The Unexpected Mate
Desires of Mates

He was so intense, clearly someone that liked to live in the moment. I was always thinking about the future. The consequences, but oh goddess the way that he was touching me. The sensation of his mouth moving over my neck and then down to the hollow of my throat. I could feel the scrape of his teeth. The threat to bite down.

With him pressed still to me the feel of his body moving a bit against mine had a lot of things go haywire. When his hand slid into the shorts I had and between my legs. My head lightly hit the wall. There was no hiding how wet I was, how badly his touching and presence excited mine. A sound caught in my throat as his fingers teased me higher and then easily slid into me. The wet rush was an obvious invitation.

“Mine,” he breathed against my lips.

“Yes,” I said in a rush because I wanted it badly. He crushed his mouth to mine and the kiss was demanding and lustful. My animal was aroused and wanting. I was absolutely going to let him do it.

I knew right here that all that intensity, bravado, and fight I had was really just my animal pushing him. Testing the newfound mate to see what boundary I had to cross. If he was safe to one like me. He had yet to actually hurt me and was clearly still wanting me fiercely.

He gripped the edge of my shorts and yanked down on them. He stopped kissing me but bit at my lip. Axel's eyes were solid black, meeting mine. A very lycan trait.

“Off with it.” He nearly growled twisting his hand in my shirt. I gripped it to pull it over my head. I didn’t realize how fast he was going to go as I slid the shirt off. Axel had moved kneeling down, the shorts dropped as he pulled them off.

I did not have anything under them. I almost slid down the wall as he was immediately between my legs. No hesitation on his part just brought one of my legs over his shoulder and licked. This was pure animalistic drive, no rational thought. I took the invitation to just be my animal with him.

“Axel…” I wasn’t sure what else I was going to say there, but sweet heavens above. I’d never had this done to me before. Not once, just Nate seeking his own pleasure a few times. This. This was a new level of arousal and need.

If I was wet before, I had no idea what to say now. My one had gripped his hair and I felt like it was hard to breathe. My mate was so much more than I was expecting in this. I expected to just lay down and take it. I didn’t expect to be pleased, as it had not been this way before. That thought was clearly wrong.

I really did nearly fall as my body came apart. His wicked tongue and fingers doing things to me I never felt. This painful knot of pleasure let go and flooded my body. He was swift catching me in my slide and turned. He pushed me back as the bed was right there and I sat rather hard. He stepped up to me and pulled the shirt he had over his head. I wanted to do to him as he’d done to me.

I was already reaching forward and had his pants undone before he had his shirt off. I was quick to push them down his hips. My hand slid around the soft velvety flesh of the hard fierce arousal he had. I made sure to look up at him as I leaned forward to taste my mate. To suck and please. Moving slowly at first using my tongue and coaxing his body to give like he did me.

He made a darker sound of pleasure, and a hand was in my hair gripping it. Forcing me into a faster motion. I easily relaxed my throat and took him all the way like he silently demanded. I let him have control and that very clearly excited him. Me letting him control the pace. Control how hard or fast he slid into my mouth. His taste started to coat my tongue and with the way he suddenly stopped, I knew he was close.

“You wicked little female,” he said with a deeper tone. I sucked as he pulled back, and I saw the way that his jaw clenched. The heat in his gaze brought the arousal in my body back up. I wasn’t exactly prepared for how he flipped me over. It was quick and a bit rough. He gripped the back of my neck holding my upper body down to the bed. My feet were just on the floor.

“Spread your legs, sweetness. Show me where you want me.” I did, shifting and he pulled me forward a bit more with my hips nearly off the bed. Barely any hesitation to slide into me. I was already so wet and ready it was wonderful. The thick hard feel of him filling me so completely, right to that point of far too much was exactly what I wanted. I was a lustful animal with him right now just like he wanted. His one hand was gripping my hair still and the other on my hip.

“I’m going to punish your tight little body with mine.” He leaned over me for a moment. I glanced over my shoulder with my face on the bed. He kissed my bare shoulder, and I could see the sharpness of his teeth.

“I want to do so many things to you. Watch you writhe below me and beg for more as I sate myself in your heat.” He bit a little into my shoulder but not really breaking the skin. My body clenched around his. I saw how he closed his eyes at the feel liking it.

“You say if it hurts if I get too rough, yes?” It was more a demand. I gave him a nod.

“Good girl.” He truly bit down into my shoulder hard to mark and slammed himself into me having moved. I cried out with the sensation. He held me like that for a moment and then leaned back up to start a hard fast rhythm into me. The drag of his body inside mine had me moaning and gripping the sheets fiercely. The sounds I made would have made a whore blush.

He made sure to drive himself as deep as he could get inside me each time. The sensation of his body filling mine so completely brought me to that edge really fast. Especially feeling the thickest part of him push into me. The knowledge of that sensation, that once I hit my cycle he could knot me, pushed me right over the edge. I had so many firsts right there. The idea of Axel mating me, of making me take it and his body locking in mine to fill me with his seed was beyond erotic to me.

I gave a cry into the bed as I came. My body clamping down on his. The sound of our bodies coming together was sharp. However, he was quick to get me on my back and pinned me down taking me just as hard, just as fiercely.

It was starting to border on a sweet pain. I didn’t stop him. I just relaxed a bit more into it and swallowed as his hand slid around my throat gripping a bit. His thrusts slowed slightly but with a deep purposeful movement.

“You’ve no idea how badly I just want to tie you to this bed. Keep you right here for my pleasure.” His grip tightened and I moaned even as I felt a little lightheaded. Intense was a mild word for him. I could feel that he was holding back. That this was not as intense as he could get. My body tightened around his.

I saw the way that he closed his eyes and moved faster. I moved with his thrusts, my breasts bouncing with it and his gaze moved down pausing to watch their motion and then lower down my stomach before watching his body plunge into mine. I arched a bit with a strangled sound. His grip really got tight, but his motion was almost frantic.

He buried himself fully to have his release in me. That hot sensation flooded me from him, and he made a most satisfied sound. His hands moved to grip mine and stretch me out below him as his body came along mine to press down on me a bit. He kissed me deeply and with a harsh demand. I caved to it, meeting him and sinking into the hold he had on me.

“I fear I’ll get nothing done now that I’ve found you.” He growled against my mouth. My breathing was still a bit elevated.

“Why is that?” I asked as he moved working his mouth down my throat to my chest.

“The reason is still buried between your legs sweetness,” he said before gripping my breast and sucking the taut peak. I just gave a small sigh. I could already feel his body responding to mine.

Was it wrong that I hoped he would keep doing this to me all night, rather than deal with the fact he’d actually kidnapped me and held me here? Maybe the real reason was that I didn’t feel like I had a home to go back to and he seemed willing to offer it.