3: Night Changes
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As soon as Faith stripped out of her dress and laid against the alpha's king-sized bed, she had expected things to escalate fast. Minimal foreplay as the alpha simply desired to f**k her hard, showing off his strength and stamina with little technique.
So when Magnus chose not to take off his clothes immediately and instead pulled Faith's lace underwear off so he could eat her out, Faith's gasp was a mix of both shock and pleasure.
The hot muscle of his tongue licked at Faith's wet outer lips, working his way in with firm strokes, avoiding her c******s for now. Faith moaned when he held down her legs, slurping at the wetness coming out of her. He worked his tongue in like he was reaching for something, making Faith's entire body heat up, her mouth making uncontrollable moans.
Then, he flicked the end of his tongue over her clit, making it throb. Faith's legs squirmed under his strong hold as the alpha repeated that movement with single-minded focus. She gripped the sheets, eyes closing at her building orgasm.
"f**k, oh, oh! You're so good, so good! There, right there," Faith would be completely embarrassed by the noises she's making if she wasn't drowning in pleasure at the moment. She had tried to rock more of her hips against his skilled tongue, but Magnus' hands remained firmly on her thighs, keeping her pinned against the bed.
He wrapped his lips around her clit, his tongue licking at the underside while he pushed two fingers into her wetness.
Faith's entire body seized up in her first orgasm, the feeling so strong and so sudden that she let out a high-pitched whine, unable to keep herself from squirting more wetness onto the Head Alpha's mouth and fingers.
Faith hadn't climaxed like that in a long time.
Once her orgasm died down, Magnus slowly pushed himself up. He put the two fingers he'd used to get her off into his mouth, his chin glistening with Faith's wetness.
Faith whined. It was unfair. The Head Alpha looked even hotter now.
"Tastes good, baby," Magnus murmured. "Smell fantastic too."
Once Magnus had gotten rid of his clothes and Faith's bra had joined the rest of her outfit on the floor, they continued making-out. The alpha rubbed his fully hard c**k against Faith's p***y. She felt how large he was, definitely above-average. It made Faith shiver in anticipation.
She half-expected Magnus to simply thrust into her, with little regard to how she adjusted. The other alphas she had slept with for her job only cared about chasing the heat and tightness between her legs.
Instead, Magnus Lawson took his time.
The alpha put a condom on and slowly pushed the head of his impressive length into Faith, using gentle movements that stimulated Faith's p***y to become wetter.
Magnus' d**k was halfway into Faith when he had noted how her mouth had dropped open. It had prompted the Head Alpha to pause, asking softly, "Does it hurt?"
Faith blinked away her surprise at the tenderness behind that single question. "N-No, I'm alright. Keep going." Magnus was big, as most alphas were. But Faith had a lot of experience sleeping with alphas due to her training and her previous missions.
With that, Magnus continued to work his length into her as they returned to kissing. Some pain was there, as it always was, but it was quickly overshadowed by Magnus placing kisses on Faith's skin, the Head Alpha's talented tongue laving under her boob and over her n****e. Faith keened at the sensation.
Magnus whispered against her neck, "Doing so well for me, baby. Keep breathing, just like that."
When Magnus finally had his whole c**k inside her, Faith squeezed her inner walls around the sheer size of it. "s**t. You're so big."
Magnus thrust in and out slowly at first. He was mouthing at her jaw, groaning when Faith moaned and gripped at his biceps when a particular thrust brushed deliciously against her g-spot.
"Your scent..." The Head Alpha sighed, halting his thrusts, his entire hardness buried inside Faith. "...I can't get enough of it. Fuck."
Faith wanted to move her own hips up and down to quell the overwhelming itch to reach the peak of her pleasure immediately.
But there must be a reason why Magnus would be mentioning Faith's scent like this multiple times now.
Faith swallowed, closing her eyes and licking her lips. "I... I'm a human, so I'm not entirely versed with how scents work." A lie. She knew very well how scents work. But so far, Magnus had reacted the strongest to hers. "But... Is there a specific reason why you find my scent so attractive?"
Magnus paused from kissing Faith's neck. He lifted his head until he was looking down into her eyes, their noses nearly touching.
A few seconds passed before Magnus answered in a whisper, "An alpha finding someone's scent irresistible usually means that the other person would be a good choice as a mate for them."
A good choice as a mate.
Faith almost wheezed in shock.
She reeled her initial reaction back. Matching Magnus' tone, Faith told him, "I'm a human though."
