The Alpha Takes a Mate (15 page)

“It’s the mating, Elle. We’re destined to be together.”

“Then why do I feel something is missing?” she asked, voicing the pain in her heart. Something was missing between them.

Chapter Fifteen

Brandon
sensed Elle’s nerves. She was wound tighter than a piece of string. If he didn’t get her to settle down he’d not be able to claim her. He was going to fuck her tonight, but there was no way he’d do it if she was going to hurt herself by not relaxing.

He was pleased no other man had touched her,
but in that moment he wished she’d gotten a little experience. His passions were anything but gentle. Staring down at her, he watched as she fought to keep his gaze.

“No rushing,” he said. He stroked her nipple watching as her eyes dilated. Elle was turned on by his touch.

She nodded her head. Caressing her body with his fingers Brandon felt the heat building in him. His cock was thick. After being around Lori and her scent surrounding him, Brandon needed to be with Elle. Lori repulsed him. Every woman who wasn’t his mate repulsed him. Bending down he took her lips under his.

Inhaling her vanilla scent he ran his hands all over her body. She moaned, writhed
, and thrust up to meet him his touch and lips.

“That’s it
. Give yourself to me, Elle. I’ll take care of you.”

Brandon
moved over her watching as fear flashed in her eyes. “Don’t panic. We’re not doing it yet.”

She smiled. “I feel like we’re in high-school.”

He laughed. Kissing her lips, Brandon moved down to suckle her breast. He pulled the taut nipple between his lips, nibbling on the nub.

Elle arched her back. Her legs fell open on either side of his thighs.
Brandon moved between her spread thighs. Her arousal filled his senses driving the need through him to take her.

Calm down. Don’t hurt her.

Can never hurt our mate.

Moving to the second nipple, he gave
it the same attention as the first. Her arousal intensified, the scent of her cream growing stronger in the night air.

Kissing down her stomach,
Brandon settled between her spread thighs. His face was level with her pussy. He grabbed her hands as she reached for him. Pinning her hands against her sides, Brandon took his time to look at her juicy cunt. Her clit was always swollen and begging to be licked. His mouth watered for another taste. He was sure this woman was made of strawberries and cream. He’d gladly feast on her for the rest of life. Her virgin hole lay open for him to claim. Something primitive struck him in the chest. He’d never fucked a virgin before.

All the women he’d taken to his bed were experienced. Lori had been with several men before him. Not one single person had touched his woman. No man had breached her cunt or ass with his hands or cock. The instant he sank into her body Elle would belong to him
, his own personal woman with no other scent but his own coming from her. The temptation she provided him was too hard to ignore.

You want her,
so take her, claim her and make her ours.

His wolf approved even though she was human.

I don’t give a fuck. Take her. I need her. We need her.

Holding her hands down
Brandon licked up her slit, circling his tongue around her clit. She cried out, thrusting her pelvis against him.

He wasn’t letting her go until he felt her orgasm in his mouth. She fought his hold.
Brandon kept a firm grip on her. He wasn’t giving her the chance to get away.

“You’re mine, baby,” he said.

Moving away from her cunt he stared up her body. “This body is mine. I’m taking you tonight. I’m going to bring you to orgasm with my tongue, and then I’m going to fuck you. Your virgin cunt is mine. You’re all mine, and I’m all yours.”

“Yes, yes, yes,” she said.

His words turned her on. There were more words he could say. Brandon sucked her clit into his mouth watching as she gave herself over to his tongue.

Her taste exploded
in his mouth.

“Keep your hands on the ground,” he said, ordering her.

Her palms lay flat against the earth. He cupped her buttocks in his palms bringing her closer to his mouth. Going up onto his knees, he brought her body up in an arch so she’d have no choice but to keep her hands flat on the ground.

He swiped his tongue through her slit. From her gasp he knew she’d seen the action. He was laying claim to her tonight. His essence leaked out of his cock
, and his natural scent started to cover her body. Any Otherworldly creature would know who she belonged to.

Lori shouldn’t be by your side. Take Elle with you. She’s perfect
, and she’s ours completely.

Brandon
cut the thoughts off. He didn’t want to think about his plan. Elle was too important to him. Taking her into a place full of Otherworldly creatures would be her doom. He sucked her pussy, tasting her on his tongue. His mind drifted away from thoughts of Lori and the creatures in his town. Elle filled his thoughts. Her scent invaded him.

Tightening his hold on her buttocks he licked her in smooth strokes. Her orgasm was close. He sensed her getting hotter. Her body started to shake as he circled her clit. Elle’s nipples tightened to hard buds poking up at the sky. Her stomach quivered
, and her cream dripped from her cunt.

“Come for me, baby.”

At his command she exploded. He continued to lick her clit drawing out her orgasm. Quickly, Brandon replaced his tongue with his fingers. He caressed her clit as he lowered her to the ground. Elle was still in the thrall of her orgasm. With his free hand, he grabbed his cock, pressing the tip to her pussy.

