Page 69 of Mating at Midnight: Book 1

“Such as?” I urged.

“Such as, within our Pack some members are chosen as guardians of another kind. It seems that the God’s have chosen me as Crown’s, and just like any other member of my Pack, I will forever protect him.”

Now that made sense, in a way. I’ve seen how protective she is over Crown. Being an Ancient, Alpha Lightfeather must have sensed her connection, which is why he safeguards the fawn as well. I’ve never seen anything like this within our Pack, but now I’m curious to know if I am a guardian too.

So many revelations have come to light today. My mother and Megan’s deceit, Nyah’s destined wolf emerging, and to know that we could be guardians to those we normally see as prey.

Although I have many questions, the main one that sits at the top of my mind is why hasn’t my destined wolf shown himself yet? I’ve been through some crazy shit in the past, nothing life harrowing as what Nyah went through. Shit like that starts to put negative thoughts in my mind.What if my destined wolf never appears? Does that make me a lesser mate? Will Nyah and her wolf still want to be mated with me?Am I really the mate that she needs? I’m a strong-minded no-nonsense type of person who is ready to take over the world, but when it comes to this mating aspect, this is foreign territory to me. I thought once you were mated, that was it. This whole destined wolf popping out is something my father never told me. I guess he and I will have a talk about it tomorrow.

As if she could hear my thoughts, Nyah says, “You are who the God’s chose for me and because of that, we will forever be mated. You are my Alpha King, and I am your Alpha Queen.”

“But, Nyah what if...” Nyah cuts off my words, pressing her fingers against my lips.

“There are no what if’s, Braxton. We’re mated and nothing else needs to be said. Whatever doubts you have brewing in that handsome head of yours, ignore that shit. We,” she moves her finger between the two of us. “We are one. Nothing and no one can come between that. Trust me, your destined wolf will wreak havoc when the time is right.”

Raising my eyebrow, I ask, “And how do you know that?”

Nyah softly pinches my chin to pull my mouth closer to hers. “Because look at everything we have been through in the short span of time of knowing each other. After all of that, here we are still together. Lies, accusations, and other bullshit won’t tear us apart. I’m willing to go through the pits of Hell for my mate, are you willing to do the same?”

“I will walk, crawl through whatever it takes to keep you safe,” I swear.

Nyah backs up from me. When she reaches the edge of the table, she hops on top of it. “If you’re willing to do whatever, then come over here and make your Queen call out your name.”

Chapter 37

Nyah

I knew I was poking the wolf when I hopped my ass up on that table but damn it I wanted my mate buried deep inside of me. Dinner and getting the stuff out of the shed could wait. We need this. Thinking that putting it off until after dinner was a huge mistake on my part. Now is the time for us to release the tension from today, then spend the rest of the night making wild passionate love under the stars.

Scooting back, I rest my elbows on the table. Braxton keeps his eyes on mine until I bend my knees and plant my feet on the table. Letting my legs fall apart, Braxton looks down at my saturated pussy.

I almost slammed my legs together when his eyes swiftly cut to me as they changed to the color of his wolf. He snarls with his canines extracted.

In the back of my mind, I know Braxton would never inflict any type of pain on me but after seeing the points of his teeth, I don’t know if me or my clit could survive being punctured by one of them.

Through his teeth, canines, and his eyes reflecting his wolf’s, Braxton says, “I’m starving.”

Braxton drops to his knees, then loops his arms under legs. He pulls me closer to the end of the table, then drapes my legs over his shoulders.

He leans forward and places his nose just above my clit. Every time he breathes in, then exhales his warm breath against my sensitive nub, it gets harder. Braxton mischievously smiles at me as he spreads my pussy lips, then begins to tease my clit with the tip of his tongue.

“Damn,” I purr, closing my eyes and lying back.

Braxton latches onto the swollen nub and gently sucks as if it’s his personal adult pacifier. His gentleness suddenly turns into an oral assault when Braxton alternates sucking and flicking my clit. Instead of one, he glides two fingers inside me, tickling my G-spot.

“Braxton,” I cry with my knees cinching the sides of his head like a vise as I cum.

Braxton ceases his movements, removing his mouth away from my lady parts. He laughs as I go back onto my elbows and raise my pelvis for him to continue.

“You wanted me to make you call out my name, and I agreed to your wishes,” he declares. “But I had my own terms.”

With the little energy I have left, I raise my head and ask him, “And what are those?”

Like Jimi Hendrix playing his guitar at Woodstock, Braxton plucks away at my clit, creating a melody for only the two of us.

Before I knew it, my body was exploding again. With my eyes closed, I see stars dancing in the darkness. At this point, I don’t know if I can endure another mind-blowing climax.

Removing my legs from his shoulders, Braxton rises. His mustache and beard glistens from my essence, which I find sexy as Hell. Whatever doubts I had before are replaced by the image in front of me.

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