Betrayed By His Mate; Reborn as the Alpha

Unexpected Pleasure

Blaire white

He led me into a dark room, and I was too drunk to bother using my wolf's eye. I was too engrossed in not feeling anything and killing off the pain. I heard a click resound in the room, and I knew there was no going back.

My movements swayed as I tried to walk, but I was halted by shivers traveling down my spine at an unexpected touch. His hands claimed my waist, the tip of his nose trailing up and down my neck. Hot breaths fanned my neck, igniting goosebumps on my skin. I gasped, feeling shivers engulf my being.

Hands strolled up my body, erupting heat from my anticipating body. His hands groped my breasts, squeezing them with hunger and need as his husky voice came.

"What's your name?"

In my haze of lust and passion, I replied, "Blaire."

He chuckled against my skin, earning a gasp from me. "Full name, love?"

"Blaire White." I whispered, eager for more.

He hummed against my skin, a sound that made liquid pool impossibly more on my panties.

"What about yours?" I couldn't help but ask the mysterious stranger.

"You don't need to know mine, love."

"If I am going to be screaming your name tonight, then I think I deserve to know."

"Fair enough, my name is London," he said with a hard voice, which made me not bother to ask his full name.

"Take off your clothes, love." He said it, his voice becoming softer.

His lips met my ear, nibbling on my lobe before licking it softly. He kissed my neck, dropping nibbles as he went. A moan escaped my lips, relishing how he had turned me into a panting mess.

I felt hands on my neck, one carefully curling around my neck, squeezing it softly. I felt a kiss on my collarbone before he gently licked it. I was so lost in his skillful manipulation of my body that I didn't notice fingers latching onto my dress until I heard a rip.

I gasped at the cold air that hit my skin. I couldn't feel his presence anymore, but I heard steps in the room. A bright white light came on, and I heard his voice.

"Turn around."

I did as he commanded, and the breaths nearly got knocked out of my chest. With proper illumination, his features enlisted a drool from me. He was extremely handsome. Those dark eyes, which promised a lot with just a cold stare, held intense hunger. His lips were curled up, exposing his canine and some parts of his whites. He looked very much like the predator that his presence gave off.

He ran his tongue over his lips, dipping his eyes to get a proper look at my almost naked body before widening his smirk a little more. He flipped the switch and flipped another, and a dull red light came on.

I watched him carefully unbutton his shirt, taking his time to pull it off. I swallowed when my eyes were fed with the sight of a toned chest and pronounced abs. A wolf head tattoo sat on his left breast.

He took off his pants, leaving him in nothing but his briefs. Oh, goodness me, this man was the embodiment of sexiness. He was a walking sin. Just one gaze from him, and I felt like my whole body was going to melt from the intense flames of desire that claimed me.

He tilted his head at me and stared me down before gradually approaching me. He stood in front of me, and in a second, I was pushed down on an extremely large bed, causing my body to bounce. I was yet to recover from the suddenness of his move when he was instantly hovering over me with a grin.

"You're going to have the best time of your life." He growled lowly, his eyes glinting red with mischief.

"Now Kiss me", he growled, knocking the air out of my lungs.

Within seconds, his body hovered over mine as he kissed me senselessly, and at this point, the logical part of my brain was dead.

My entire body felt as though it were on fire and had an unexplainable need for this man, whom, by the way, I know very little about.

My senses were slowly starting to come back as I remembered how wrong it was to be doing this after losing my boyfriend only an hour ago, but they were knocked right out by the actions of his skillful mouth.

This man made me feel things so foreign to my body that I couldn't resist; I didn't want to. We both moaned; my small hands framed his face, while his squeezed my ass, keeping me in place. He forced his tongue into my mouth, tangling it with mine.

I grabbed at his silky hair, eliciting a moan from him, and tangled my fingers more in his hair, pushing his face impossibly closer to mine as he ravished my mouth with his. Abruptly, he pulled away, only to attack my neck with as much enthusiasm.

