Page 67 of Alpha's Hated Mate

The sight of her—my marked Luna on her knees, those blue eyes looking up at me with such desire—brings me dangerously close to the edge. I gently pull her off me.

“I need to be inside you when I come,” I rasp, my voice barely recognizable through the haze of desire.

I lift Saffron from her knees, ignoring the sharp protest of my injured ribs. Her slight weight is nothing compared to the overwhelming need to claim her. I guide her back on the bed, our lips never parting as we move in perfect tandem. When her legs hit the mattress, I ease her down, pausing only to remove her panties with a single, fluid motion.

“Spread your legs for me,” I command softly, my eyes locked on hers.

She complies without hesitation, opening herself to me. The sight of her—flushed and wet—sends a fresh surge of desire through my body.

I claim her mouth with my tongue while my hand travels down between her thighs, my fingers tracing the delicate folds of her slick heat.

“You’re so wet for me,” I murmur, circling my thumb around her swollen clit. “Is this all for your Alpha?”

Her hips buck up to meet my touch. “Yes, my Alpha,” she breathes. “All for you.”

I slowly press two fingers inside her, watching her face as she takes me in. Her inner walls clench around the invasion, hot and tight and perfect. I curl them upward, searching for that spot that makes her—

Saffron whimpers as her back arches off the bed, hands fisting the sheets beneath her. The sound travels straight to my already throbbing cock, making it twitch with anticipation.

“That’s it, my Luna,” I encourage, working my fingers deeper while my thumb assaults her sensitive clit. “Let me hear how good it feels.”

Her body responds instantly to my touch, her inner muscles squeezing my fingers as I thrust them in and out. I watch her face, captivated by every flutter of her eyelashes, every bite of herlower lip. The pain in my ribs fades to nothing compared to the pleasure of watching my Luna come undone.

“Please, Alpha,” she pleads. “I want all of you.”

I don’t waste a second, positioning myself between Saffron’s spread legs. My length strains against her entrance, seeking the heat I crave more than anything. I hold myself there for a moment, savoring the anticipation, the way her hips tilt upward, trying to take me in.

Pushing forward slowly, I watch my cock disappear into her tight heat inch by deliberate inch. She grips me like a vice, hot and wet and perfect.

“Fuck, Aydan—” Saffron gasps, her nails digging into my shoulders as I sink fully inside her.

Her back arches as I start to move with slow, deep thrusts. I establish a methodical rhythm, watching her face contort with pleasure as I bottom out inside her with each stroke. The wet, tight channel grips me like she is made for me, and perhaps she is—my fated mate, my Luna, my everything.

I lower my head to her breasts, capturing one rosy nipple between my lips. The taste of her skin is addictive; I suck hard enough to leave marks as I lavish attention on her sensitive flesh. I switch to the other breast, my tongue circling and teasing, drawing out more of those delicious sounds from deep within her. Her gasps turn to moans as I work her with my mouth and cock simultaneously.

“So perfect,” I rasp against her skin, circling her nipple with my tongue before pulling it between my teeth again. “You take me so well, Luna.”

Her walls spasm around me, milking my cock with a delicious friction that threatens to send me over the edge right then and there.

“Right there,” she pleads, her fingers tangling in my hair as I continue lavishing attention on her breasts. “Don’t stop, Alpha.”

I have no intention of stopping. I increase the pace slightly, my hips moving with more urgency. Every stroke brings us both closer to the edge, but I maintain control, determined to draw this out as long as possible. My mouth never leaves her breasts, sucking and biting, while my cock hits her deepest spot and causing her body to tremble beneath me.

“Come for me,” I command against her flushed skin, feeling her begin to tense around me. “Come on my cock, Luna.”

“Let go,” I urge against her flushed skin, grazing my teeth over her sensitive flesh. “Come for me, my Luna.”

As if my words alone could trigger her release, Saffron’s back arches sharply. Her inner walls clamp down on my length, as she cries out my name. The sensation of her release sends me over the edge, my own climax ripping through me with an intensity that leaves me shaking.

I thrust deep inside her one last time, spilling myself into her with a low groan. Our bodies remain locked together, riding out the aftershocks of our shared pleasure. Her arms wrap around me, holding me close, our hearts beating in unison.

As our breathing begins to slow, I lift my head to look into her sparkling blue eyes and her red hair spread across the sheets like liquid fire. The love and trust I see there is overwhelming, a reminder of why I fought so hard to declare her as my Luna, to claim her as mine in every way.

I lower my lips to hers with a soft, lingering kiss. The taste of her, the feel of her body beneath mine, the knowledge that she is my Luna—it’s everything I never knew I needed, everything I never knew I could have. And I will do everything in my power to protect it, to protect her, for as long as I live.

The setting sun paints the estate gardens in hues of amber and gold, casting long shadows across the manicured lawns. Saffron walks beside me, her hand in mine, her presence a steady warmth. The flowers of my family grounds seem to bow toward her as we pass, as if they too recognize her new status.

We both seem to enjoy the peaceful silence after visiting the pack healer, who patched up my wounds from the fight.

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