Filed to story: The Alpha King’s Intoxicating Mate
He grabbed me and then turned, laying me down on the grass as I stared at him. He bent down and sniffed my mound, his hands spreading my legs, and my dress was now hiked up to my upper thighs. He licked his lips as I stared up at him dazed. What was he going to…
“Kace” I whimpered, feeling his hand push aside the flimsy fabric of the thong.
I gave a cry as I felt his tongue slowly lick along my folds, my body shuddering wildly.
It felt so good. I instinctively tried to close my legs together, but his hands were like steel, refusing to let me move. I whimpered, his tongue sliding inside me, darting in and out, my back arching in pleasure. My hands dug into the grass. It felt like it was a sin, but it was too damn good to feel like I’d committed anything, my head turning side to side as the pleasure continued to grow. I wanted to feel something, but I wasn’t sure what. He began to circle my clit and my body arched, a low hiss coming out of my mouth.
“You taste delicious” he growled, beginning to lazily flick his tongue against my clit, causing me to cry out “f**k, I can’t get enough of tasting you.”
He leaned down even closer, beginning to lick and devour me as though he was starving of thirst, my body writhing on the grass, my cries growing even more shrill and louder. I was a sobbing and quivering mess. My legs were quivering. It felt like I was about to explode. I felt something coming. It felt like fireworks exploded behind my eyes. I screamed out Kace’s name, my orgasm ripping through me as I came, hard, against his tongue, my body tensing like a bow being strung. He lapped my juices before slowly pulling away, my body collapsing on the ground as I stared up at him in shock, my body pleasantly relaxed, an ache between my legs as I pressed my thighs together, wanting more.
I reached for him, but he stood, a grin on his face. “If you ever doubt that I want you, in that way,” he said deliberately “then I hoped that cleared things up. But I’m not going to take you, for your first time and I have no doubts it would be your first time” he added as I blushed and looked away “in the forest.”
He offered me his hand. I grabbed it and he helped me stand, brushing my dress off and then sighing at the amount of dirt and leaves clinging to me. I tried not to giggle.
“I guess that you’re going to need to shower and dress into something else. That dress is no longer suitable” he said mildly as I gaped at him.
He began to walk in the direction of the pack house, looking coolly over his shoulder “Are you coming? I can have the omegas find something more to your liking” he added and I grinned, moving forward, feeling much, much better.
Maybe my mate wasn’t so bad after all? Then again, only time would tell I mused, following him back to the house, a grin on my face.
Third Person POV
Ashton and Brynn stepped out from the shadows, Brynn’s hair was mussed, her dress slightly skewed and her eyes wide. She had a slight hole in one side of her stocking and her makeup was slightly smeared. She wiped her mouth, disconcerted by the angry look on Ashton’s face. They had been interrupted during a heavy make-out session as they heard King Kace and Leah have their little sexcapade not far from them as they hid in the shadows not wanting to be caught. They were downwind so their scent had remained hidden and Brynn had been shocked by what she had seen. King Kace had looked absolutely fierce as he fingered Leah. Like she was his and nobody else could go near her. How did Leah manage to snag the Alpha King? She was certain that the King would have rejected Leah for not having a wolf and yet, the man seemed to be enamoured with her. It made no sense. Brynn was angered that once again Leah seemed to be showing her up. She seethed, while Ashton looked as though he’d been run over by a truck or seen a ghost with how pale and shocked he was.
Ashton’s face was grim, his jaw clenched, his eyes flickering between his normal color and black. He was fighting for control. Brynn didn’t understand his anger. What was wrong with him? It couldn’t be because of what they had just seen, could it? After all, he had chosen to reject Leah, so why was he acting so upset about it now? He wanted to be the Alpha of the pack and be with her. Was he wishing that he had chosen that little slut instead? She felt apprehensive as she tugged on his sleeve, trying to get his attention. He looked down at her coldly.
“Ashton” she whined as he glowered at her “we need to go back to the marquee after I fix myself up. Don’t forget you promised to mark me” she added hatefully.
His jaw clenched. “f*****g w***e” he muttered as Brynn blinked at him.
Was he talking about Leah? He turned around and punched a tree, swearing as his knuckles turned raw and bloody. Brynn gasped. He swore loudly.
“Slut. Piece of s**t” he yelled and now Brynn was nervous. The last thing she needed was to be discovered looking like this. She tugged on his arm and forced him to move with her, towards the pack house.
“Ashton” she hissed “Have you lost your f*****g mind? She’s not your mate anymore, I am and you’re supposed to make me your chosen mate in front of everyone” she snapped in disgust.
The boy was acting like an i***t. She was angry that he still seemed to be hung up on Leah. What made her so special? She flipped her hair over her shoulder. She was still angry that her mother was down in the dungeons because of the little b***h. Ashton said nothing as she dragged him into the pack house and up to her room, crossing his arms and sulking as she dug around for fresh stockings and smoothed down her dress, redoing her hair and reapplying her makeup, until she was satisfied with the way she looked.
“Hurry up already” Ashton snarled “You’re wasting time” he added darkly as she scowled at him, applying the lipstick to her lips carefully as she shook her head at him.
“What the hell has gotten into you?” she said annoyed.
He was normally so patient and understanding when it came to her. Now he was acting like a complete bastard and she didn’t like it.
His nostrils flared but he didn’t answer. Brynn raised an eyebrow and carefully took a sniff as well. Of course. Leah had come back to the pack house to do the exact same thing she was doing. She rolled her eyes as she smelt Leah’s scent, knowing Ashton had picked up on it and that’s what was making him antsy. Could he be even more possessive? She put her hands on her hips “Ashton Grimshaw, stop acting like such an i***t. Leah’s mated to the Alpha King, do you really think that she’s going to turn that down for you?” she said cruelly, wanting him to take a reality check as he blinked at her.
“I’m not, that’s not why I’m angry” he protested moodily.
Yeah right, thought Brynn displeased. She wasn’t sure she wanted Ashton as her chosen mate now, but as she looked at him she felt a spurt of jealousy. She would be damned if Leah took this away from her too, even if she despised that Leah had managed to get herself mated to a damn Alpha King. Brynn would find a way to ruin that for her too, in the future.
“Whatever Ashton, whatever you have to tell yourself to make you happy,” Brynn said tiredly.
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