"Hmm...0oh"

His lips were wild against it, full of passion, and I kept rubbing my hips against him, pleasuring myself as I abandoned all logical thoughts.

I no longer cared; I would enjoy today like it was my last day before I joined the goddess forever.

"f**k". He cursed, breaking away from my neck. He dived back in, wanting more kisses, only for me to pull back.

"We shouldn't". I breathed, hoping my wolf would support me and stop me from making a life-changing mistake, but she didn't say anything and seemed to be blinded by pleasure.

It wasn't too late to stop all this before I took it too far with him, but why was I feeling the opposite? He was a total stranger to whom I was going to give myself, and I shouldn't fall for his charms.

I gasped in surprise and shrieked as he raised me all the way up to his head, leveling my thighs on his shoulders.

"London, what are you doo-doing to me?" I moaned, tilting my head forward, then grasped his hair for sweet support as my hips jolted as if struck by lightning.

I forgot I was naked underneath him, and my eyes widened as he opened up my narrow nether lips. His tongue was hot and smooth as it glided along my wet cunt, making me forget I was naked. My leg wrapped tightly around his head.

"London... " I moaned, and he groaned. His tongue stroked higher, caressing the outer folds of my s*x as my hips unabashedly rocked forward, asking for more.

He swirled his tongue around my little nub and then sucked hard on it, transporting me into a world of pleasure.

"Oh London". My hand clutching at his hair pulled harder with more force, crushing his face more into my heat, desperate for him to give me more.

I cried out, grabbing the bedsheets tighter as his tongue slipped inside my weeping hole, where I really needed him most. My body responded almost violently, thrusting against him as soft, needy sounds escaped my throat.

"Ah London. Yes, oh yes, right there." I screamed, my eyes rolling to the back of my head. I thought I might faint from how intense the pleasure was, as my head kept swimming as pleasure shot through my body.

My walls clenched around his tongue, holding him firmly as he continued to thrust dangerously fast, f*****g me with his tongue. I couldn't think, my mouth wide open in a silent cry as he prowled harder and deeper into my sensitive v****a.

I spread my legs wider, hands flying down to pull desperately at his hair as he kept up thrusting violently inside me hard, over and over and over again.

My hips bucked instinctively, trying to take him deeper. London stretched me so deliciously, I didn't think I could stand it. My tummy tightened with the need to release as he kept on teasing me, alternating between sucking my c******l area and licking up and down my folds before piercing his stiffened tongue into my twitching warmth, racking up sensations in my hot body.

My body jolted, ready to release, but London slowed down his movement, and I cried out, frustrated. He worked me up again. His mouth and tongue worked magic in places I never knew existed—all over my p***y.

I raised my hips to him, demanding more, demanding he eat me out fully. There were so many sensations going on, and I felt myself starting to build up again. My eyes clenched shut, and my mouth opened with silent screams. It was too much for me; I began to tear up.

"Ooh, London, please." I pleaded with tears streaming down my cheeks. I needed to come so badly that it was torture. Then he added a finger flicking and rubbing at my nub. I sobbed, dropping my head on top of his overflowing desire.

"Please d- don't stop; make me cum."

"You want to c*m?" He gave a low growl, sending shivers of pleasure down my toes.

"Yes yes!" I begged, squeezing my hand tightly around his head.

"Then your wish is my command," he said, and he began with his agonizing torture, slowly nibbling and sucking on my nub and then back to my quivering hole.

"You are the sweetest thing I have ever tasted". He rumbled, pressing the tip of his tongue on my clit and licking it hard. I stared ahead, crying and repeatedly muttering a please' with trembling lips as I couldn't take it anymore.

"f**k! You are so sweet. Your nectar tastes like heaven. I don't mind getting addicted to this," He rumbled, sucking my juicy lips.

He sure knows how to turn a night full of nightmares into one of great fantasy.