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Elijah

M y heart races at the words that now resonate in my head. She loves me. She fucking loves me.

I cup her face, feeling the sparks dance beneath my fingertips. Leaning down, I kiss her so tenderly it makes her breath catch in her throat. Never have my lips moved so gently against hers, no lust or desire fuelling it. Keeping those emotions at bay as pure love and tenderness backs this kiss. It is an innocent, yet loving, kiss full of passion and emotions. She kisses me back equally slowly, her heart pounding,

“Oh my god, yuck! What are you two doing?” An annoying, nasally voice interrupts us.

Scarlett moves back, breaking the kiss as she turns to look at Keira standing there with a very burly werewolf who towers over her, his eyes full of admiration as he watches her, clearly not bothered by her screechy voice.

“We’re mates,” I say cockily. “Although, even if she wasn’t, I’d still make her mine.” It takes Keira a moment to realise what I’ve said. Gasping, she stares at us.

“You two were… fucking?”

“That’s none of your business, Keira, so why don’t you and your lovely mate move along?” Scarlett suggests, her voice level, but her eyes are sharp. The man now blinks and gives a sheepish smile.

“Sorry, I’m Drake. Nice to meet you, Alpha Elijah, Luna…” he trails off, not knowing Scarlett’s name.

“Scarlett,” she offers. It still feels surreal, but she’s my goddamn Luna, my Luna .

“Wait! You marked him?!” Keira shrieks, now running over to us to stare at my neck, a look of pure jealousy crossing her face. Scarlett turns to my neck, her heart skipping a beat.

“Is it healed already?” I ask, surprised.

She nods. “Yeah… it’s beautiful…” She traces her finger over it, sending a shiver of pleasure through me. Awakening the beast of desire from within me. “It looks good on you.”

“Oh yeah? Can’t wait to mark you, too,” I say, pulling her close, not caring that Keira is standing there looking furious. I kiss Scarlett’s neck as Keira grabs Drake’s hand and leads him away. “Poor guy.”

“I agree,” Scarlett says, wincing. “Shall we go dance?”

“Sure, I want to flaunt my mate off.” I kiss her hand before leading her inside. Scarlett looks around.

“Looking for someone?” I ask.

“Just wondering if anyone else from our pack found their mate. Angela found her mate,” she tells me as we begin swaying on the dance floor, her arms loosely around my neck, admiring me with clear desire in her eyes.

“Great, any idea who he is?” I ask, my gaze dipping to her cleavage.

“She. Her name’s Cassandra.” My eyes widen in surprise.

“Wait, what? I never knew she’s – wait… have you two ever-”

Her eyes narrow into slits. “What? No! I don’t think she even was expecting that! She looked shocked! Besides, she’s my best friend. What goes through that mind of yours...” Scarlett scolds while I frown.

“But she’s seen you naked, right?” I ask. Scarlett raised an eyebrow.

“Seriously? Are you jealous right now, Elijah? I’m sure you have men who are gay in the changing rooms, and you’ve never had an issue.” She frowns, but she’s trying not to smile.

I pout, “Yeah, but you’re hot.”

“And you’re not? Don’t be an idiot. Yes, she has seen me naked and she will see me naked again. She’s my best friend. Now shut up.”

I cock a brow, licking my lips, showing off my pierced tongue for a moment, and sigh.

“Okay, fine. I’ll try not to get jealous.” I wouldn’t expect anything less, they have been friends for ages, and who or what Angela is into doesn’t change anything, the jealousy that I feel is irrational but it’s there.

“Yeah, you better not,” Scarlett warns as I spin her out and press her ass against me.

“Do you blame me, Kitten? When I have the sexiest woman on the planet in my arms, of course I’m going to be protective,” I say, kissing her neck softly.

She sighs softly, her skin still feels hot there.

“You mean possessive?”

“They are similar enough,” I remark huskily.

She simply snorts. “Yeah right.”

Now that we are going to face her father together, I can mark her, right?

