A Secret Alpha Mate
Chapter 62

(Jennifer)

Some warrior whose name I don't know escorts me, well, shoves me into one of the cells.

"This is a mistake and when I get out I will punish each and every one of you." He laughs,

"What's your name? I haven't seen you before, I'm a head warrior here, one of the best and you will f*****g pay."

"My name is Mick, and this is a direct order from the Alpha, warrior or not, anyone that tries to con the Alpha gets punished."

He slams the door and heads out before I can yell anything else at him.

My eyes adjust to the dim light and I look around the room, there was a thick mattress on the small bed and an actual duvet instead of the thin blanket and bare bed that was custom in most of the cells.

There was a jug of water and cups, toiletries, and a change of clothes. Silk pajama set? What the f**k was going on, was this all some sort of sick joke?

A joke, that was all I was reduced to, a sham Luna ceremony, everyone knew about except me.

I don't think I've ever been this angry, I was so close, how did they figure it out? I didn't make any mistakes, the timing was almost perfect, the potion worked flawlessly, I don't understand.

How did this get ruined? All this meticulous planning for nothing, all because of some omega, some rogue filth.

I can't stop shaking and I'm fighting with every fiber of my being not to change into my wolf, there was barely enough room in here and I couldn't risk harming the baby.

There was a way out of this.

One last final blood test. Mine against his. I could have my parents reach out to him again,

I would have to think of a way to explain it. I wonder if they would still take my side if they knew what I did. I could never tell them, as much as they wanted me to be Luna I wasn't sure if they would let me con my way into it. I couldn't risk it, I would come up with an excuse, they wouldn't have to know they would just have to help.

I just needed to talk to them, to get them down here. I had to get this as soon as possible. When Jackson inevitably visited I could steal a hair or something, that wouldn't be hard. I pace around trying to calm myself.

I could get out of this, I would get out of this and then I would make every single last person suffer.

Someone knocks at the door, was it, my parents, already?

Mick, that new warrior child came in with a hot tray of food.

"What is this?" I ask, staring at a tray filled with chicken, green beans, and mashed potatoes. This didn't look like the food that we served our prisoners.

That is, if we ever fed them.

"Luna's orders. She wants to make sure your baby is taken care of down here." The Luna taking pity on me? I almost laugh.

I throw the plate through the open door.

"F**k her." I spit.

"Suit yourself", Mick shrugs and slams the door behind him.

I must have fallen asleep at some point thinking of all the ways I could torture Isla in the future, she was going to die, no doubt about it, I just had to choose the best option. (Isla)

Jackson stalks towards me his eyes filled with l**t.

"I was worried this moment wouldn't ever happen." He whispers, "Stand up and turn around."

"O-okay," I was confused but did what he said. He began swiftly unbuttoning the tiny pearl buttons on the back of my dress.

"I have strict instructions from my mom not to ruin any part of your dress." My face flushes and I'm glad I'm facing away from him. Knowing his mom knew what was going to happen tonight made me embarrassed. The dress started to fall away and he runs his fingertips up my back, goosebumps erupting from his touch.

He runs his hands up to the nape of my neck and around the front to the sleeves of the dress, pulling them away from me. The dress slides down my body and he helps me step out of it.

"Turn around," He whispers in a husky voice, "I want to look at you."

I'm wearing a black thong and matching bralette, nothing special, but the way Jackson looked at me made it seem like it was the first time he has ever seen anyone naked.

"You, my love, are wearing entirely too much clothing. I don't want anything covering that perfect body of yours."

I reach back to take off my bralette, letting it fall to the floor next to my dress. My n*****s are already hard and my body is charged with desire.

Jackson loosens his tie and takes off his dress shoes, and jacket before walking towards me.

He kneels down and runs his hands between my thighs pushing them apart. He buries his face in between my legs and teases me, by running his tongue over my underwear making them soaking wet. "Goddess, you smell divine." He growls into my core and the vibrations make me moan.

His large hands reach up and cup and knead my breasts, my head falls back and I fight for balance reaching a hand out to steady myself, holding onto this hair.

One of his arms holds up my back as he pushes my underwear to the side with his tongue.

