t be able to think of kissing any other man but me.”

His words made my knees weak as I looked up at him, feeling the mutual intensity of the moment. My wolf purred in pleasure, eager for what was to come.

With the look of lust in his eyes, I knew there was no stopping him. He meant every one of his words. He ripped my dress apart, leaving me in just my red pants and bra, my chest pounding.

Now both naked, he stared at me intently, searching for my eyes to see if I truly wanted this. But his demeanor changed instantly. He got up abruptly, regret washing over him as he tugged onto his head and muttered, “Fuck, fuck, what have I done?”Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

I hurriedly got up from the bed, looking at him in disbelief. But the regret written all over his face made me regret ever getting this far with him.