Page 40 of The Bodyguard and the Alpha
Tonight, I would show her the true ecstasy that came from being mated to an Alpha. I would overwhelm her with pleasure. I would break down the mental barrier that she’d erected against me. And if the gods favoured me, I would plant my baby in her belly. I knew she had an implant, but nothing was foolproof. Luc had managed to impregnate his mate despite her birth control. But I would make sure that the doctor came to remove it, to give her body the best chance to be receptive to my seed.
A female doctor, whispered my human half.
Fuck. I rumbled my agreement. My doctor was male. No way any male was going to see any part of my mate’s body. I’d get Luc to tell me the name of the doctor he used for Caly. The opportunity to treat the Council President’s mate should be enough to encourage the doctor to the Palace. If that wasn’tenough, I’d pay any amount. I wanted my mate’s belly filled with my babe. No more waiting. No more denying.
But she’d finally noticed my cock, ready and leaking for her and she panicked. Subduing her physically would be easy, but I didn’t want her afraid. She needed reassurance. I paused, drawing on my other half the way he’d drawn on me for so many years. He wanted this as much as I did and he gave me the words.
“You will fit me,” I said. “You have my mate bite.”
“What?” Her eyes were wide, darting around the room as she looked for a way to escape.
“Look at me baby.” When her gaze settled on mine obediently, my cock jerked. Her obedience was so fucking sexy. “Shifter magic,” I said. “But if you’re not ready for all of me, I can partially shift.” Reluctantly I moved away from the bed, standing to my full height. I had told her the truth. Shifter magic, activated by the mate bite, would make her capable of taking me in any of my forms, but it was easy to see that it was too soon for that.
“You can do that?”
“Of course. I’m an Alpha.”
“Just… um… make yourself a little smaller,” she said, blushing.
“You like me like this?” I wanted to be sure. If she preferred me in my human form I would shift for her. Whatever my Pixie wanted, she would have.
“Yes, you’re hot.”
My growl of satisfaction filled the room. My mate liked my body. In time, she would learn that she could take me even at my full size, but I could wait.
The shift was easy. Just a thought and my body conformed to my wish. I was still giant by human standards, at over six and a half feet tall, my body heavily muscled. If I needed to fight, returning to my fighting form would take only a moment.
“Oh yes,” Electra sighed, heat returning to her eyes, the tightness easing from her body.
I pounced, moving faster than a human could ever hope to. One hand went to her torso, claws tearing fabric, baring her body to me in one move. The other went to her neck, my large hand circling the fragile column. Her breath caught and the scent of her arousal filled the air with sweetness.
Soon, I promised her. But first I wanted to see all of her.
My eyes roved downwards and it was my turn for breath to stutter in my chest. She took my breath away. Her slim body was toned and fit. If anything, she was too lean. I wanted to see a bit more weight on her, some healthy curves to nourish a child. Her breasts, gods, her breasts were full and perfect, the rosy nipples already forming tight buds, ready for my tongue. My eyes roved down, to the curve of her waist and the flare of her hips. Hips that would bear my babies. Soon. My cock jerked again at the thought. Finally, I dropped my eyes lower. To the raven curls that covered her sex.
My mouth watered. Another taste first. Even though I’d partially shifted, and I was no longer in my full fighting form, I was still big and it had been a long time for her since she’d been with a man. I’d made sure of that. Males had tried to come onto her time and time again, but I’d made it clear that she was off limits. None of them had ever had the opportunity to taste her sweetness, to feel the grip of her warm cunt around their cocks. From the moment she’d taken my hand in the interview roomfive years ago, she’d been mine. She may not have understood it. She may have denied it. But she was mine and no other male was to go anywhere near her.
Yes, another taste. I shifted back on my haunches and lowered my head, listening to the increase in her heartbeat as my thumb caressed her folds. She was already wet for me. Gently, I scraped a fang across her inner thigh. Elie practically vibrated underneath me and wetness coated my fingers. Fuck, she was perfect.
Need for her beat like a drum in my body, my chest heaving as though I’d sparred with my team for hours. Gently I took her bundle of sensitive nerves between my teeth, and her whole body jerked in reaction. My balls tightened. But it wasn’t time for my release yet. Not until I’d given her pleasure first.
“Bastien.” My name was a sigh. Her hands moved to my hair, her earlier fear forgotten. This was what she needed. What we both needed. I would give her so much pleasure and then when she couldn’t think I would push my fat dick inside her, right before I punched through her mental walls.
We were mates and I would not be denied. Every part of her belonged to me. Every sigh. Every smile. Everythought. I would surround her, consume her. I would worship her body first. Then, once her walls were down, I would soothe all her fears and she would never doubt me again.
Chapter 45
Electra
Bastien’s gaze dropped to my pussy. Could he see how wet I already was? From the way his nostrils flared, I knew he could scent me. And then one thumb caressed me, and… was that a fang on my thigh? My hands fisted the sheets as I fought the urge to grind against him. My core tightened. I was already embarrassingly close to orgasm, my thighs quivering with tension, coils quivering in my belly.
Teeth latched onto my clit and I breathed his name, my hands moving of their own accord to his hair. Gripping. Pulling. I needed more. My back arched, and one large hand moved under my bottom, lifting me closer to him.
And then his tongue was inside me, spearing me, curling inside. He touched a place that sparked sensations like fireworks. My hands gripped tighter. Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Don’t ever stop.
He stopped. Wtf? My eyes opened and I looked down. His eyes were wild. Feral. His chin was covered in my juices.
His voice purred in my mind.Baby, you taste so sweet. I’m going to eat you every day.
