Fated To The Cursed Alpha

CHAPTER 17 : MARK HER

▒ AUTHOR'S POV ▒

Colton walked slowly towards Amelia, who let go of the rope in her hand and descended from the window frame back into the room, her eyes fixed on his face.

Words couldn't describe how Amelia felt at that moment. She was deeply aroused, her inner wolf, Angel, was in heat. Angel wanted her to tear off Colton's clothes and ride him.

Her breαsts hardened, and her pu$$y grew wet, making it difficult to control herself.

Colton finally reached her, held her right hand, and pulled her close, looking into her beautiful eyes. He was taller than her, and his touch sent a sweet sensation through her body, increasing her arousal to the point of losing control.

"You are awake..." Colton started, but couldn't finish because Amelia kissed him hard, shutting him up. He didn't kiss back, just stood still as she kissed and licked his lips passionately. He was surprised because just a few minutes ago, he had left to get medicine for her when she was lying in bed, and now this.

Amelia broke the kiss and looked up at Colton with an innocent expression. She gently moved her right hand to his shorts, grabbed his di¢k, and caressed it.

His d**k grew bigger and harder in her palm as she continued to caress it.

Colton moaned softly, enjoying the sweet sensation. He raised his face to the ceiling, closed his eyes, and enjoyed Amelia's touch.

She continued caressing his di¢k through his shorts, and his moans grew louder with every touch.

Colton brought his gaze back to her face, which was desperately longing for him. He moved his gaze from her face to her breαsts, which looked bigger, with her nippl£s visibly straining against her clothes.

He held her waist and slowly moved his lips to hers, kissing her hard while she adjusted her hand on his di¢k, holding him firmly. Colton immediately broke the kiss to let out a loud moan of pleasure. He had never felt this way in his entire life; the pleasure was overwhelming.

He helped Amelia take off her top, which he flung to one side of the room. Amelia pulled down his shorts and began stroking his di¢k with her hand.

Colton squeezed her nippl£s softly and moaned loudly. Then he carried her to the bed, laid her down, and pulled down her shorts, exposing her red, wet p***y. He noticed the juicy liquid and started sucking and licking her, focusing on her G-sp0t while squeezing her nippl£s.

"Ahh!! Ahhhhh! Damn!! Ahh!" Amelia moaned loudly. Colton continued pleasuring her, and she kept moaning.

He then moved his mouth to her breast, sucking her left n****e while one hand caressed her p***y, focusing on her G-spot, and the other squeezed her right n****e.

"Ahh!! Don't stop, baby! Suck me! Suck me. Oh, please suck me!" Amelia's moans intensified, driving her inner wolf crazy. Colton was very skilled at s*x.

He switched to her right breαst, sucking it while squeezing the left one. He continued this for a minute as Amelia moaned and begged for more.

Amelia flipped them over, now on top. She moved down to his hard, big di¢k. The head was now red and swollen. She licked the head, making Colton moan softly and grab the bed cover. She began sucking it.

"Fu¢k! This feels so good, honey! Ahh!!" Colton let out a loud masculine moan, holding her head to his di¢k. He didn't want her to stop. Amelia sucked and sucked, pleasuring herself with her left hand in her pus$y.

She stopped sucking, taking her mouth off his di¢k. Some semen was in her mouth, which she swallowed. She began kissing him, her hand stroking his hard di¢k. Colton flipped them over, now on top. They continued kissing, and Amelia guided his hard d**k into her tight p***y.

Both moaned.

His di¢k felt so big inside her, while her pu$sy felt so warm and tight to Colton.

"Fu¢k me!" Amelia screamed.

Colton began thrusting in and out with force, the sound of their bodies clapping together filling the room.

“Ahh...mmmm...Fu¢k!!! This is fu¢king sweet. Fu¢k me harder!” Amelia kept moaning as Colton's big di¢k moved deep into her vαgina repeatedly.

He began sucking her breαst again while still fu¢king her, then moved his mouth to the side of her neck. With his wolf fangs out, he bit her, marking her.

He continued f*****g until he reached his climax and released inside Amelia. He fell to the bed beside her, breathing heavily. Amelia’s breathing was heavy too. The bite on her neck healed immediately, but the mark remained.

Both faced the ceiling.

"You're so good," Amelia chuckled.

"You too. I enjoyed it."

They both turned their eyes away from the ceiling, looking at each other. Amelia had a wide smile, and Colton did too, but Amelia's was broader.

“I’m happy I’ll be spending the rest of my life with you,” Colton said. He noticed Amelia’s expression change to sadness after his words.

"What?" Colton asked, caressing her face.

Amelia sat up on the bed, and Colton did too.

“Tell me, honey, what’s bothering you?” Colton already knew Amelia’s inner wolf was active as he could feel the connection between his wolf, Asher, and hers, so he wondered what was causing her sadness now.

"I'll... be... leaving," she stammered.

"Leaving? To where? This is your home, honey."

"Honey, there is a lot you don't know. I need to visit my late mom's kingdom. That was what my dad told me to do before he was captured during the attack that killed my whole pack," she explained.

"Why? Why would he ask you to go there?"

"I don't know. I feel it has something to do with the Dajbog's stone, the stone Anthony was requesting from us, which, when he couldn't get it, made him kill my father and the entire Moonlight pack, my pack."

"Are you saying Anthony is searching for the Dajbog's stone?" he asked, and Amelia nodded. "Do you have the stone with you?" Amelia shook her head.

For a few seconds, Colton was lost in thought.

A thought struck Amelia's mind.

“My love,” Amelia called softly, caressing his chest. “You can come with me to my late mom’s kingdom. I know initially I never wanted to do this, but I don’t have any choice now. I feel like I can’t live without you. Please come with me; together we shall avenge the death of my pack and my father,” she said, with a pleading look on her face.

“No, I can’t. I’m so sorry, but I can’t go with you. You know I’m a rogue, and I’m not just an ordinary rogue, I’m cursed. No pack would ever welcome me; instead, they would want to kill me or chase me out. I don’t want to cause trouble...”

“My late mom’s kingdom isn’t a pack. She’s from Wyrmshold,” she revealed.

“Wyrmshold?” he asked, surprised, and she nodded. “The dragon kingdom?” She nodded again. “Your late mother was a dragon?”