I gasp as his tongue enters me, my core tightening against it, his saliva mixing with my wetness.

He continues to knead my b****t and lightly tug at my n****e.

Pleasure started to build up between my legs.

Suddenly, he pulled out and I whimpered, feeling the loss of him in me immediately. He picks me up and lays me back on the bed looking me over. I felt so seen, so naked, I moved to cover myself. His hands met mine and he pushed them above my head.

Lowering himself down so his lips were on mine, "Don't ever feel self-conscious with me, you belong to me, we belong to each other." He said his lips brushing mine with every word, "You were made for me." "You are beautiful, Isla. I am so in love with you."

I grabbed the back of his head and tangled his hair in my hands pulling him close. I needed to kiss him, his lips found mine and passionately answered.

In the kiss was everything I felt for him. My longing, desire, eagerness, and desperation. I tried to convey it to him and his response showed me I had.

He kissed me back eager, opening my mouth and slipping his tongue in, exploring every part of my mouth.

He breaks away and steps back unbuttoning his shirt, he dims the lights coming back to me with nothing but his boxers on. Propping himself on top of me I run my hands up and down his abs and broad chest appreciatively. Rock hard and rippling beneath his warm skin, I wanted to memorize every single part of him.

He takes one n****e in his mouth and swirls his tongue around it, my back arches in pleasure. His other hand pushes me back to the bed and holds me there. Once he's satisfied I won't move he slides my underwear fully off. As he moves to the other breast, he swirls a finger around my juices and inserts it swiftly into me. I clench and moan at the sudden feeling, wanting more.

He moves his finger out of me and inserts a different one coating it with my flowing wetness.

"Relax baby, I'm going to put two in this time." He pulls his mouth away from my breast and says. I nod and he inserts both fingers.

I take a sharp inhale of breath as my walls stretch to accommodate him, a slightly uncomfortable feeling as he slowly moves them around.

"Is that okay?' He whispers. I nod.

That was all the encouragement it took from him to start pulling them out and pushing them in, flicking at my center, and using his thumb to rub my c**t.

I moan and writhe beneath it, barely able to contain myself, the pleasure that was building was so intense. A slow burn that suddenly turned into a fire.

He took my n****e back in his mouth and bit it, pushing me over the edge. I moaned his name as an o****m hit, starting at my core and radiating through me. He pulled back from my breast and watched me ride out the o****m, letting out a low growl.

"That's it, Isla, moan for me, baby." I didn't feel self-conscious anymore. I wanted him to see my body, see what he was doing to me.

When I came down he pulled his fingers out and put one in my mouth, I sucked at it, tasting myself for the first time.

"I want you to taste what I do to you." He purred in my ear and he pulled his finger out of my mouth and put the other one in his.

"You taste like nothing I've ever tasted before, I want to have this every day from here to eternity." I breathed out, wanting more of him, wanting to taste him.

I got up and pushed him slightly back so I was positioned over him, he leaned back on his elbows and studied me hungrily.

My hands shook as I pulled down his boxers and his long d**k sprang upward. I took his shaft in both of my hands and started rubbing it up and down, focusing on him.

His head fell back on the pillow behind him and he groaned, "f**k Isla."

Knowing I could make him feel like that made me turned on even more, drops of him started leaking out of his throbbing head. I leaned down and licked it off, he hissed in pleasure and sat up to look at me.

I made eye contact with him as I took his entire head into my mouth and gently sucked and licked while my hands ran up his entire length.

He moaned my name and laid back again, I was getting wetter hearing what I was doing to him. I repositioned myself and started rubbing myself on his leg, craving some friction, some release.

"I need you." I moan as I pull away from him. That was all I had to say.

Before I could move, he repositions us so he's laying on top of me, his large head gliding over the entire length of my opening, coating it with my wetness.

"Are you ready?"

"Please, Jackson. I need you." I did need him, I needed him in ways I've never needed anything before. I had to get as close to him as physically possible.

"Take a deep breath and try to relax, it will hurt a little bit in the beginning." I nodded, trying not to think of the pain and took a deep breath.

The head of his d**k pushed into me and I gasped slamming my eyes shut.

