The Black Hills: Trials and Tribulations

When in Vegas...

Talia POV

An hour later Matt is nudging me awake.

“Rise and shine, doll face,” my handsome but irritating mate grins down at me, “We are about to land.”

I wipe the sleep from my eyes and stretch before I crawl out of the sleeping compartment behind Matthew, and stumble back to my seat. Matt helps me buckle my belt before he does his own, and a few moments later the jet begins its descent into the McCarran National Airport. 

Once we land, everyone ambles off of the jet, and onto the private shuttle which transports us down the strip to the Midnight Moon Resort, which happens to be owned by the Crystal Lake pack. Alpha Cross gave us his penthouse suite for our first couple of nights before we move into the pack for the remainder of the week. 

Travis checks us into the resort, as the bellhop loads our luggage from the shuttle onto a cart. Chad tips the bellhop who proceeds to take our luggage up in the elevator. Travis joins us in the lobby, and passes a room key to each one of us, before we step on the elevator. 

“You can’t access the penthouse door without your key.” Travis instructs as he swipes the key over the scanner which turns green and the elevator begins to rise. 

We pile out into entryway, where Travis swipes the key over the door scanner, which also turns green, allowing the door to be opened. 

“Sweet!” Chad exclaims as we step through the door. The penthouse has a large living area, with pull-out couch, which we all vote and designate to Jaden right off the bat. There’s a full bar, and bathroom just beyond. Three bedrooms with their own private baths line the back wall. 

“Um, there’s 4 couples and only three rooms.” I point out.

“Oh yeah, Sarah and I are actually in our own private suite one floor below. We could use a little extra alone time.” Travis informs me.

Chad and Jenni load their luggage into the master room, while Tom and Serena take the next nearest, leaving Matt and I the last room on the far left. Travis grabs his and Sarah’s bags and they head down to their suite below. 

The room is impressive with a king size bed, large bathroom with jetted tub, big enough for two people, and a set of french doors which open out to a large balcony. Matt grabs a remote which lowers the blackout curtains over the full-length windows, before he closes the door and crosses the room to where I stand. 

“How about we take another nap before we meet up with everyone for dinner?” Matt asks, while tucking my hair behind my left ear. I shiver at his touch.

“I don’t know, is that within the Luna’s schedule?” I tease.

Matt chuckles before responding, “Sarah has actually given all of us a few hours to ourselves to settle in.”

“Ok.” Is all I can manage to say as his smoldering gaze leaves my throat feeling dry. He step closer, pressing his body to mine, as his right hand caresses my cheek while his left runs through my hair. He tilts my chin back as he lowers his lips to mine, first brushing feather light kisses to my lips, leading me to moan in need for more. 

That little sound escaping my throat was all the encouragement he needed as he wrapped his arms around me, squeezing my body to his, as his mouth crashes down onto mine, his lips hungry and devouring. My hands grasp his shirt, as I kiss him back wild with need. Matt’s strong hands grip my buttocks as he lifts me up, and I instinctively wrap my legs around his waist. I can feel his erection straining against his jeans, as he carries me to the bed, lying me down gently.

Matt breaks our kiss, standing up straight as he pulls his t-shirt off and discards it on the floor. His muscles ripple with movement and I stare in awe at the God-like body of my mate. My legs are still firmly wrapped around his waist as he leans down to kiss me again before pulling me up in a seated position on the side of the bed, so he can remove my white tank top. Matt begins trailing kisses from my shoulder, along my collarbone, until he reaches his mark on my neck, where he gently kisses and nibbles sending electric jolts through my body. He smoothly unclasps my bra and tosses it to the floor. 

Taking my mouth with his once more, he lies me back onto the bed, as his hands roam my body, until he reaches the button of my jeans. A quick twist of his fingers and the button is undone, then the zipper. Matt breaks our kiss, and hovers over me, looking deep into my eyes, his gaze full of lust. He cups my breasts with his hands, then lowers his mouth to my right n****e, never breaking eye contact as his mouth covers my n****e entirely. He begins to suckle my breast, as his tongue flicks the bud of my n****e, and I moan as I grind my crotch against his. 

Matt releases my breast from his mouth, standing straight once again as he untangles my legs from his waist and pulls my jeans off all at once. He then undoes his own jeans before letting them fall to the floor and his erection springs out, hindered now only by his boxers. Matt lowers himself to his knees and kisses along the inside of my thighs, until he reaches my core. He nuzzles me through my panties, and breathes in my scent while he moans, “Oh so sweet and wet for me.”

Matt takes his index finger, and pulls the crotch of my g-string to the side, before he runs his tongue down my moist slit. “Mmm, sweet like honey.” He murmurs to me before he laps at my slit more, causing me to moan and squirm underneath him. Matt grasps my hips with his hands holding me firmly in place as he presses his mouth to my center folds, plunging his tongue between them, making me cry out in pleasure. His tongue moves in and out rhythmically, as his thumb gently applies pressure to my c******s. Matt increases the speed and depth of his tongue, while his thumb massages my clit in time. 

I feel my climax building as I whimper frantically in need for release. Matt pulls his tongue from my core, sliding it up to my clit, which he sucks and licks, while plunging his index finger deep inside me. I cry out for him as a grind my crotch against his face, and all at once I come undone. Matt slowly removes his finger as he laps up my juices. 

“Goddess, you’re so sweet.” He says, licking his lips and standing to his feet, he quickly pulls down his boxers as his massive c**k springs fully free. Matt leans down to kiss me, as he presses the tip of his erection against my lower, dripping lips. He rocks his hips gently, rubbing the head of his c**k between my folds, as my juices provide our own personal lubricant. 

“Are you ready baby?” He asks me.

“Yes, please take me.” I moan out to him. 

With one swift thrust Matt is fully sheathed inside my body, his eyes burning into mine as I cry out for him. He lowers his lips and kisses me gently while he slowly slides out, then in, again and again, then out, before he pauses and pulls back from our kiss. As soon as I open my eyes and look into his, he slams hard into me again as I cry out once more. Matt then stands upright, pulling my thighs up and holding them firmly against his perfectly defined abs, he rotates his hips, grinding his c**k against my cervix. 

“Are you sure you’re ready baby?” He asks me once more.

“Goddess, please! Yes! Take me Matthew!” I beg him. 

Matt grips my thighs tight as he begins to pummel my core hard and deep, again and again, while growling in pleasure. He releases my left thigh as he moves his right hand down to massage my clit with his thumb while he pounds into me. The sensation is overwhelming as I cry out in pleasure, urging him to keep going as I feel my climax building again. 

“f**k baby, your p***y is so tight, I’m going to c*m soon.” He growls to me. 

“Oh Matthew yes! Please fill me with your c*m!” I scream out as I explode around him, my walls clenching around his c**k. 

Matthew gives me a couple more thrusts as he moans out “Oh Goddess, baby, I’m cumming.” I feel his c**k pulsating as it spurts his seed deep inside me. Once he’s completely drained, Matt leans down to kiss me, while his lower member slides slowly out of my v****a. We work our way up in the bed, where Matt makes me his little spoon, and he holds me close as I fall asleep completely sated in his arms.