Blaze

Eleven

I squirmed on the sheet before I finally gave in to the demand of my stomach which is growling continuously and not letting me sleep. I looked at the clock and it showed it's half past midnight. The pack members who reside in the packhouse, which aren't much as everyone prefers to be in their own home, only some teenagers stay here, they all must be out for some time and I'm thankful for that. I'm not in the mood to talk with anyone. 

The soft footsteps sounded in the hallways, down the stairs and then into the kitchen as I made my way towards the fridge. 

My nose tingled when the smell of pasta hit my senses and my mouth instantly salivated. I took it out and heated it quickly. 

I leaned my stomach against the counter as I started eating. My stomach settled down after I took a few bites of the delicious food. I have to say the pack ladies have one hack of talent in cooking. I swear that they can cook better than any renewed chef.

I mentally reminded myself to reward them for their hard work. I can only imagine how they manage to cook for more than 400 members, especially when they're only 6 in numbers. It's hard for them and as their Alpha, I have to appreciate their help. They cook for the whole pack without any selfish reason so it's the least I can do for them. 

I munched on the food as I decided how I should reward the pack ladies, not only the one who cooks but the others too, who sell their hand made material to the pack. Yes, they all get money in exchange but they don't get appreciated by the pack for their hard works and I'll make sure every single person in this pack knows their value to the pack. Lost in my thoughts I didn't notice a dark figure moving around me, lurking in the shadows.

I froze when I felt the hair on my neck stood up. A hot, rock hard body pressed against my back. The little flimsy material of my boy shorts and tank top did little to separate our bodies. A warm sensation travelled up my skin as a sleek tongue teased the hollow of my neck sensually. 

"Hello, little mate," his dark, sensual voice purred into my ear. My body shivered against his and I didn't stop a little moan that escaped from my lips. 

His extra-warm hands clasped around my waist as he picked me up from the ground. My eyes widened as he picked me up like I weigh less than the air itself. 

My eyes opened further as he walked into my room, closing and locking the door behind us. In less than a second, he set my body on my bed. His movements were rough, not that I expect any less from my beast of a mate.

"How...," I started but before I can complete my sentence he cut me off by slamming his lips against mine. All too eagerly I returned the kiss. The kiss went from sloppy to passionate in less than a minute, our tongues tangled erotically in a tango. 

My lungs started to scream for air after a minute and I reluctantly pulled back from the kiss. He wrapped his hand around my neck and pulled me to him.

"I heard you're planning on rejecting me, little mate," he growled at me in anger. I opened my mouth to reply but he cut me off.

"No, let me finish, mate," he growled in a warning and I shut my mouth obediently. His dominant aura surrounded me, making me want to whimper in need. What is more desirable than a naturally dominant man? 

Nothing. 

He put a little pressure on my neck before he started speaking again, "but let me make one thing clear. You, my dear mate only belong to me." He declared with a possessiveness that pleased me to no end.

My heart throbbed against my chest. His words had a greater effect on my poor, little heart. It was more than I can manage but it seems like he isn't finished yet because he parted his delicious lips. I gasped as he pulled me on his thick thighs, my p***y rubbing against it. I shudder in pleasure just from this simple touch.

"You'll never be able to reject me and you know why?" lost in his eyes, I shook my head, no.

"Because your heart is in my grip," he teasingly trailed his fingers down my neck, slowly and sensually.

"Because your soul is bound with mine," he trailed his fingers down the valley of my breast, trailing down my stomach. 

"Because your p***y craves to get f****d by my c**k," his words caused me to moan aloud and against my will. I can never understand how he can change from sweet to sensual this quick. It's beyond my understanding, he's beyond my understanding.

"Because your mind, body and soul, all of you belong to me, little mate", I gulped at his statement. It felt overwhelming, to submit fully to another person.

But he's not any other person, he's our mate. My wolf said and for the first time in the past few days, I agreed with her. 

"What about you?" I quickly shoved the submissive me in the back and pulled the confidence me forward. I can't let him take full control, not until I confirm that he is mine.

"Do you belong to me?" I closed the remaining distance between us. My lips teasingly graced his jaw and he purred from deep within his chest.

"Do your heart, body and mind belongs to me, Maverick?" I trailed the butterfly kisses down his body, my wolf urged me to please our mate just like he pleased us that night. Agreeing with her I trailed the kisses down.

My kisses stopped right above the band of his sweatpants. I can see the outline of his c**k and I itched to shove it down my throat. 

I looked up at him, meeting my sultry gaze with his heated one. I licked my lips once before I pulled his sweatpants down, along with his boxer briefs. 

I looked down when his c**k sprung free and a surprised gasp left my lips. He is huge, like big, fat, veiny, monstrous huge and looking oh so delicious, so much that the urge to take him in my mouth increased tenfold. 

Before my lips can connect the skin of his magnificent c**k, his rough hands pulled me up by my hair. 

"From the day our eyes clashed I wholeheartedly belong to you, little mate," his lips are just a breath away, tempting me to capture them with mine. 

"But to think you planned on rejecting me, doubting our bond you deserve a punishment," he hissed, his voice was laced with anger. I started to feel guilty once again but before I get drown in my thoughts, he pulled me down on his lap.

I curiously waited to see the punishment he has in store for me. 

I gasp a little when he tore the boy short off using his claws. It made me double curious but I didn't have to wait for my punishment for long because he slapped his hands down on my bottom with force, without any warning.

The tingling sensation erupted from my skin where his palm met and a hiss escaped my lips and only one thought remained in my head.

It hurt like b***h.

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