“Yes,” she says, lifting her hips and meeting my thrusts. “Yes, please,Alpha.”
“Come for me, first. Can you do that for me, sweetheart?”
I have to feel her fall apart before I can sink my teeth into that raised patch of skin.
Her pleasure, her happiness, always comes first.
Always.
She nods; her eyes scrunching shut in bliss.
“I knew you were special the day we met,” I confess, increasing my pace. “I knew it before the scent match, that one day we would be right here.” She gasps, and I suck at the delicate mating gland, pink and abused from the other sets of teeth. “That it would be us,forever.”
“Ivan…Alpha…”
I’m drunk from her moans and dizzy with her scent, falling into oblivion.
“Come for me sweetheart,” I lace my voice with an undertone of command, my inner Alpha snarling out the order into her ear.
Her body grows taut, and my beautiful Maeve, the love of my fucking life, falls apart on my cock. She clamps down on me, her pussy walls fluttering around my length, and my own release follows.
I growl into her skin, my cock inflating while I sink my teeth into that delicate patch the skin.
I’m the final one to claim her, the final Alpha to mate her.
She trembles underneath me, whimpering as the mating bond takes hold.
I can physicallyfeelher soul melding with mine.
I’m suddenly a better person as I receive the best parts of her.
Her empathy, kindness, and the excitement she brings to the world.
My partner is crime is my partner for life, now.
My family forever.
She gasps in my hold as I lock my knot inside her cunt, spilling my cum inside her, groaning into her skin.
“I love you,” she whispers, locking her fingers in my hair and keeping me in place, my mouth licking at her mating gland. “I love you so, so much.”
I shiver at her words, purring and nuzzling into her sensitive skin.
I never want to leave her nest.
I want to stay buried inside her forever, marveling at her the feel of her body and the new mating bond.
When we catch our breath and we’re finally able to move onto our sides, I realize her scent has changed.
Now that she’s bonded the three of us, she’s still her mouthwatering chamomile, but there’s a deeper, richer note to it.
She’s happy, loved, and fulfilled.
It’s everything I’ve ever wanted for her.
I hold her close to me, buried in her warmth, and purr for her. She mumbles something unintelligible, and before I can ask her to repeat herself, she’s fast asleep in my hold.
Floating in the haze of our mating bond, relishing in the knowledge that we’re a family, I fall into a deep, peaceful sleep.
