Chapter 25

Mature
Samira

The urge for sex was something too primal to even try to resist, not with someone like him gyrating his hips to my motion. I stroked it slow and steady, but with each stroke, I could see his eyes changed.
At first they were amber, then red…focused on me… watching as I hesitantly adjusted myself so I could put it in my mouth.
“Ah.” He groaned.
It really didn’t fit… but I made it work. I licked his tip, and used my hands to stroke as I bobbed my head. I could only get the first 3 inches or so, but he looked intoxicated with pleasure… I got more confident each time from hearing him grunt. Tyson leaned his head back, and growled a guttural grumble I knew had no meaning.
I did this for a minute. It only took that long for him to want more…I did too. I could feel my core demand attention with each dip…. Each time I rose, the intense desire to be mated roughly screamed in the form of scent….
I’d reached the apex of this heat. I don’t know how I knew, but I just did… It was likely instincts… to be bred until I can’t take anymore… That is the true form of heat. I didn’t care about anything right now, other than feeling Tyson get ready to adjust my position…
“Come here.” Tyson growled.
With his strength, he grabbed my hips and positioned my entrance in the air. He put his tongue inside me before I could react… It felt amazing.
“Ah, yes!’ I cried. He chuckled.
*Tyson’s light cackle was sinister.*
With his tongue, he entered me, and licked my button in one smooth motion. I was already dripping wet, but now I was in total bliss. The heat was being sated, but I would not be satisfied yet.
I began to climb as he seemed to go faster. I did with him. We matched each other’s speed, and he leaned back, throwing his head back too.
“Fuck.” He growled.
I wasn’t really paying attention until he stopped. “I’m putting you on the bed.”
“Yes your highness.” I said submissively batting my eyelashes, and my mate flipped me over, so now he was on top…. I was on my back on silken sheets, and he looked at me with blazing eyes…I liked his dominance… He was going to take me like a lead stallion… “Mate me like an Alpha.” I mumbled.
All clothes, if they were still on, were removed. He grabbed a breast and kneaded it. He held himself up, hovering over me, kissing me with all the restraint he had. He’d put his fangs and claws away, but I was so horny if he clawed me, I think I’d like it.


“I’m going to fuck you like a King.” He said biting my mark, entering me.
I screamed in pure pleasure… He slid inside me. I was so wet, and he was so big, that I stretched around him.
He held the sides of my hips while on his knees, having my back half in the air. My legs were wrapped around him, but he pounded into me so hard and fast it felt like holding onto a bull in a rodeo.
“Harder.” I said as he bucked in response. He lifted me up so now I could wrap my arms around his neck.
He had his eyes closed, ramming into me with only some of his strength…
“I can tell you’re holding back sire.” I moaned, but he corrected me.
[Call me Tyson, or Alpha.] He said going a little harder, still marking my shoulder.
“Tyson fuck me.” I commanded. “You can’t hurt your mate.” He let go, so he could deny me.
“If I mate you how I want, I could-” I cut him off.
“You won’t.” I said digging my nails into his shoulders. I couldn’t scar him, not that I wanted to.
He bit my mark, and stood on the bed.
“Ah!” I screamed.
He only grunted in response; I could see the glow to his eyes reflect off the wall.. He was wild, only the beast right now… And I must admit, I liked it. No normal man could ever do what he can… He was so big, almost bigger right now…
I clawed his shoulders, and arms, not knowing what to do with my hands. They managed to find and pull his loose hair.
“Yes.” I panted.
Again, he only grunted. With each pump I was completely stretched and filled…. With each pull, he almost pulled out. His movements were erratic, wild, untamed… Tyson’s focus was my pleasure. I could feel him still gyrate his hips to hit my button with every slam.
Had the curtains been open, I’m sure the entire castle would know about our actions. He braced himself against the front of the headboard, and my back was pressed to the wall now… I could feel every inch. This was pure ecstasy, something I don’t think I even experienced my first time.
I climbed a mountain so steep, I struggled. I could see its summit, and at the top was a pulse from my core that made him cum in me with all the force he had.
He fucked me so hard, my heat was sated. There was no more desire for sex… We just held each other a moment. He came thick ropes in me and on the sheets when he pulled out… It was covered in both of us…
[Fuck.] He snarled….
“Fuck.” I panted.
He grinned.
“What?” I asked still catching my breath….
“Ooo, you said a bad word.” Tyson laughed.
“I did No-Stop!” I complained.
“OOOOO LYIN’ TOO!” He yelled opening the curtains.
“I’M A GOOD GIRL!” I screamed flustered, and he laughed a hearty boom.
“Not anymore. Lying AND swearing. Shame.” He sang, drawing out the ‘m’.
“….Fu….Fluff you!” I said hitting his chest playfully, but it made him lose it. He laughed holding me as a bride, headed to the shower.
He kissed me on the forehead gently, taking my bangs and pinning them behind my slightly pointed ears…. The tips were red as a tomato from the blush he gave me. [Damn she’s cute… I already love this woman….] he rumbled, then cleared his throat. “Thank you for giving this demon a chance.” Tyson chuckled.
“Thank you for accepting a bad lil unicorn.” I giggled, but I did mean that. Tyson by all regards should have picked a Lead Mare for his people… not me.
“I hear that.” He warned. “I… I care about you more than this bond. I would not have accepted anyone else, even if you’d have rejected me.”
“But you’d be a king with no successor.” I countered.
“A king who *can’t outright die* with no heir…. Hardly a problem.” He said firmly.