I want to ask her but don’t want to ruin our moment, so instead I spin her around before dancing sensually with her once more.

A good half an hour later, with plenty of teasing and grinding on the dance floor, I am ready to get out of here, but Scarlett is too busy eating. I don’t complain, just watching her is enough and I want her to have plenty of energy for tonight because the night sure is going to be long.

“Scarlett!” Both of us turn to see Angela walking over to us, alone. Scarlett frowns, and I feel a flicker of concern. Why the fuck is she alone? Did something go wrong?

“Where’s Cassandra?” Scarlett asks.

Angela looks at me before looking away.

“We exchanged numbers. I told her I’ll get to know her… I thought I’d come to tell you that I’m going to head to bed. I had your phone so couldn’t call. Are you two mates?” she asks, clearly not wanting to talk about her own mate.

I smirk, pulling my collar down proudly. “Yeah, we are.”

“Wow, you didn’t waste any time, Scarlett,” she teases with a small smile. Neither of us misses the flicker of sadness in her eyes. Scarlett walks over to her, placing her plate down.

“Give her a chance, Angela, you never know what this might lead to,” she says softly to her friend. Angela simply nods before she turns and leaves the hall.

“So… shall we call it a night?” I ask, pulling Scarlett close as I kiss her lips softly. Scarlett looks up into my eyes and nods, her heart racing. I hold her around her waist as I lead her out of the room.

We barely make it through the door of my hotel suite, already undressing one another. I lift her up bridal-style, making her eyes widen.

“Elijah!”

“Let me at least carry you to the bed, Kitten.”

Scarlett looks around, her breath hitching when she sees the candles that are arranged around the room, the flower petals that litter the floor and are scattered around the table. She sees the huge bouquet of red roses that sit on the table next to the bed and a tray containing wine and a platter of chocolates. She looks back at me.

“You did this for me…” she whispers. It’s not a question, but a statement.

“Obviously, it definitely wasn’t for me,” I joke, placing her on the bed. Her heart skips a beat as she rolls her eyes, admiring the set-up.

“Thank you,” she says softly, tugging me close. I allow her to pull me closer as I reach for the chocolates, taking a piece without removing my eyes from her.

I slowly place it to her lips as her head touches the pillows beneath her and she takes it between her lips. Leaning over, I press my lips against hers, wrapping my lips around the chocolate and slowly bite into it, taking half the chocolate and then we’re kissing passionately.

The sweetness of her mouth mixed with the rich taste of hazelnut chocolate consumes me. Her heart is pounding, her eyes full of intense emotion. I kiss her slowly down her neck, my hands finding the zipper on her dress. Pulling it down, I slip the dress off her shoulders. Scarlett sits up, tugging at the buttons on my shirt before she tears it off instead. I smirk.

“Impatient I see. That was pretty hot though,” I tease, watching her dress slide off her breasts. I cup them, taking one in my mouth. I lick and suck on her nipple. She moans, lost completely in my touch.

I tug her dress off, leaving her in her heels and tiny sexy underwear. I swear as I admire her pussy through the sheer fabric, her arousal messing with my senses.

Fuck, does she look incredible.

I kiss her down her stomach, making my way to her core, but rather than giving her what she wants, I kiss and nip her inner thighs, inhaling her scent as my own hard-on strains against my pants.

“Don’t tease, Elijah,” she whimpers as she parts her legs, wanting me to touch her where she aches the most. I smirk as I brush my nose along her underwear.

“Patience, my temptress…” I murmur. Flipping her over, I pepper her back with kisses. Moving back, I strip off my pants and boxers and press my cock between her ass, making her moan breathily.

A low growl escapes me as pleasure rushes through my body and I reach around, playing with her breasts as I kiss and suck on her neck.

She’s mine. I still can’t wrap my head around it. She’s fucking mine.

“Elijah, fuck me,” she moans, turning her head to look at me, desperation clear in her voice.

Sparks dance between us, and my wolf prowls in my mind, wanting to claim her officially.

