The Alpha's Unwanted Mate
The Alpha’s Unwanted Mate Chapter 96 Book 2 Chapter 28

Zillon kicked his pants and underwear off, eyes drifting back to Celeste who laid almost breathless on the floor. He gestured to her. “Come here, Kitten.”

Though it was a hassle, Celeste pulled her shaking legs together, sat up and crept over to him. “Yes?”

“It’s gonna be different tonight baby…I want you bent over, because honestly, I’m going to be a beast tonight…I’m going to give you a reason to never leave me again.”

Celeste tilted her head. “Zillon I told you I wo… won’t…I said tha—”

“You said it and I believe you, but you’re still getting it, bend over.”

Celeste whimpered, reluctantly repositioning herself. On her hands and knees she balanced, her back turned to Zillon, her eyes fixated on the floor. “I…I’m already sensitive, please don—”

Celeste m****d out when Zillon’s finger ran along her clit, his soft and moist lips leaving a k**s on her left a*s cheek. He pulled back and instead of between her legs, his hand situated itself in the centre of her back, pressing it down into an arch. “Like this…”

He positioned himself, guiding his c*ck into her tight and awaiting cavern. One thrust sheathed him inside and Celeste hollered out, the feeling of being completely filled haunting her greatly.

It had been so long since she felt like this, she hadn’t touched herself, even when her heat stroke a month ago. This month’s heat had yet to come and though she hoped it wouldn’t, she knew it’d soon be here.

But Zillon was with her now, he could get rid of it…his touches burnt even more than the heat did and that’s why he had the ability to cancel it out.

Only he could, nobody else could touch her the way he did, nobody could make her feel like this…only him and h—

Celeste’s fingers scraped against the floor when Zillon stroked her for the first time since he entered…it was a slow and steady thrust and as he did it again, Celeste could feel every single inch of him.

The friction he created against her walls was to die for, and the deeper he went, the better it felt.

“Every time I make love to you, it feels like it’s the first time…like you’re still that naive virgin girl who had laid in destitution on my bed.” He thrusted into her again, this stroke quicker and even deeper than the first. “It’s like you get tighter after each session, or perhaps I’m just going mad…”

He thrusted into her once more and Celeste cried out brokenly…

“But who wouldn’t go mad for more after f*cking someone as beautiful as you?”

“I don—” Celeste m****d out loudly, her legs almost giving out when Zillon’s h*p snapped forward only this time he didn’t stop to talk, he continued…

Fast and deep each movement of his h**s took him and Celeste couldn’t stop moaning or rather screaming.

His hand gripped her waist, holding her steady when she almost fell, and faster, deeper he plummeted within her…

Celeste was pushed back and forth as he manhandled her, showing her no mercy…his thrust were so harsh and brutal that she felt as though he was trying to kill her, but the pleasure she got from each of them was undeniable…

Her lips almost bled as she bit them and her legs were shaking so bad that she could barely stay in position. Fire burnt with unquenchable flames in the pit of her stomach, her breast shaking delectably every single time he thrusted…

Celeste wasn’t sure why, but the roughness made it all so much better… She felt as though she was being put under control and as an omega that seemed to appease her…

She couldn’t do a thing but take what he had to offer, and she felt absolutely no way about it.

Pressing her palms deeper into the floor, she cried out, her arch disappearing when he fired one particular hard stroke in the very depths of her wetness. One of his hands reached for her blond locks and the other held her captive as he continued to numb to her with pleasure.

He pulled her head back, the touch holding nothing but a roughness that had Celeste groaning breathlessly.

“Feels good, doesn’t it?”

Celeste whimpered out, her back tingling when he kissed her in the centre of it. “Answer me, Kitten.”

“Y-es…!”

“Yes what?”

“A…Alpha!”

Zillon pulled her head further back, licking up her back then taking her swollen lips between his. He kissed her as best as he could then pulled back when he found the act too strenuous.

His hand loosened her hair then slithered down to the plump flesh of her breast, flicking her beautiful pink nipple. His thrust fastened and Celeste’s rhythmical m***s got higher, urging him to put even more strength in his movements.

Her fingers scraped against the hard floor, he could see and he could hear it…she was deep in the pleasure, she had dug so deep in her desire… just like him.

Every m**n of her lips had his balls twitching, he was trying so hard to hold back…but he’d perform, he wouldn’t release too quick like a sore loser, he’d show her, he had the stamina, he had the looks, he had the words and soon he’d have the personality too. He’d be and have everything she wanted him to….

If she wanted to cum ten times, he’d let her…everything was about her now, his only aspiration was to please her and he’d do so graciously.

Tweaking her stiff nipple, he g*****d…balls swelling when she screamed out his name…

F*ck!

Zillon gripped her waist tighter, his thrust slowing down to hard, deep and sloppy stabs. She was just so tight…too tight. She gripped him with no room for escape and when she clenched around him, it was worst. It was never this bad before, but he had expected this the moment his c*ck had entered her.

He could’ve came from then, his will power had been what stopped him.

Retracting his h**s almost to the extent of pulling out, he sighed, wiping the sweat that tainted his forehead before mercilessly shoving back into her. Celeste bawled his name, her legs a shaking mess, her position looking incomplete without her arch.

Pulling back, he shoved into her again, his hands moving back to spread her firm and plump a*s cheeks apart. “Arch for me, Kitten.”

Celeste acquiesced immediately, her back sinking in, her bum rising, giving him even more access. He re-did his thrust, eyes evaluating just how appealing she looked like this…

Her curves were more prominent this way and every thrust he made had her a*s shaking delectably. Quickening his movements again, watched as her body moved back and forth due to the power embedded in them and listened to the sound of skin slapping skin that dwelled between them.

Celeste clenched around, her voice, low, dry, breathless as she whispered to him. “I…I wanna…I’m going to cum.”

The few stuttered words had Zillon’s pride acting up and despite being close himself, he quickened his pace again, chasing his release while chasing hers…

She flung her head back, her fingers curling into the floor and a scream so musical to his ears lurched from her lips as she let go. Her body shook so hard that she almost fell against the floor, but his arms became her anchor, holding her up as he continued to drive into her.

She clenched around him, pulling all that he had tried to hold back out. His teeth extracted, an involuntary action that sometimes he couldn’t but he wouldn’t mark her again, not yet, not until she was ready.

Pulling out of her, he jerked at his c*ck, groaning deeply as he came on her a*s cheeks. Celeste laid against the hard floor when she came down from her high and he did the same.

She turned to him, breathing hard…breathing heavy. “I…I’m sorry for leaving…”

Zillon pulled her against his chest. “And I’m sorry about every bad thing that had happened to you because of me.”

“O-Okay.”

“Do you wanna just go to bed, or do you want to clean up first?”

“Clean up…”

“Come then…perhaps another round would be necessary too.”