“As alpha of Oak Fur, I welcome you, Kaylee Kingsley, as a functioning member of this pack, and look forward to the day you find your mate. Your parents would be so proud of you.” My father gives Kaylee a hug, his face full of smiles as the pack cheers once more, chanting Kaylee’s name over and over again. I smile, watching my future beta be surrounded by others, pride swelling inside me that I chalk up to being an alpha watching over his people.
“I am going to go dance with my friends.” Marilyn’s voice pulls me away from watching the birthday girl, and I turn to give my girlfriend my full attention. A scowl is displayed on her face as she sends a glare towards Kaylee. Once again, I find myself wanting to growl—this time at the girl in my arms for disrespecting Kaylee—but stop myself. Something is seriously wrong with me.
After telling Marilyn to have fun, I let her go and decide to mingle with the crowd. The music grows louder as the party is in full swing. Wolves dance in time to the current song or make their way to the table full of food the omegas cooked. I find myself subconsciously searching for my mate, but stop myself just before I reach the source of the cinnamon and sugar scent and rush towards the other side of the room. I can’t put my packin danger of Blood Oath just because my instinct demands I fuck and claim what is rightfully mine.
After an hour of playing cat and mouse with my mate while doing my duties as future alpha, I decide enough is enough and sneak out the back door to get some much-needed fresh air. The late May wind is surprisingly chilly, but I accept it. It blows away the addictive scent that has been driving me insane and clears my mind long enough for me to think.
“Lu-Lucas?” A shocked yet melodious voice calls out my name, making me shiver. That scent that I both want to cover myself in yet have been avoiding all night wraps around me, and I feel my resolve shaking. Deciding I need to be the alpha I am meant to be and put my pack first, I turn around, ready to reject the woman the goddess chose for me, only to become shocked myself.
“Kay-Kaylee?” I whisper in disbelief, her big blue eyes staring into mine. The words I want to say are stuck in my throat and without thinking, I rush towards the woman the goddess has paired me with, pulling her flush against my chest. Her lips taste as sweet as her scent smells—like cinnamon sugar. Her body fits perfectly to mine. I knew the moment that I did not reject her that I would become addicted—and I was right.
My hand moves to cup her perfectly plump ass, squeezing it gently and earning myself a little moan from her mouth that I want to feel wrapped around my hard cock. My tongue darts into her mouth, tasting that sweet, sweet cinnamon sugar taste as I step closer, needing to feel her pressed further into me. This seems to be the wrong move, as we lose our balance and Kaylee and I land in the mud pile that is in the middle of becoming a vegetable garden for the pack.
“I am so sorry,” I laugh, pulling away to look at Kaylee, now covered in mud, who gives me a glare.
“No, you’re not. You’re used to pushing me into the mud,” she teases back, her glare changing into a playful smirk. I grin, standing to my feet and helping my mate up. She is right, though. I am used to pushing Kaylee into mud during training and sparring days. Used to grappling her body and throwing her around, or feeling her straddle my lap. Usually, this is followed by a punch to the face, but today I hope it ends with her screaming my name as I fill her.
“How about I make it up to you with a shower for two?” My words are said before I can think, and a blush creeps along Kaylee’s beautiful face. She nods, her eyes staring into mine, and I swear I can see just as much want and need for me as I feel for her. Without a second thought, I scoop Kaylee into my arms and carry her toward the back of the pack house. Using the kitchen entrance, I sneak the two of us inside and up the stairs, right to my bedroom. Kaylee is giggling the whole way, her arms wrapped around my neck as she peppers kisses along my skin, making me moan and my cock twitch. The need to be buried inside her is one I am fully ready to act on.
Passing the bed, I carry Kaylee into the bathroom, where I promptly sit her on the counter before smashing my lips to hers. She moans, the sound nearly sending me over the edge. Deciding our clothes are in the way, my nails turn to claws and I shred the now muddied dress from her body. This causes Kaylee to pull away in shock, but I growl, my left hand cupping the back of her head and returning her lips to mine. I am the one in charge here.
[We should slow down,] Kaylee links me as her lips move in sync with mine. A purr escapes my throat at how husky her voicesounds. How I can smell her arousal and need to be filled by me and me alone. Pulling away, I trail my lips along her jaw and down to the crook of her neck—the spot where my mark should sit for all to see that Kaylee belongs to me.
“We need to shower the mud off,” she whimpers as I nip and lick the sensitive skin. I ignore her words, too focused on tasting her skin which also tastes like cinnamon and sugar. Goddess, she will be my undoing.
