I watch as no one pays me any mind, which is fine. Right now I don't want to be noticed at least not by these people. What little daylight was left fads and soon the rain comes. It's slow and miserable but it's turning the dirt of this so-called mountain into mud. I wait for my mate who seems to be kept or maybe his grandfather has forbid him from coming back to me, or maybe he has changed his mind. I stand and stick my hand out. The rain is cold but I don't care. I look around, everyone has gone and so I slip my boots off and stick my toes into the mud and inhale.
I walk out, not caring about the shirt or my mate, or the fact that it seems to me that I am unwelcome here at the moment. I walk down the path we had taken to get here and back down till I reach the forest line where Cora was, or once was. I'm not going back there. I look around, I am sure I'm alone and so I slip off my top and drop to my knees and start to spread the mud over my body. Covering my shoulders, my breast, my tiny belly.
"Do you feel better now girl?"
It's Cora's voice. I don't move but I see her eyes behind a tree, the yellow of them.
"I don't know what I feel," A slight lie,
I can see her smile, "Why do you like the mud so?"
"I was bred to be a dog," Yet somehow I know that's a lie.
She laughs "Is dis what you think?"
I shrug and then I look down, "Wolves don't do this do they?"
"Would ye like it if your mate rolled around with you in it?"
I bit my lip because that actually sounds pleasing to me.
"Ye are no dog,"
"Maybe it would have been better if I had been."
She smirks, "He comes."
"He who?"
But she's gone and then I hear a growl. I look over my shoulder and see my mate. His eyes are heated but I can't tell if he is angry or turned on.
"Mate!"
I can tell by his voice, that it's both. I don't move. He walks up to me and looks down "Kaggun told you to stay!"
"I'm not a dog!"
"I know that!" He snaps,
"Would you rather me be?" I look at my hands "I, I will be,"
If that's what he wants. "I can tend to you like I did the daughters of Nim,"
He drops to his knees and grabs my right wrist "Enough,"
I look at his skin. It's wet and clean. I raise my other hand and drag it down his body and he takes in a breath. I move his straps away and run the mud all over his chest. I come off my heels and he lets go of my hand so that I can use both to smear the mud over him. He growls and my eyes catch his.
"You are dirty," He says and the husky tone sends shivers down my body.
"You're not dirty enough," I reply hoping my tone does the same to him.
His hands move to his pants and he unbuttons them, "Bend over, now."
Lighting strikes and heat courses through my veins. God, I could release just looking at him like this.
"Now," He says as he pulls out his hardening length. I go down on all fours and his hands find me and move me around, "Spread your legs for me,"
I moan at his request and spread them wide for him. He smacks my ass and then runs his muddy hands over my back then moves his hands to my breast and back to my hips. He pushes his hips forward making his hardness rub against my ass. "I should punish you for leaving our nest,"
One hand leaves my waist and then he is rubbing against my folds, the only thing not covered in mud. I hiss with pleasure, I wasn't aware my core was that hot. But every time he gets close to my tingling spot he draws back.
"DaThoren," I moan with need.
"You do not know how bad I want to just ram my cock into you,"
I roll my head down, god I wish he would just do it.
"But I'm going to make you pay for scaring me,"
"Scaring you?"
I can feel him spread my ass cheeks no doubt to look at my butt.
"Then I find you here, naked for others to see,"
I bite my lip,
"Turning me on so bad making me precum in my pants just watching you."
I moan again as he rubs his cock against me, this time he allows himself to reach my tingling spot. I shiver with great need. "You are calling to me even though I have already planted my seed into you,"
"More," I beg,
His hands tighten on my hips then he hauls me up so that my back is touching his chest. He grabs my jaw, "I don't care what you are because at the end of the fucking day what are you?"
I don't know what he wants me to say,
"Bad girl," He growls "I shouldn't remind you, I should leave you here in the cold mud alone and in heat."
I whimper at that Idea.
"But I can't," He says through a clenched jaw. He squeezed mine, "Because you're mine."
He tosses me down and my forearms catch my fall, splattering the mud. I don't have time to react to it because he thrust his cock into me and I cry out into the night in both pleasure and pain. He squeezed his eyes shut as half his cock slides into me with ease. "Goddamnit," He growls "I need more of you," He says and I throw my head back making my hair stick to the mud on my back. He pulls back and thrusts back in. I groan in pleasure and pain and his cock is one thrust away from claiming me all the way.
"Damn it," He growls and does it again and this time I can feel and almost hear the stretch of my body and his cock bottoms out and buries into me.
We are one again. He reels back and my wall holds tight to him as if they don't ever want to his cock go. He groans as he thrusts back into me.
I moan, "Mate,"
His next thrust is hard and short and he growls and I throw my head back again, "DaThoren!"
"Again!" He thrust hard and short,
"DaThoren!"
"What am I!" He growls out and I feel his muscles tighten.
I groan and push up all my forearms, "My mate,"
His pace quickens and our bodies are slapping together as my wetness for him covers him. His hands move and I've lifted off my hands and my breasts begin to bounce as he thrust into me. The mud slides over my nipples and I gasp, "What am I?" He asks again, his voice is husky and heavy and he is panting. Heat builds and I moan through my clenched teeth and then I'm back on my forearms, my breast in the mud, and his heavy form is over me his mouth to my ear his cock is as deep as it will go and I cry out.
"What am I!" He yells,
"My Alpha!"
His teeth sink into my neck and his cock pulses and knots into me again. It's like he can't get enough. I am calm but he, he is growling, "DaThoren,"
But he keeps growing and won't let go of my neck.
"Oh my," It's Cora, she comes out of the shadows and walks around us.
I whimper and my mate puts an arm around my waist as if to hold me down.
"He is quite possessive of his queen ne?"
I can hardly move,
"Do you love him?" She asks,
My lips part but before I can answer his teeth are out of me and he is making me look at him. His lips covered mine in a softness and gentleness that makes me forget that he is a brute. I pull back and his eyes are tinted pink. I blink, "Yes, I love him."
"You would do anything for him?"
Actually, I would. I look at her, "You want me to leave him too?"
Cora smiles and tossed back one of her braids.
"I am the Alpha of this woman." DaThoren speaks finally seeming to gather his words "You have no say," He looks down at me "You are mine if you leave I leave."
Cora chuckles, "I was hoping you would say dat."
We both look at her,
"Go,"
"Go?" My mate asks her,
"To there," She points way off "To the mountain of ash and fire."