I kiss her lips passionately before moving back and flipping her on top of me. She is about to grind against my dick, but I lift her up onto my face, making her blush, although it only lasts a second because the moment I push her underwear aside, and flick my tongue along her soaking slit, she’s drowning in pure bliss.

“Oh god, that’s it, baby,” she croons softly.

I grip her ass, working my skilled tongue on her, knowing exactly what makes her moan in pleasure, knowing that very spot to throw her over the edge. She tangles her hand in my hair as I assault her clit. She grabs her breast, rubbing against her nipple, throwing her head back as she rolls her hips against me.

“Oh yeah, that’s it, fuck! I’m going to come,” she moans, her body tensing, her breath becoming ragged. I push my tongue into her dripping core. She moves against my face faster, and her juices trickle out of her. “Oh yeah, that’s it, right there!” She lets out a loud moan of pure bliss as she tips over the edge, pleasure gripping her in its hold.

I grip her by the hips, lifting her off my face and down onto my dick, making her cry out as I slam into her. She didn’t expect it. Taking a deep breath as she tries to relax to accommodate my girth, still trembling from her orgasm, she bites her lip as I stretch her out.

“You like it rough, right, baby?” I ask huskily, knowing exactly what she loves. She moans in reply, giving me a slight nod, and bracing her hands on my chest in anticipation.

Holding her, I guide her as I begin moving inside of her, knowing she still hasn’t recovered from her last orgasm. Tonight, I want to make love to her until she drops from exhaustion.

I watch her breasts bounce, admiring the way she looks, the way she feels wrapped around me. Her moans are like a siren’s song, luring and trapping me in her temptations.

The feeling of loving someone, desiring them, and being made for them is more than anything I could have imagined. Right now, this is heavenly bliss, a euphoric haze I never want to leave.

I speed up feeling her nearing, my own release close. She’s meeting each of my thrusts with her own. She now opens her hooded eyes, breathless as she looks at me, each brutal thrust hitting just the right spot. That makes her bite her lip and let out that groan of satisfaction.

This heat between us, it’s more than just the friction of our bodies, this burning desire fuelled by everything around us. I watch her, knowing she’s on the brink once more.

“Mark me, Elijah, please.” Her breathless voice is coated with desire and love.

Our eyes meet and I sit up, pulling her close. She doesn’t need to tell me twice; my wolf is already fighting to come out. I grab the back of her hair that is coming out of its pins, tilting her head to the side and admire the creamy skin of her neck. Knowing that beneath the makeup she’s used is that poisonous stain.

I kiss her softly as she continues to bounce on my cock. I feel her tightening around me as my canines come out and I sink my teeth into the burning skin of her neck. The moment my teeth sear her skin, she cries out in euphoria, another jarring orgasm coursing through her.

I feel the bond zing like a wire being reinforced with more electricity, triggering my own release. Pleasure rushes through me like white-hot fire and I groan against her neck, feeling completely fucking satisfied.

It takes me a few moments to get myself together and I slowly retract my teeth and lick it to close the wound, although I know she’ll be fine without it. I hold her trembling body close, as both of us feel the bond complete, making us one.

I love you, Kitten, I say through the mind-link that has formed between us. She tilts her head up, looking into my eyes, before she hugs me tightly.

I love you too. It worked. Relief is evident in her tone. I’m glad the mind-link is restored. It has been far too long.

It has. How does it feel? I ask softly.

Soothing.

I’m glad.

She can feel my emotions and I can feel hers. Her heart thunders and I know it’s because she can truly feel how much love I feel for her, the fear that she would leave me, the way she makes me feel. When I’m with her, she consumes me and when I’m not with her, I lose my mind, needing her beside me.

“Wow…” she whispers.

“Yeah, that was incredible.” I smirk cockily, although I know she doesn’t mean the sex.

