The Alpha Takes a Mate (11 page)

She fidgeted on his lap trying to get some contact to her pussy.
Why was he making her wait? Elle was more than ready for the taking.

Are you really?

Chapter Eleven

Elle’s wet naked pussy was rubbing against his cock. It took every ounce of will-power not to push her to her back and fuck her hard.

Be a good boy, Brandon.

He really didn’t want to be good. Being bad would be so much more fun than being good.

Tugging on her hair he exposed the delicate flesh of her neck. Her scent surrounded him.

I want him.

Brandon
paused as her voice entered his head. Pulling back he stared into her face. She held her gaze from him. He wasn’t in the mood to argue. The only plans he had for the rest of the night was to wipe the sounds of the human’s screams from his mind. The human hadn’t given him a choice. Once the human pushed his beast was released, and then his choices were taken from him. Their secret was imperative. Every species from vampire to witch agreed to hold their secret. The humans who knew about them were kept in places like Grace Hill or were loved ones. If any human ever posed a threat, the rule was they had to be taken out regardless of the consequences.

He’s done his job.

When no more sound came through his mind, Brandon went back to kissing her neck. Her pulse pounded against his lips inviting him in. He licked the pulse feeling it pick up beats. The scent of her arousal was addictive. If he got his way he’d have her in a constant state of arousal.

“More,” she said, moaning.

Letting go of her hair, he ran his hands over her breasts. Brandon lifted their weight in his palms. Licking the tips of her nipples, he gave each bud his attention. He tongued the hard peaks until they were rock hard.

She whimpered, cried out
, and ground herself on him more.

Her fingers pulled on the hair at the nape of his neck. When she wasn’t satisfied with that hair, she moved onto the next hair.

He growled as her free hand went between them. She fisted his cock, pumping the length.

Brandon
released her body, tightening his hold in the sheets.

“What’s the matter?” she asked.

Her touches were innocent.

Wrapping his fingers around hers and slowed down her movements. “If you’re going to do it
, then do it properly.”

She stared between them. The tip of his cock leaked pre-cum. She ran a finger through the cream and rubbed the natural lubricant along his cock.

“That’s right, do it slowly to start with.”

Her actions slowed to his pace. Elle’s gaze never moved away from his cock.

“You’re so hot,” she said. “Are you supposed to be this hot?”

“I’ve never got my cock out or asked another guy if having a hot cock is normal. I don’t see how a hot cock can enter a conversation.” He teased
her.

Tucking hair behind her ear he relished her chuckles at his joke. His cock was rock hard. His
will-power wasn’t going to last much longer with her sinful touch. He was close to losing it already.

Taking some of his pre-cum onto his finger he pressed the digit to her lips. She opened licking his cum off his finger. His cock thickened. The sight of her licking his finger was deeply erotic.

“I’ve just done something dirty, haven’t I?” she asked.

“Don’t worry
. Your dirty little secret is between you and me.”

She laughed, pumping his shaft.

When he couldn’t stand her touch any longer, Brandon pushed her to the bed. He locked her hands around the head of the bed with the Velcro straps he kept around the posts.

“What are you doing?” she asked. Fear entered her voice.

“I’m going to make you feel good. Trust me, Elle. You’re my everything. You don’t need to be frightened. I’ll take care of everything.” He pressed a kiss to her lips.

She relaxed at his words. He started at her
heart-shaped lips and moved down her body to the tops of her breasts.

Sucking each bud into his mouth,
Brandon worked his way down her body. He dipped his tongue into her belly button making her giggle.

Her legs opened as he went between her thighs. Opening her pussy with his fingers
, Brandon took the time to look at her cunt. Her clit was swollen and peeking up at him. His mouth watered as her scent grew thicker.

Her breaths came out in small pants.

Using his fingers, he moved them up and down her pussy. She cried out. The sounds she made echoed around the room, filling him with pride. His mate was experiencing pleasure at his hand. He’d give everything to hear nothing but her pleasured screams.

“That’s it, baby. Give me everything. Let me hear it all. You’re mine,” he said.

She gave him everything. Her legs opened wide accepting him. When he could no longer touch or look, Brandon used his tongue. The first touch of his tongue on her wet slit had her crying out.

Elle tried to pull away from his tongue
, but Brandon held onto her. He was going to give her this.

Her taste exploded on his tongue.

No words described her taste. He was drowning in her essence. She was turned on, and he relished every drop she gave him. Swirling his tongue around her clit, he moved down to her cunt before going back to her nub. He drew out her pleasure.

Wetting his fingers, he drew the moisture back to her anus. He was going to fuck every part of her. Anyone who got near her would scent him around her. His scent was another barrier of protection. Only an idiot would take a mated woman.

She’s mine. No one is taking her away from me. My mate. My woman. My life.

