Bora Bora is beautiful! The light breeze ripples off the sea whether it's day or night. I inhale the glorious fresh air deep inside my lungs taking in the white sand beaches and tall palm trees. I love it here!
When I turn from admiring the gorgeous sea view I'm awed at the even more gorgeous view laying on our bed. I gasp, letting my eyes trance over his luscious pale skin that glimmers in the dimming light of the horizon. As I glance over his delicate collar bone our eyes meet in a heated standoff. I walk slowly towards….he bites his lip. He grabs the belt of my robe and tugs it gently, loosening it. His long slender fingers untie it the rest of the way. I grab ahold of his hair…pulling softly.
Moans escape my lips as he takes me in his warm mouth, his lips dancing along my hard shaft. I shiver when I feel the back of his throat hit my quivering tip. I thrust my hips towards him and pulled back a little, stroking his hands around me. He licks the underside of my big boy then rounds the tip with his wet tongue. I shudder…spasms pouring out of me as I let loose inside his mouth. He welcomes the white stream….letting it flow down his throat.
My half lidded eyes pass over his beautiful face as those dark eyes look up at me. "...Dean…"
His scent hits my nose. I release mine at the same time filling the room. Practically ripping the robe off me I pounce my mate! Forcefully freeing him of his own robe. I shower his body with kisses. Marking every piece of flesh I can get to with value and purple blemishes! I growl nipping at his neck, turning into a feral beast!
"...Xavier….mmmm…."
I pull up an inch from his face and rub those swollen lips before plunging two fingers in between them. The soft moan that leaves him makes me even harder…so hard that it hurts…I bend down to plant kisses on his neck again, thrusting my fingers in and out of his naughty mouth.
Removing them as I nip him again, I slowly make my way to that small entrance that quivers underneath my touch.
"Xavier!..." He gasps.
I grunt, nibbling his hard pink nub between my long canines. I round the twitching hole with my fingers before inserting one inside.
He tenses…I rub his back with the other hand and drag my tongue across his chest to the other nipple, shaking in my mouth. I push inside him slowly as he loosens a little and insert the second finger. Twisting and pushing inside of him with two fingers searching for that sweet spot, stretching his tight little hole as I go.
"Aaahhhh….!"
The sound tells me that I've found it before I feel the hard shell graze the pads of my fingers. Licking the middle of his chest up to his neck and over his chin, I lips connect in sweet bliss. I take his breath into mine….pushing gently…slowly…at his quaking hole.
He lets out a loud grunt and pushes against my chest. Our lips disconnect making me feel empty. The glaze in his eyes turns me on. I'm already on fire still pushing my little man inside, the tightness making me grunt and groan as we continue to stare into each other's eyes.
"Mmm…Xav…Xavier…"
"Shussshhh…." I know what he wants to say. But I'm already inside of him.
Our eyes never leave the other. We have a staring contest as if fighting for dominance.
I smile slyly cupping the back of his head in my palm. I begin to move agonizingly slow.
"Relax…" I whisper in his ear.
His lips part as he deeply exhales. His hands move to my back and wrap his legs around my waist pulling me so close that the last sliver of sunlight can't slip in between.
"Faster…." He closes his eyes and nudges his head into the crook of my neck as I pick up the pace.
Anything for my mate.
The sounds of my sack slapping against his plump cheeks, our moans ringing out in perfect sync catching up to our breathing as out hearts beat in harmony are the only ones that I hear in this white room with basket weave decor. The open patio doors carry in the night sea breeze that melts away the sweat beads that continue to form in our passionate desire as I take him in every way possible! My body trembles when I feel the throbbing sensation from my member as it cries out in from the oncoming sweet release that's only seconds away!
"AAaahh….!" I moan loudly picking up speed and pounding him until his ass turns red.
"Mmmhhh Ahhh....!" The whimpers below me brings me wonderful ecstasy. "Aaaaah!...X…Xavier!"
His blood curdling scream brings me out of my trance a little.
" …Haah…what?"
"Mmpphhh…yo--you--knotted me!" He cries.
I look down and move a bit.
He smacks my chest. Just then I realize that I'm stuck inside him and I'm still shooting off!
I look up at him in terror. He tilts his head and frowns.
The lump in my throat refuses to go down as I look at him and hear myself whimper.
Chase what have you done?!
Me? It's your fault too! I huff at that and we both just look at our mate with tears threatening to come out.
Dean breathes and I see a twinkle in his eyes.
"Well, what's done is done."
I perk up like a puppy that just got his treat and smash our lips together devouring his tongue and breath again as we wait for my knot to settle as the endless river of my seed fills his deep cavern.