“We both know I don’t need to say how good it was… considering I was screaming,” she says, I lick my lips slowly, feeling myself twitch inside her once again. I caress her back, tugging at her G-string playfully. “Your emotions…”

“Hmm, we need to work on our blocks,” I murmur. “But for now, I want you to know how much you fucking mean to me, so don’t ever doubt that.” Our eyes meet and Scarlett nods slowly.

I slide my fingers between her ass, and when my finger brushes against her back entrance, she bites her lip. She can sense my emotions and thoughts, so I’m sure she knows exactly what I want to do to her. Her heart hammers, her eyes darkening, and she runs a finger down my chest, her eyes not leaving mine.

“If you want it, you’ll have to say it,” she says seductively, a sexy smirk crossing my lips as my finger presses against her tiny entrance.

“I want to fuck you in the ass, may I?” I ask arrogantly, drawing a small whimpering sigh from her.

“I’m yours to play with however you want, handsome,” she replies, kissing me sensually. I then tug her off my lap, pulling her underwear off. I toss it aside before reaching for the top drawer and taking out a bottle of lube I had put there earlier.

Scarlett watches me as I apply a generous amount to my hand before rubbing it over my throbbing cock. My eyes never leave hers, watching as she turns around on all fours, wriggling her ass in front of me.

“Fuck, baby, that’s it,” I rasp, rubbing my finger between her ass, moving it in a circular motion as I enter her. She whimpers, one that changes into a satisfied moan.

She likes it, I can feel it through the bond… Foreign, forbidden, yet deliciously pleasant. That’s how she finds it and fuck is that hot.

I keep playing, stretching her out a little. She moans and I lean down, kissing her shoulder sensually before slipping my finger out. “I’ll take this slow, Kitten.”

“Fuck slow, I want you. I can heal,” she whimpers, only making my eyes darken. No matter how much of a turn-on that is, I still take it slow. She is so fucking tight around my finger… and my cock is way fucking bigger.

Positioning myself at her entrance, I breathe slowly, applying more lube to my cock, covering it fully before inch by inch I enter her.

I hiss at the tightness despite the lube helping. It takes time because she is so fucking tiny, but I finally get there, and once I am almost fully in, I grab her hips and I begin fucking her.

First slowly, then slightly faster. She clutches the sheets, enjoying the pleasure mixed with pain. Our moans of pleasure are the only sound in the room as I fuck her, never wanting this to end. I keep going until I feel that fire tighten inside of me and then I come, releasing my load into her. I reach around between her legs and rub her clit as I thrust into her until her body tenses and her orgasm rips through her.

She whimpers, gasping when I pull out. I drop onto the bed, tugging her on top of me.

“God, you’re fucking perfect in every way,” I groan as I caress her ass, making her smile.

“And so are you,” she counters.

I brush her hair aside, my eyes going to the mark on her neck. A cocky smirk crosses my lips seeing the shimmering midnight blue tattoo, a moon with a wolf looking up towards it with what looks like an outline of a tree within the moon.

“I look good on you,” I say quietly. “I want to see mine.”

I don’t know where our phones are, but she reaches over, grabbing my pants and taking out my phone. I take it from her, one hand caressing her ass as I unlock the camera.

My neck is all healed and on it is a shimmering dark grey tattoo, it’s a wolf with her head raised up, and an intricate ring surrounds the wolf. Her wolf… her mark is on my neck.

“It’s perfect.”

“Mmm.” She smiles, “We are complete.”

I place the phone down and brush her hair off her face.

“Yeah, we are.”

She loves me deeply too… fuck, that’s all I could have hoped for.

I gaze into her eyes before I tug her head down, knowing she’s tired. She snuggles against my chest and she’s out in seconds.

A content smile crosses my lips as I gaze at the beautiful queen who is now snuggled on top of me fast asleep. I know she didn’t sleep well last night. Neither did I.

I notice the marks she left on me are fading away. It seems since our bond is complete, I can heal faster, too. The thought amuses me. I actually liked having her leave some proof of our lovemaking on me. She’ll just need to bite harder next time.

I kiss her forehead. No matter what, I will keep her safe. Now and forever.