****

His tongue needed to come with a warning. There was no way she’d be able to survive being on the receiving end of his desires. They’d been in the room together an hour, if that, and he’d nearly exhausted her.

Brandon
wasn’t going to let her go until she came apart begging for him to leave her alone. Could she leave him alone?

Something was happening between them. She didn’t understand what was happening
, and not knowing frightened her.

You trust him. How could you trust someone you don’t know?

The questions only served to confuse her. Her lack of understanding or general caring, upset her.

Don’t think. Feel what he’s doing to you.

His tongue worked its magic as he touched her clit. The moment his tongue caressed her nub she was panting to keep sane. No coherent thought was possible as he attacked her clit.

“That’s it
. Come for me, baby,” he said.

After he said those words his mouth never left her pussy. His teeth nibbled on her nub.

The tight coil of release built inside her. She was powerless to stop the orgasm consuming her. The knot tightened until finally she screamed her release. A rush of euphoria washed over her. Elle held onto the straps of the bonds around her wrists while Brandon held her in place with his hands and mouth.

He kept licking her even after she’d come. His constant licking sent her over the edge into another orgasm.

When her second climax finished, he eased away from her pussy. His fingers stroked her leg.

“You liked that, baby,” he said.

“I know I did.”

Brandon
got to his knees on the bed. She saw his large cock pulsing against her leg. “What about you?” she asked.

“What about me?”

“I’m not stupid, Brandon. You should have your release.” She pointed at his cock.

“I’ll find my release in the shower.”

Elle shook her head. No, he couldn’t find his release there. She deserved to see him lose himself in at least one climax. “You don’t want to share this with me?” she asked.

She was unprepared for the hurt inside her chest at his words.

You didn’t want to be mated, and now you’re upset because he won’t share his release with you.

I need to see it.

“Please don’t go to the bathroom. I want to see you come. Let me see it.”

He remained silent
but released her hands from the bonds.

“You’ve seen me lose control three times now. Let me catch up,” she said.

She didn’t know why it was important to her to watch him come, but it was.

Reaching between them she stroked his shaft. In response he groaned thrusting his hips against her hand.

“Please, Brandon, let me see you come apart.”

He batted her hand away without any words spoke
n. She lay back as he knelt between her legs. Elle watched as his hand surrounded his cock. He worked the length in his palm in a tunnelling action. The tip glistened in the light.

She couldn’t believe she was doing this,
lying on Brandon’s bed watching him masturbate to release.

What will you do next?

No answer came to her, but excitement filled her at the possibilities. Licking her lips, she chanced a glance at his eyes.

“What are you thinking?” she asked, averting her eyes when she couldn’t stand it anymore.

“I’m thinking about your mouth wrapped around my dick.”

“Tell me,” she said.

“You’re not going to run away screaming?”

She shook her head. She was far too curious to run away screaming.
Brandon gave her something in the passion he was sharing with her. She didn’t completely understand it, but then she didn’t need to understand feelings.

“Tell me,” she said. Feeling bold she pressed a finger between her slit touching herself in the same way
Brandon had.

His gaze dropped to her hand. He picked up speed, fucking his fist harder.

“I’m thinking about coming back home after a run in the forest and imagining you waiting for me. You’re naked on the floor, and your mouth opens. You want my cock in your mouth.”

She moaned, closing her eyes and listening to his words.

“You take me in your mouth wetting me with your saliva, coating me. After you’ve worked my shaft, getting me all wet, you take me to the back of your throat.”

He talked about her sucking his cock until she swallowed his release. As
Brandon spoke of her swallowing his seed, she gulped down the saliva in her mouth instinctively. He gasped, and the first wave of his seed hit her stomach.

Opening her eyes, she watched as his cum spurted onto her stomach. The thick white blobs fell on her
belly. When he finished, he went back on his knees staring at her. His body was covered in sweat. It was still daylight.

“You’re not running away screaming,” he said.

“I wanted this, Brandon.”

“I want more.”

“I know.” She couldn’t think with him this close.

He climbed off the bed. “Stay here. I’ll get a cloth.”

Brandon left her alone in the bedroom. He closed the door behind him. She couldn’t hear anything but her own breathing.

Lying back on the bed, she stared at the bare ceiling. What was happening to her?
Brandon returned seconds later with a damp cloth. He cleaned her stomach. Once he finished cleaning her, he threw the cloth on his pile of clothes before climbing into bed beside her.

“It’s still daylight,” she said.

“I’m not a vampire, baby. I’m a wolf.” He pulled her in close. “You look tired. Everything will be waiting for us when we wake up. You’ve had a long day, and you’ve not been sleeping well at night. It’s my responsibility to make sure you’re fine.”

She settled against him. His cock was rock hard against her ass.