Page 2 of Alpha's Fate

“It’s just so hard to deal with all of this at once. There are just so many things happening right now and almost all of them are frustrating.” Cora rolled onto her back, stretching. “Thank you. I needed that more than I realized.” She smiled and I leaned in to kiss her, brushing the hair from her cheek.

“I know. I’m sorry I can’t help more.” I said, but she just giggled.

“That would defeat the point just a little bit anyways,” she smiled up at me. “After all, most of my problem is that I’m trying to fight the patriarchy here.”

“I guess that a man jumping up to save you would be problematic when you put it that way,” I joked, earning a laugh from her.

“Yeah, it would. But I appreciate the thought.” She smiled again, leaning up to kiss me again, pulling at my shirt carefully. I pulled it off before stripping the rest of my clothes, climbing into the bed next to her just to hold her for a while. It was intensely important to me to have this kind of closeness with her- a non-sexual intimacy. This, though, was all about her and she turned to look at me. “I could really go for some stress relief of a different kind.” She said, giving me that flirty smile I loved so much.

“I will never turn that down.” I teased back, rolling her onto her back. With gentle hands I urged her to spread her legs so I could slot myself between them. I leaned in to kiss her softly, running my fingers through that gorgeous raven hair of hers. We indulged in the kiss languidly as my fingers moved to slowly caress her skin, from her breasts to her waist and down to her sex.

By the time I broke the kiss off she was moaning softly, one hand over her head and the other gripping the pillow her head was laying on. My lips moved to graze her skin as I slowly made my way down between her legs. Once I reached her mound I moved to lick a slow stripe up to her center. I gently took it between my lips, sucking slowly as she moaned, wrapping her legs around my neck. As many times as I’d done this before I never failed to revel in her reactions.

She was so vocal and uninhibited as I worked, back arching as I moved my tongue slowly around her bud. It was so gorgeous- I could indulge in this forever without my own satisfaction just tohear her cry out my name. Mine. I was hers and that was enough satisfaction for me.

I slid a finger into her slowly, moving it slowly. Just like she liked I slid a second and then a third and pumped them into her as I worked my tongue. This was designed to get her going, to make her want it so bad she couldn’t handle it. In the end the longer it was teased the better the orgasm was and she clearly needed the release. With that thought in mind I was careful to ramp up slowly, curling my fingers slowly to stroke her from the inside.

It was driving me insane. The begging and writhing she was doing was killing me slowly. She was dripping for me, turned on like only this could get her going. Her voice was so perfect. I finally reached down and took myself in my hand, pumping slowly as I worked her over. I didn’t want to finish before she did, so I kept the pace slow and steady, matching the pace of my lips and tongue moving over her center.

“Weston please,” Cora pleaded, and I looked up at her where she was watching me. “Need you,” she reached for me, and I climbed up to greet her, wiping my mouth before I kissed her softly. I moved to guide my erection into her body, starting up a slow pace as we kissed. As much as she needed me I needed her just as badly. This kind of intimacy made me helpless in the wake of our lust, our love. It was magical to sleep with her. I couldn’t get the image of her covered in that silver, crystalline rain out of my head whenever we made love.

I ramped up the pace as slowly as I could manage. It was always hard for me to not rush into it, but again, this was about her. Cora’s pleasure was my own and she needed this more than I did. Her pleading moans let me know that I was doing a good job. I let the sounds of her pleasure reverberate in my mouth as we kept the connection of the kiss. My lips moved against hers,tender and languid, and I felt her hands tangle into my hair to keep us close.

Cora’s legs made their way around my waist and I moved faster- that was her signal that she needed more when she couldn’t speak. Getting to know her body and desires made the sex better every time, increasing my ability to pleasure her. I thrust into her faster, chasing a high now. I could sense from her scent that she was ready, so I pulled away to balance on one hand while I reached down between us to gently massage her.

Cora cried out in pleasure, arching off the bed as I touched her. There was nothing that turned me on more than seeing her like this- dripping for me, arched in pleasure, head thrown back with one hand in my hair and the other gripping the sheets. She was stunning. My eyes focused on her face, gauging her reactions as I pumped into her harder to show her how much I loved her. I needed this closeness as much as her. She finally came with a cry of pleasure and my name on her lips. I followed soon after, slowing as we rode out the high of an incredible orgasm. She fell limp on the bed and smiled up at me, pulling me in for another kiss before she rolled us over so she was sitting on my lap.

“That was amazing, babe.” She murmured, stroking my cheek and running her fingers through my hair slowly. “I love you, Weston Silverstreak.”

