The Alpha's Unwanted Mate
The Alpha’s Unwanted Mate Chapter 62

Celeste found herself in the bathroom just minutes after she woke up. Last night, Zillon had made a mess out of her again.

He hadn’t been rough, his thrusts were so slow and lengthy, she could feel every inch of him. The way he slid against her walls was magical and his l!ps that had been on hers, his hands that had been all over her body, everything was so ethereal, especially the pleasure.

She couldn’t stop m0aning, she screamed a lot too, totally forgetting that Liam and Fredd were just downstairs. Now was when she felt ashamed of herself, but it was all Zillon’s fault, he shouldn’t have been so thorough while making love to her, he shouldn’t have done it so god damn good.

He was too much of a pro when it came on to se*x, he knew her body as though it was his, then again, it was his…she was his, utterly and irrevocably his.

Turning off the water, Celeste stepped out of the shower, water dripping down her arm as she drew for the towel, using it to dry her body and hair. She then reached for the clothes she had brought along with her and after putting them on, she stepped out of the bathroom and back down the hall to Zillon’s room.

When she got in, she realized that he was now awake, his eyes already fixated on her. She smiled. “Morning Zillon.”

“How about seductively calling me alpha like you did last night?”

“I…no.” Celeste shook her head, her cheeks going red. “Last night…last night…what if your f-friends heard?”

“My friends are idiots, and what if they heard? At least now they truly know who you belong to…”

“But Zi—”

“Shhh, I don’t care about them.” He gestured her towards him, squinting his eyes. “Come here, why did you have to shower so early? My scent’s gone now.”

“Be-because it’s embarrassing to walk around and let everyone know that we mated.”

“Are you saying you’re ashamed of letting everyone know you’re mine?”

Celeste shook her. “No.”

“Then come here.”

Celeste hesitantly walked over to the bed, sitting at the very edge of it. Zillon rolled closer to her, wrapping an arm around her waist. “Lay with me for a bit.”

“But Liam said he wanted breakfast.”

“Let Liam cook breakfast for himself, lay down.”

Celeste sighed as she conceded, her body stiffening when Zillon buried his face into the crook of her neck. “I didn’t mark you last night. You looked like you were on the brink of passing out and plus you had already came thrice. I honestly pitied you then, but now…I don’t.”

His teeth extracted, and when Celeste tried to pull away, he held her tighter, biting into his mark. Her scream was deafening to his ears, her body shaking like a leaf against him.

“Z-Zillon?!”

Zillon extracted his teeth, his tongue swiping over the mark before he raised his head to look at her. In what seemed to be embarrassment, her face was turned away from him, her fingers still itched onto the sheets.

“Was it that intense, Kitten?”

Celeste pouted, refusing to meet his eyes. “I-I told you not to, I t-told yo…and yet you tricked me into laying down with you.”

Zillon chuckled, shuffling on top of her. “I didn’t trick you, are you not laying with me now?”

“Yes bu—”

“But nothing, if you didn’t want it, you wouldn’t have walked straight into the beast’s den.” He unbuttoned her pants, pulling them down her flawless th!ghs and then onto the floor before doing the same exact thing to her panty. “Are you really not going to face me?”

Celeste shook her head.

“At least spread your legs then.”

She shook her head again, but immediately stopped when Zillon pulled them open by himself. “That was easy, wasn’t it?”

He placed a k!ss on the inner-section of her th!gh, then another and another, going lower and lower. Celeste’s eyes quickly darted over to him, doing exactly what she said she wouldn’t; face him. “What…W-What are you doing?”

Zillon looked up at her, smirking slyly. “Just relax and feel, baby…you’ll see.”

He got back to k!ssing her th!ghs, not stopping until finally his l!ps were buried between her delectable flesh.

Celeste m0aned, her fingers digging into the mattress. What was he…what was he do—

Her thoughts went silent when Zillon’s tongue ran along her cl!t, nothing but pleasure now coursing through her body.

His tongue circled her, then the warmth of his mouth completely encased her, drawing desperate m0ans from her l!ps as fire rose within the pit of her stomach.

Her th!ghs started to shake against his head, her back arched off the bed. This felt unexpectedly good, the moisture, the warmth of his mouth was something that could drive her to insanity.

Then could you imagine how maddening it was when his fingers came down to play too?

One then the other his two digits slid into her, making it impossible for her not to cry out.

Every lick of his tongue…

Every nibble of his teeth…

Every su.ckle of his plump l!ps….

Every thrust of his finger added to the fire within her. The explosion was not far away, she could feel it building up, eating up every move he made and converting them into pleasure.

She couldn’t understand how every single thing he did managed to quell her desires, but right now she didn’t want to…

All she wanted to do was feel, feel him, every single part of him. Letting the sheets loose, Celeste’s hand slithered through his black hair instead, pushing his head even deeper between her flesh.

She m0aned out, her toes curling into the mattress as he continued to please her greatly. His fingers dug deeper, his k!sses now feircer, Celeste was on the verge on coming now, just one more…one more thrus—

Celeste’s legs shook intensely, involuntarily locking around his head as she came undone. Her gripped on his hair tightened, her toes sinking even deeper into the mattress. All she felt was immense pleasure and nothing else.

His tongue, his fingers…nothing stopped moving, even when she came down from her high, Zillon was still licking her down. His hand gripped her th!ghs, once again spreading her legs.

Celeste whimpered, shuffling away from him. “Z-Zillon I—”

Zillon held her th!ghs tighter, holding her in place as he continued. His fingers slid out of her and his tongue replaced them…

Celeste cried out, gripping at his hair. “Z-Zillon please…”

Zillon sighed, licking at her cl!t once more before finally pulling away. “I knew you’d taste good.”