In one smooth thrust,
Brandon forged inside her breaking through her virgin barrier and claiming her as his mate.

He howled as her pussy tightened around him. She screamed, holding onto him. Her nails drew blood.
Brandon didn’t care.

Elle was his
, and he wasn’t letting her go.

****

Pain consumed her. One moment she was floating on a cloud in a state of bliss and in the next pain replaced the pleasure. He’d thrust inside her while she’d been in the throes of orgasm. Elle gasped as he cupped her cheek. His cock pulsed inside her. The heat of him made her aware of where he was.

Your virginity is gone.
Brandon has claimed you.

“I’m sorry, baby. I had to do it this way.”

She nodded even though she didn’t agree. Tears filled her eyes. He pulled out of her and thrust back inside. It was too much. She cried out and tried to get away from him.

“Shit, I’m sorry. I’m going to stay still. We’re here together.” He cupped her cheek, kissing her lips. She liked his touch. Swallowing past the lump in her throat she stared at the tattoo along his arm.

I can’t do this. He’s too big, and I’m human.

“Talk to me, Elle,” he said.

“It hurts.”

“Shit, are you crying?”

She shook her head.

“Don’t lie to me.” He wiped the tears from her eyes.
Brandon cursed some more, holding onto her. “I’ve got you. We’re here together. I’ve got you. Feel me inside you, Elle. Nothing is going to happen.”

Elle listened to him talk. His voice soothed her. She relaxed in his arms. When he made to move she tensed back up.
Brandon stopped instantly.

Great, I’m the worst lay in the world.

“You feel amazing. Your pussy is so tight. Think about how it felt with me stroking your pussy. Every time I watch you at the diner I want to pull your skirt up and finger your pussy. I can smell your arousal, you know?” She didn’t know but didn’t say anything. “I watch you bend over the tables handing out food and I imagine taking you. You drive me insane with wanting you.”

His cock throbbed inside her in response.

He watched her. She liked the thought of his eyes on her as she served. The few times she’d looked at him he’d been looking at her. Their connection was growing.

The barriers are still up.

Running her hands up and down his arms Elle took a deep breath. “I think you can move now,” she said.

How her voice managed to sound smooth she didn’t know. Instead of questioning it she waited for him to respond. He didn’t thrust inside her.
Brandon lifted her chin. Her gaze met his. Elle didn’t fight him. She looked into his coal-black eyes. Something was different.

No, don’t look into his eyes.

Brandon’s shaft eased out of her pussy and then pressed inside. No pain came, and she stared into his eyes. They were so dark and beautiful.

Why have I been scared of his eyes? They’re so beautiful.

No, don’t look.

He stroked her cheek as he moved inside her.

She gasped as an answering pool of heat started to build inside her. Her mind opened up.

Feel me, baby. I’m right here
. I’m not going anywhere. You’re mine. You’ll always be mine.

Brandon
?

That’s right, I’m here, baby. I’ll always be here.

Each barrier between them started to fall. She never once broke his gaze as he took her body. The heat spiralled inside her.

Give me your wrist where I marked you.

She lifted her wrist against his lips. Their eyes didn’t break.

“I claim you as my mate, Elle Smith. From this day forward you’re mine.” His teeth sank into her wrist as his cock pulsed in her pussy. His seed washed her womb bringing her to orgasm. His seed was hot as he came. She gasped as her own orgasm took over.

He sucked at her wrist. His canines sent his essence into her body.

Her scent would be inside him.

They collapsed on the ground. Brandon released her hand. Wrapping her arms around his body, Elle held on.

We’re one, baby.

This feels weird.

He laughed.

Don’t worry, you’ll get used to it.

Or
it’ll make me lazy.

I don’t mind
. This ass is mine.

She smiled at the easy banter.

Stroking his face, Elle stared into his eyes. Nothing could go wrong. Brandon was her world. She saw it more clearly than ever before.

“You’re mine,” he said.

“I’m yours.” He smiled down at her. The smile on his lips changed his whole face. He looked younger and more carefree than she remembered.

As quickly as his smile came, it ended.

“Shit, they’re early.” He pulled out of her body making her cry out.

Brandon
tugged her behind him.

“What’s going on?” she asked.

“You can’t hear them. They’re here.” His gaze looked around them at the trees.

She covered her body. Was he expecting company?

“Of course you were expecting us, Brandon. Every year without fail we come.”

A light flashed in the distance. Something like thunder came over
, and a tree in the distance fell down making the ground shake. The answering howls permeated the air.

Brandon
got tenser. “Fuck, the pack is coming,” he said.

Elle was naked. She didn’t want the pack to see her naked.

She tensed waiting for the inevitable. What was she supposed to do?