"I know. And yet," One of his hands rested on the side of her face, gently cradling her cheek. "You're the only person whose scent has ever affected me this way."
Faith did not have the time to gawk at Magnus' confession, or the fact that he held her like she was something precious. Because as soon as the Head Alpha leaned down to kiss her again, that's when he started really f*****g her.
Faith was lost to the pleasure once more.
In the past, Faith had had to fake her orgasms with brute alphas who did not know how to please women orgasm even if their life depended on it.
But Faith didn't have to act like she was enjoying herself with Magnus.
"Uh, uh, uh! s**t. Yes, yes! Faster, ahh..."
The Head Alpha knew what he was doing, knew which way to stroke and what tempo to hit all from how Faith reacted. He showed off his strength by positioning Faith's body this way and that, just so he could thrust into her better. At one point, Faith was flipped onto her stomach, her hips held in place while Magnus thrust into her so deeply, hitting her g-spot again and again, and Faith came while biting at his pillow.
He didn't stop f*****g Faith for another hour.
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Magnus had wiped both their bodies with a towel before he laid next to her and fell asleep after another lazy make-out session.Faith kept her eyes closed and her breathing deep and even.
But despite the exhaustion, she managed to stay awake.
Once an hour had passed without Magnus making any movements except for the way his chest moved with every inhale and exhale, Faith opened her eyes.
Their naked bodies were covered by Magnus' duvet. He had an arm loosely placed over her waist. It was his arm covered with tattoos. Faith took mental photos of each tattoo, trying to see if she could uncover the meanings of some of them.
The realistic scorpion tattoo could symbolize strength and intimidation, just like the Red Flame Pack tattoo on his neck. Near it was a tattoo of a dagger piercing into an evil eye, and a woman holding up a moon. The two tattoos could mean that Magnus was more spiritual than the government had assumed him to be.
Then there was a letter Q on Magnus' shoulder. This, Faith had no clue what it meant.
After making sure Magnus was not about to wake up, Faith slowly climbed out of his bed.
Still naked, Faith padded towards the foot of the bed, the carpeted floor concealing her footsteps. She pulled on her underwear and found her purse.
The man with the eyepatch had searched her for any sort of weapon earlier at the bar and found nothing. What he had not known was that there was a hidden zipper in Faith's small purse which concealed a pocket knife. She flipped the small blade out. It glinted from the night light coming from Magnus' lamp on his bedside table.
Steeling herself with a quiet breath, Faith walked back to the Head Alpha's bed.
I have no choice. I have to do this.
She repeated these words in her head.
I have no choice. I have to do this.
I have no choice. I have to do this.
As she found herself gazing upon the side of Magnus' peaceful sleeping face, something happened which Faith hadn't expected.
She hesitated.
Her first time murdering for the New Order had been the only time she hesitated, and she almost got killed by her target—then her handler—as a result. She had the scars to prove it.
And yet, with Magnus, Faith hesitated.
An alpha finding someone's scent irresistible usually means that the other person would be a good choice as a mate for them.
Faith's grip tightened around the blade's handle so hard her knuckles turned white.
Her eyes traced the way Magnus' hair fell over his forehead. She stared at how his lashes fanned over his cheekbones, his bruised lips parted slightly in his sleep.
You don't know how f*****g good your scent is to me, Faye.
It would have been easy to ignore these statements if Faith knew that it was impossible for humans to be a werewolf's mate.
But, as it turned out, she was well aware of the possibility.
Faith tried again. She got the blade to touch Magnus' neck just for a nanosecond before she was immediately pulling it an inch away from his skin.
You're the only person whose scent has ever affected me this way.
What if...
Faith shook her head.
Before she could think it through, she had pulled on her dress and grabbed her things.
She left Magnus Lawson's bedroom through the door, not caring any more if the alpha woke up because of the noise.
Magnus' security allowed her to leave the premises without a fuss. She ignored the cold, ignored her bare feet against the pavement, ignored how awful it was to be in a neighborhood she did not recognize after failing a mission.
She called for a cab once she was a safe distance from the Head Alpha's home.
In the cab, Faith's body shook.
She was so close to doing the impossible— killing the Most Wanted on the New Order's hit list—and Faith had failed.
What's worse was that Faith had chosen not to kill him—all because of the possibility that she could have been Magnus Lawson's mate.
Faith buried her face in her hands.
Fuck.
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