"Breathe, baby, look at me, focus on me." I open my eyes and study his face, filled with worry and love.

He never took his eyes off mine as he slowly pushed his length into me. I gasped as a searing pain ripped through me, digging my fingers into his arms. I didn't know if I could do this, I tried to move but the pain intensified. "Isla, it will get better, the worst part is over." He settles himself on his elbows and brushes the tears from my cheeks that I didn't realize I shed.

"O-okay." I tried to breathe, the pain was subsiding but still there.

"I'm going to move slowly, I promise it will get better." I nod, scared of making any sudden movements.

He slowly pulled out of me and the pain intensified again. I focused on breathing but it was hard, my breath was coming out short and I couldn't stop it. He pushed back into me and dull sparks mixed with the pain.

The second time he pulled out the pain was barely recognizable, pleasure that I've never felt before was taking over and intensifying. My breath caught in my mouth.

He thrust back in and I moaned as he filled me completely

"Jackson." I sighed breathlessly,

He took the encouragement and continued to rhythmically thrust in and out of me. Pleasure started to build up immediately, with every pump it intensified, more than anything I felt before, any o****m he gave me before was nothing compared to this. Jackson kissed me deeply and I struggled for air, moaning against his lips.

My o****m hit like fireworks, every cell in my body was buzzing and I started seeing black spots. The sounds coming out of my mouth were like nothing I'd heard before, I couldn't form a word, I couldn't form a thought, my body was completely consumed with intense pleasure. With Jackson.

He let out a low growl against my lips, "f**k, Isla you feel so good." My inner walls were clenching against his length.

I finally caught my breath, exhausted and exuberated at the same time. My body felt awake but my mind was mush. "Ready for another one?" He growled into my ear and grazed my marking spot, sending shivers down my body.

He moved onto his back without leaving me, so I was laying on top of him.

I moved to sit and gasped, he somehow felt deeper in me.

"Isla, you are beautiful." He looked at me and ran his hands over my curves and took one b****t in each hand kneading them. I moaned and started moving up and down on him, he hissed in pleasure and flicked my n*****s. I already felt another o****m building up. He held onto my hips and helped lift me up, thrusting upwards. If it weren't for his hands holding me up I knew I wouldn't be able to keep myself up.

He sat up and pulled me close to him, so my n*****s ran against his hard chest with every motion. He grabbed the back of my neck with one hand and pulled my lips to his.

His motions slowed down and I grabbed the back of his neck in my hands, grasping fistfuls of hair to get him closer. I loved this man and I wanted to show him how much I needed him.

I moved my hips up and down his length, our moans mixing together. He held me close to him and matched my pace, speeding up.

Another o****m tore through me, I grasped onto arms, his shoulders, anything I could for support. My nails ran down his back. My forehead fell to his, I went limp as I tried to make sense of anything but the pleasure.

He brushed my hair to the side and licked my marking spot, I moaned involuntarily and he smiles against me, he bit down on me and searing pain shook my body, followed by an intense amount of pleasure. My vision went black for a second and all I knew was Jackson.

"Jackson." I kept repeating his name, but it probably didn't sound like anything. My walls clenched around him and I rode out the start of another o****m before my last one even ended. My wetness was dripping down him, onto his thighs. With our sweat and juices mixing together, I wanted to taste him.

"Isla" He grunted, after removing his teeth and licking my mark, I knew he was close.

Mark him

She didn't have to tell me twice I pushed his head to the side and slid my tongue over his marking spot. His salty sweat tasted delicious to me, I licked him once more before extending my canines and biting on his marking spot as he had done. His roar shook the room.

He grabbed my hips as he thrust upwards with such force I swear he was at the entrance of my uterus. His grunting became faster and more guttural. Sounding primitive, fueled by l**t and desire.

I felt him explode inside of me, wave after wave. I fought to keep my teeth in him.

Once his motions slowed, I licked his marking spot. The only sounds were us breathing, I rested my forehead to his.

"You're mine forever now." He whispered into my lips before capturing them with his. We shared a passionate, gentle kiss while he was still inside of me.

"I wouldn't have it any other way."