My hands have a mind of their own, as one moves to fondle her left breast. The soft mound feels like putty in my hand and as I flick the hard bud of her nipple, Kaylee lets out another soft moan that sounds like heaven to me, and her fingers move to clutch at my hair. I smirk, the scent of her arousal growing, making me wonder just how wet she feels. My free hand moves lower, trailing along her skin until I find the one place my twitching cock wishes to be. She is already soaking wet, her body ready to be penetrated and dominated by me. Good.
I slowly move my index finger inside her, feeling how tight and hot she is. I wonder if Kaylee is a virgin, and if by chance she was saving herself for her mate—for me. My cock twitches at the thought that I will be the first to fuck her senseless and fill her tight pussy with my cum, and the need to claim her grows. I need her now!
Pulling my finger out from inside her, I lick her juices from my fingers, staring into her eyes as I do so and watch as her blush grows darker. She is definitely a virgin from that response.
Lifting her from the bathroom sink counter, I carry Kaylee to my shower. She clings to me, her arms and legs wrapped around mybody, and I relish in the feel of her breasts pressed to my chest, but I know they would feel better with my clothes off.
“Put your feet down,” I mumble against her neck, getting a small nod before I feel her legs unwrap themselves from my body. I pull away from the spot I have been lavishing attention to, noticing the bright purple hickey where my mark should go on her fair skin. With quick movements, I remove my clothes and throw them out onto the bathroom floor before closing the glass door to the shower and pulling Kaylee flush against me.
I was right. Feeling her naked flesh against mine is better than I could ever imagine.
“My room is soundproof, so scream as much as you want,” I whisper into her ear, reaching around her to turn the shower on. She shivers, the mate bond making her submit to me. Good. I am her mate and alpha. She should submit to me, and let me fill her every night after we have a long day of running the pack.
The water is cold at first, causing Kaylee to squeal in surprise and me to laugh as it comes to temperature. She calls me a jerk and I smirk, pushing her body against the tiled wall and trailing kisses from her lips to her perfect breast. I claim the right nipple in my mouth, sucking and rolling the hard bud between my teeth. She moans, her body writhing against me as I switch to the next breast, repeating the same motions. After showing her just how mean I can be, I grab her hand and place it on my cock, pulling away to watch her blue eyes filled with lust widen.
“Be ready to accept this inside you after we clean one another,” I growl out, my voice deep and husky. She nods, her skin flushed as I push a finger inside her soaking pussy and slowly massage inside her. I need her to loosen up, and the best way is to makeher orgasm—which I don’t have to wait long for. Kaylee tilts her head back as I add a third finger inside her, her hips grinding in time to my fingers moving in a come-hither motion. Her walls clamp over them as she screams my name, and I shiver, relishing in the feeling and the way my name sounds coming through her lust-filled moans.
As she comes down from her high, I pull my fingers out from her again, and once more I bring them to my lips, tasting her cum and cleaning them of her juices. She watches me with a wide gaze until I kiss her, allowing her to taste herself on my lips. She is mine.
No words are spoken when I pull away from the kiss and take my shower gel from the shelf. I squirt a nice glob onto my hands before I begin to bathe Kaylee. I massage the soap into her skin, making sure to tease her nipples and grope her ass as I do so. Her hands aren’t idle either. She takes the shower gel and squirts it into her hand while mine are on her ass, before bathing me as well. She avoids my cock, the appendage twitching and needing to feel any part of her on it. Then she surprises me.
Kaylee gets on her knees, her soap-covered hands on my ass while she stares into my eyes. Before I can ask what she is doing, she kisses the tip of my cock, making me hiss with how good it feels. Her tongue flicks tentatively out to lick the water from my tip before her lips are around me. Her mouth feels so good as she sucks me off, her tongue moving slowly. She continues to move her soapy hands around my ass and hips, while her mouth works my cock. It is not enough. I need to be inside her.
Curling her hair around my hand, I lightly tug and force her to release my cock with a pop. She stands and I smash my lips to hers.
“Bend over, now!” I order with a growl, filled with lust as I end the kiss. Her eyes open with shock at what I just said, her breath fast and heavy.
“But we are in the shower,” she states. A dark chuckle rumbles in my chest as I carefully turn her to face the wall, my lips pressed against her shoulder while I slip an arm around her waist and between her legs.
“Exactly. There is no better place for me to claim you.” She blushes at my words as I guide her to bend forward, her legs slightly bent at the knee. She is so vulnerable right now, her body bare for my eyes only. Positioning myself just right, I run the tip of my cock along the seam of her wet pussy, dragging out a moan from her lips.
“Be gentle. This is my first time,” she pleads, as I position myself at her entrance.