*
I lost count of how many times we made love. We were both insatiable. We made love all over that villa, inside and out. It was our second go-round when he had the courage to mark me. I'm not too upset about it. I should've expected his wolf to knot me, but it still scared and shocked me all the same. When we started mating there was no stopping it! No matter how mad I might get at him. My body and wolf craves him. His scent drives me insane! That entire week in Bora Bora we mated almost non stop. If our stomachs didn't start to growl we wouldn't have eaten. Going to the bath was a given and we thoroughly enjoyed the pool in front of our patio.
I find myself wearing his shirts or pants just to keep his scent near me no matter how close he may be to me in a room. I used to steal his shirts when I was a freshman and sleep in them. Only Skylar knew about this and he even helped me to get a couple of them! Hahahaha…I've always been in love with him. I honestly would've been devastated if my mate turned out to be someone else.
Returning to the pack was…great…?
"Hey! You and your team are supposed to be over there! We are on this side! Get it right already!"
"Ha! What do you mean by this side? We used that side yesterday! So we're using it again today!"
"Stop all this bickering! You call yourselves warriors?!" My father in law booms.
We had barely stepped out of the car when we heard the arguing. What happened? Everything had been going well leading up to our wedding.
"Dad, is everything okay?" Xavier walks up to them as the butler and servants grab our bags.
I walk behind him after Walker takes my bag from me.
"Yes, just a minor disagreement over which team will practice their skills on which side of the training field."
"Teams?" I walk to stand side by side with Xavier.
"Yea, we thought it would be a good idea to split the warriors into two teams based on their skills with weapons and martial arts every day. So that each warrior becomes proficient in their skill set."
"Mmn.." He grins widely at the idea.
It's ironic because we were talking about doing something like this when we took full rein during our honeymoon.
"So the teams switch around every day?"
He nods 'yes' as the Betas approach the warriors and further diffuse the situation.
Sam winks at me while patting Max on the shoulder. Just then I'm attacked from behind! All I can see are red curls covering my face!
"Damn Amber! You're a wolf and a Beta…you are not light in the least!" I groan as she stays on my back and starts bouncing on me making it worse!
She cackles evilly and finally hops down.
The three of us make our way to the packhouse. Father in law brings up the rear after letting Max and Sam handle that mess.
We head right for his office which will be Xavier's office in just a few days.
"So…" A large grin appears on his face as he stands in front of his desk with his legs crossed. "...How was the honeymoon?"
Xavier chuckles and I find myself glaring at him. The back of my neck tinges so I look away and back to my father in law. He clears his throat…I guess he noticed my expression because he suddenly stops and straightens up.
"It was amazing…dad…"
"Yea…" I mumble.
"Good to hear." He clears his throat and I spot him eyeing the mark on my neck. Clapping his hands together he goes on to say, "Now that the two of you are back and well-rested we will hand over our duties to the four of you and secure the united pack link at the linking ceremony on Thursday."
We all listen intently to what he's saying.
"Amber and Max are coming along well in their Beta training. Given their previous training history there wasn't much left to teach them." He smiles proudly.
After the meeting, we head to our Alpha Suite to see that our bags are already there. We start to put our stuff up and gather the dirty clothes the housemaid has to pick up in the hamper. By the time we finish, it's around lunchtime, so we go to my parents' place. They still have their home in our old pack territory. We simply combined the land of our pack with theirs so now all of it is Red Silver Snow Pack territory. I was apprehensive at first when the idea of combining our packs into one came up but looking at everyone now as we travel by foot to my parents'...I'm happy that we did. It's worked out well so far.
"I'm so just glad that those Russians didn't cause a problem at your wedding." Dad was saying over lunch.
"Mmn…I expected Skylar to jump first." Xavier chuckles under his breath.
"I think that after all these years they have finally gotten over it." I say.
"You really think so?" Papa says with his head cocked and his eyebrow lifted.
"Either way, I'm happy that they didn't show it at your wedding."
"Mmn…"
"Enough of that! How are you two doing working on some more grandchildren for me?" Papa says with a smirk.
I choke on my grape juice.
Xavier grins.
I shift my eyes around the table and grasp the back of my neck before quickly removing it. But it's too late, my papa's eye catches it and he immediately bubbles over with joy.
"Pap–"
"I knew it! You let him mark you?!" Papa laughs and turns my head so that he can get a closer look at the marking.
I groan.
The grin on Xavier's chiseled face becomes permanent.
"Then…we will hear good news soon…huh?"
I shoot dad a look that I used to give him when I was six, the look of 'defiance' he calls it.
I love my parents but sometimes I think they purposely wished and prayed to the Goddess to make it so that I would be the child-bearer in my relationship…no matter who my mate turned out to be.