Mated

Zayla

His hips have stopped their movements by now, so I try to move mine, but I’m so stuck under him that moving is almost impossible.

Pulling back slightly so that our lips are close enough to touch but aren’t, I whisper, “Take me, Soren.”

I watch his eyes widen in surprise, before finally softening as he searches my own. He’s looking for doubt, but he won’t find a single fucking ounce of it.

I know what I want. And what I want is him, buried inside me.

Once he’s satisfied that I’m indeed ready for this, he moves his body, allowing me to get more comfortable. He aligns his cock and pushes slightly so that I can feel his head right at my entrance.

He’s thick… The head of him is barely touching me, and yet I can feel the sting of the stretch already.

His hands come up and grab my face again—our eyes are still locked on each other.

“I love you so much, Zayla. I’ve loved you since the moment I saw you, and I will love you forever.”

His sweet words have tears falling from my eyes.

We have so much we have to figure out, so much hurt we have to work through, but right now, with him looking at me the way he is, with so much love and appreciation shining through those beautifully stunning ash-gray pools, all of that fades away.

Until it’s only him. All I see is him.

Reaching up and copying him, I hold his face gently in my hands.

“I love you more than life itself, Soren.”

His thumb comes up and wipes my stray tear away. “My beautiful Lux.”

His lips press against mine softly. His hands run softly down my sides until they reach my hips.

In one swift move, he grips my hips, pulling me into him as he thrusts into me for the first time.

Popping my cherry and claiming my virginity as his!

I whimper out at the pain. His cock stretches me to the max, but I stay completely still.

“Fuck! You’re so tight…,” he groans, dropping his head next to my mark. He doesn’t move. He continues to moan at the sensation of being inside me, but his body is completely still.

He stays like this for a good while, letting my body adjust to his size and that both sharp and dull pain that comes with losing your virginity.

When I start wiggling my body, he moves to start kissing my mark. But it’s not enough.

I need him. I need him to move!

“Soren, please.”

He groans at my beyond breathless moan of his name. Kissing my mark once more, he pulls my face again, bringing my eyes back to his.

“What do you want, Lux?” His voice is now a shallow whisper in the night.

And mine is just the same.

“I want you, I’ve always wanted you.”

Clasping his hands onto my hips once again, he slowly pulls his cock back.

The dragging sensation stings slightly, but his thick head is rubbing everything just the right way, so I moan as he continues to pull himself almost all the way out of me.

When I feel his head almost out of my pussy, I cry out, my displeasure making itself known. Then the heel of my foot comes up, pushing down on his ass cheek.

The move is supposed to encourage him into going back in, but instead he just chuckles at my desperation, his face lighting up with amusement.

“Someone is impatient,” he says between chuckles before he starts circling his hips. The movement feels fucking fantastic. But it’s not enough—it’s not what I want!

“Soren, please, fuck me,” I moan as he moves his hips again, his dick never going any further, but moving just enough that it’s pleasurable.

Growling, I wait until he goes to circle his hips again, and right when he does it, I jerk my hips up, forcing us both to moan and him to enter me more than before.

“Lux, I’m trying to go slow because it’s your first time, please don’t make me lose my resolve.”

His voice is almost a whispered plea, but I don’t pay it any mind. Instead, I ignore his request, using the heel of my foot to encourage him in.

Locking my eyes with his, I can see the bit of worry shining through them, but my wolf and I don’t want it, so instead I pull her forward slightly, allowing him to see both of us shining through our eyes.

The move is a challenge, not just from me but my wolf as well.

“I don’t want you to go slow, Soren. We were made to please you, so fuck me!”

As soon as ‘so fuck me’ leaves my lips, I watch as the beautiful gray in his eyes dissolves, solid black taking over. His wolf, or whatever it is, is shining through.

Accepting my challenge.

Without eye contact, his hands grip my hips in a punishing squeeze.

His body lifts off of me at the same time.

“You want me to fuck you, Lux?” His voice is menacing; it’s so deep that it sounds almost unreal to my ears. Goosebumps flood my skin as tingles crawl down my spine.

Pulling out of me swiftly, I don’t even have time to whimper before he flips me over on my hands and knees and shoves my head down into the plush carpet.

With my ass in the air, he grips my hips tighter this time.

“Then I’m going to fuck you!”

Using my hips, he pulls me back hard as he slams his cock into me. I can’t help but cry out, but he doesn’t stop.

He uses my hips to pull me back just as he’s slamming forward, fucking me ruthlessly over and over again.

After several minutes, his hands leave my hips, his arm coming around my neck. He pulls me up into what looks like a chokehold, though he never stops fucking me.

He continues his hard strokes the whole time. Once my back is flat against his chest, his hand grips tightly into my hair, pulling my head to the side.

“Be careful what you wish for, Lux.” His tone is sinister, and while to most it would cause fear, to me it has me getting wetter.