“I love you too, Cora Onyxian. I love you with all my heart.” I gently ran my hands down her sides and to her hips, watching her with pupils blown wide. She was all I could see, my entire world in one perfect body. I never thought I could feel like this. There was nothing that could have prepared me for being mated, my life revolving around this beautiful creature that my heart beat for. No matter what anyone had said about being mated I’d never dreamed I’d be so lucky.

The life I had always dreamed of was coming true with Cora. Our problems aside, here, alone in my home, in bed withCora, everything melted away into the background. None of the stresses of life were there. None of my worries were reality in here.

“I want to see you,” Cora got up and drew the curtains closed before turning on a light. She moved to sit on the edge of the bed, placing her hand on my stomach. After a moment Cora giggled softly and fixed my hair from where it was probably a disaster from her fingers pulling at it while we made love. “I love that look on your face, you know. When you look at me after sex. You look at me like I’m a goddess- like I’m this heavenly creature you can’t stand to look away from.”

“Well, you are. My Goddess, my world. My everything. Everything I do is to fight for you, for us. Whatever happens I know I’ll be alright if I can just see you.” I murmured, reaching up to stroke her cheek.

Chapter three

Cora

My heart nearly burst when Weston talked about me the way he was. My heart always quickened, and I felt myself falling ever further for the man in front of me. I moved over the bed and down his body, stroking him back to hardness. We could go all night and tonight I was dedicated to doing just that. I moved between his legs and licked up from the base to the tip of him, keeping my eyes locked with him. He loved to keep eyecontact. Weston had once admitted that it was hot because he could see that it was me, that I wanted to do this for him just to make him feel good. It seemed very normal to me to reciprocate the gifts he gave me sexually, but it always seemed that he was enthralled with the idea that it was me.

I sucked the tip into my mouth slowly, watching him watch me. I moaned softly around him, watching him shudder at the vibrations sent through his body from my throat. I moved my mouth down slowly, taking my time with him both to draw it out as he’d done for me and to get my mouth and throat used to it. I couldn’t just dive in like some people, I needed an adjustment period. My tongue moved around him as I sucked him further into my mouth, starting to bob my head slowly. Each time I moved down I took a little bit more of his erection into my mouth, watching him start to moan and curse.

It took me some time to be able to get his whole erection into my mouth and throat, but once I relaxed enough, I spent a good amount of time pleasuring him like this. I knew he loved it. We’d had discussions about what we liked, and he’d admitted to me that this was something that really turned him on. Luckily it worked for me too. Watching him watch me was my favorite part. Like he couldn’t take his eyes off of me, like he was worshiping me. My mouth and tongue moved of their own accord and adjusted as his face shifted and moved, every micro expression proving to me that I was doing a good job.

I kept going like that until he reached down to tug my hair, pulling me up once again. Without any urging I moved over him, sliding down on him until I was filled to the hilt. I didn’t start slowly like he had- we had already done that. I moved over him harder and faster, my hips rolling into his as I moved over him. I took my pleasure from him as much as he did from me. It was a mutual exchange between us. I loved it.

My hands planted on his chest as I rode him, letting my body tighten around him as it pleased. Every time he brushed against that spot deep inside of me I’d jerk slightly, squeezing him tight from the core of myself. I kept moving and he reached up to cup my breasts, massaging them gently before turning his attention to my nipples. A low moan of approval left my lips and he managed to sit up to kiss and suck at one of them gently as he rolled the other between his fingers slowly. When I felt the small nip at my nipple I let out a cry of pleasure, arching my back and letting my head fall back. Once he was sat up I could feel him better. His body brushes against my bud as I move, and I panted with need.

“Don’t stop,” I demanded, wrapping one arm around him while I kept the pace quick and rough. At this point I was bouncing in his lap, forcing him deep into my body as I moved. Every part of him was deep in my soul, reaching places in me I never knew could be reached before. Everything about him was perfect, including this.

My lifeblood flowed through me as he switched to pay attention to the other nipple, licking it roughly and then gently biting at my nipple. It felt amazing and I loved how his mouth could bring me to the edge no matter where his lips were. He moved up to my neck, kissing and nibbling at the skin at the crook of my neck. It was amazing how such simple touches could mean so much to me. I felt his hand on my breast, I felt the other rub against his chest, and I felt him inside me as I rode him harder and faster. I loved it. I loved everything about this. It was stunning to me how much I needed him when I had never needed anyone before him and I would never need anyone after.

It wasn’t long before I reached orgasm for the second time that night. I felt him pulse inside me as I slowed to a stop in his lap, shivering with the aftershocks of it. Everything felt so good, so sensitive after that. I rested against his chest and he planted hishands on the bed behind me to stabilize us. After a few moments of that I pushed him down so I could roll off of him and cuddle up to his chest.

“I don’t know how it just keeps getting better.” Weston said, and I could hear the smile and amusement in his voice. I giggled softly at that, kissing his chest once.

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