The Alpha's Unwanted Mate
The Alpha’s Unwanted Mate Chapter 56

“Good, but despite wanting to stay here, I won’t let you, you can have me before I leave you at the pack house though…”

Celeste frowned, “Why do I have to go though?”

“You’ll be introduced to the pack tomorrow night, getting to know them the night before is probably the best for you. Stop whining, I’m doing this for your own good.”

“But what if…what if they refuse to accept me?”

“Then they’ll be banish—I meant punished…”

“You can’t possibly punish them for not accepting someone, that wouldn’t be fair.”

“You’re their future Luna, Celeste…if they can accept me, then there’s no reason why they can’t accept you.”

“I’m weak and an omega…and I—”

“And you’re kindhearted and strong and smart…you refuse to see your strength, but I see it and I pray they’ll see it too…if not then they’ll be bani—punished.”

“I-I get the feeling that you really mean banished instead of punished…”

“No, I’d never banish my pack…” He lied, he would. “My mouth just slipped…”

“Sure?”

“Ye.” He stepped closer to her, cupping her cheeks. “How about I take care of your little problem now?”

“Zillon I—”

“Shhh…I want to, you won’t be here tonight and I want my scent all over you in that pack house…”

“T-That’s really not fair…everyone’s going to know we just had s.ex.”

“And so? I’m sure they f*ck too.”

“But are they broadcasting it?”

“That’s their choice.” He k!ssed at her forehead, then smiled down at her. “Your stuttering less now and you’re even more stubborn than you use to be.”

“That’s becau…it’s just becaus—”

“Are you getting used to this now? I meant us; together as mates.”

Celeste’s heart flipped like a dolphin in her chest as she nodded, eyes taking in the look of joy that appeared on his face. His smile was so beautiful, though his l!ps were barely curved, the bliss behind it was unimaginable.

It was contagious as well because Celeste found herself smiling back at him too. “Tomorrow I’ll be crossing the borders, I promised you a gift, I’ll buy it from those stupid humans.”

“Then can I come? I-I want to give you something as well.”

“Okay, I’d be delighted to have you accompany me.”

He lifted her face with the hands that had cupped it and leaned down, planting his l!ps against hers. Celeste’s heart started to mindlessly palpitate, not because of fear, but because of something she thought she’d never have…

Happiness.

Just the sight of Zillon always made her wonder off in search of joy, but now she had found it in his arms that held her in place and his l!ps that dumbed her.

The k!ss was gentle, his soft l!ps c@ressing hers with nothing but tendency, his hands fell from her cheeks, grabbing her h!ps as he took a step forward, urging her to take one back.

He continued until her back hit the wall, his arms caging her. The pace of the k!ss gradually quickening, the gentleness that had been in it now long gone and the heat that had been between her legs morphing into flames.

She grabbed at his shoulder, tipping on her toes in aid of getting more of him, but sadly that was when he pulled away. Her l!ps followed his until they couldn’t and breath after breath left her l!ps as she drowned in need. “Zillon…”

“Yes Kitten?”

“I…please.”

Zillon nodded, smirking down at her. “Tomorrow night, we’ll be official…your mark will be on my neck and I’d really want to know exactly where you’d bite. Show me.”

Celeste looked at his neck, pointing to the very part that connected it to his shoulder. “Here, I’d like to mark you here tomorrow.”

“Why not now?”

“But it’s mandatory to do it at the cerem—”

“You don’t have to bite me, Celeste. Have you never seen those beautiful red marks I always leave on you?”

Celeste nodded.

“Put one there, Kitten. Stake your claim.”

Celeste looked from his neck to his eyes, reluctance in her actions. “But I—”

“Go ahead, Kitten…mark me as yours.”

Slowly, hesitantly, Celeste leaned in, delicately k!ssing at his neck. It was her first time doing something like this, but the many times Zillon had done it to her was enough to teach her how to do it herself.

She su.cked profusely at the skin, then licked at it before pulling away. She then assessed her mark, pride undoubtedly filling her when the red spot showed bright on his skin. “I’m d-done.”

“Now it’s my turn.” Zillon gripped her h!ps, lifting her and instinctively her arms wrapped around his neck and her legs around his wa!st. “I’ve torn like two of your nightgowns already, but this one got lucky. There’s no reason for me to tear it, after all, it’s not in my way.”

He leaned in, burying his head between her neck as a hand of ran all the way up her thighs, shifting her drawers.

Was he going t—

Zillon’s readjusted her, guiding his c*ck to her entrance and ruthless entering. She cried out, fingers clawing at his back, toes curling in as raw pleasure glided through her.

His teeth extracted, she knew because she undoubtedly heard it and soon the night sped off into a distance, pleasure the only thing connecting the two.

That and their desire for each other.

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And I’ve made up my mind, no more smut until further notice……you’ll see.

Anyways, their relationship is growing and apart from that, Celeste’s going to the pack house tonight. Will the pack accept her or not…