Page 12 of Alpha's Unwilling Mate

Chapter Six

Raina

I woke up wrapped in Bastion James. One hairy thigh was thrown over my legs, while a palm cupped my breast, his fingers occasionally rubbing over my nipple even though he was asleep. I debated whether I wanted to move or stay right where I was. I wasn’t in my own bed, which meant Bastion must have brought me to his home. I closed my eyes and held in my groan.

I’d mated with him last night. There was no going back from the path I’d started down, and I didn’t really want to. That didn’t mean I wasn’t reeling with a million questions this morning. I should probably work on answers before I lost my head again, as happened whenever my mate touched me.

I held my breath and tensed to slide off the bed. Bastion’s arm tightened around me.

“Where you going?” His voice was deep, raspy from sleep.

Before I could answer, he tugged me even closer, so close his cock pressed along my ass. Just that quickly, I pushed back against him, rubbing wantonly along his length.

Bastion grunted, and I found myself on my hands and knees with his cock powering deep with one, hard stroke. I fisted the bedding and spread my legs wider so I could rock back into every thrust. His hands were firm, rough, and I enjoyed every caress. He covered me, his chest stroking my back, as if he couldn’t bear not having me against him.

His lips were on my neck, teeth and tongue, tasting me. One hand splayed over mine, our fingers entwined atop the covers. His other hand rode low on my belly, keeping my hips arched the way he wanted them. And his voice… That raspy, sexy voice sent shivers through me as he growled dirty things in my ear.

“Your pussy is so hot, so wet. Tighter than a fucking vise. I swear my dick found heaven and doesn’t ever want to leave. I want to go to sleep buried balls-deep in your cunt and wake up just the same.”

“Bastion.”

“I love the way you moan my name. Love those little mewling sounds you make when I hit just the right spot inside you.”

His hand slid lower until his fingertips brushed my clit. Then he grasped it between his thumb and forefinger and pinched. I came with a scream, my body bucking and rolling beneath him. My legs gave out, and I dropped to the bed, trapping his hand between my thighs. Bastion kept fucking. He adjusted his body to my new position and kept powering in and out of me, drawing out my orgasm, intensifying it until every inch of me felt electrically charged.

“Come again, Raina,” Bastion urged, surrounding my clit with two of his fingers and rubbing up and down. “Drown my cock. I want everyone to smell you on me for the rest of the day. Show them who I belong to, baby. Just like I’m going to fill this tight, little pussy with my cum. Then I’m going to pull my cock out and coat your ass in me. God, you’ve got the best fucking ass. I want to spread your cheeks and work my cock in.”

I shuddered as another orgasm went through me. I’d never thought of taking a man in my ass, but his words had me eager to try. It should have terrified me, or at least made me nervous, but there wasn’t anything he could mention I wouldn’t be willing to try. It scared me and excited me at the same time. How could one person make me feel so much?

“Bastion.” I didn’t scream his name. I barely managed to moan it as I came again and again.

He grunted in response, and I felt the hot splash of his cum inside me before his cock was gone. His seed hit the small of my back then higher before the head of his cock pressed between my cheeks, the tip kissing my anus. I caught my breath, wondering if he’d push inside, but he didn’t. He rested it there, coating me in him.

I expected him to drop over me or beside me. What I didn’t expect was to feel him rubbing his cum into my skin, making sure his scent, our scents, and the sex we’d shared would linger on me for the rest of the day. No shifter would get within a mile of me without smelling Bastion all over me. He placed a kiss on my shoulder then lay on the bed beside me. I turned my head and wasn’t surprised to find his gaze centered on mine. The man seemed hell bent on owning every inch of me.

“About this mating,” I began, and his eyes narrowed.

“You’re mine, Raina. We’ve very thoroughly mated one another.”

“We haven’t had a ceremony,” I reminded him, and a growl escaped his lips.

“Which is the only reason you’ll leave my bed before the end of the week.”

“You plan to keep me in bed all week?” I teased.

“This ceremony is for you and the tradition your elders hold to. As far as I’m concerned, you became mine the moment I touched you. Maybe, I need to keep you in my bed until you feel the same way.”

I lifted a brow at his arrogance. “Down, wolf boy. I’m not denying we’re mates. Though, I think we’ll have to have a talk about what that means.”

“I know perfectly well what it means. You’re mine.”

I snorted. “I’m not a possession.”

“You’re the only possession that matters to me.”

It was hard to find fault when he said things like that, when he looked at me the way he did. And God, the way he touched me.

“Bastion, I can’t spend a week in your bed. I have a job, a life, friends, my father.”

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