Alpha Kian And His Captive Mate novel Chapter 51

My heart was going to explode.

She spread her legs wider and glided the tip of my shaft into her opening, groaning hoarsely while locking her feet behind my back.

Damn, this was definitely not the innocent, helpless Nyla I knew.

She pushed hard at my shoulders as I sank into her deeply. I tried to go slow when she gasped repeatedly but the beast inside me didn't know slow. I could feel her walls stretching for me while her nails scratched down my back in response to my firm thrusts.

I bottomed out over and over, watching her eyes roll into the back of her head. My mate. All mine!

I stroked her swollen nub with my thumb and watched her twitch in pleasure. She moved her hips faster to feel more pressure from my finger. I grew thicker deep within her. My thrusts became longer as I buried my face up against her neck.

The thought of marking her drove me crazy and holding off made me pound harder into her. She cried out in pleasure and struggled to free her hands which I had pinned up above her head. As I lowered my mouth to her breasts and sucked on them, I could feel a powerful orgasm rip through her body. She screamed louder and tugged at my hair. I jerked deep inside her and found my own release right after.

Kissing the beads of perspiration on her forehead, I laid on my back and pulled her into my arms. She snaked a hand around my nape and rested her head on my chest. My body craved for more. But there was a more pressing issue that needed to be dealt with.

I cupped her cheek and made her look up into my eyes. Her face held no clues. "What are you, Nyla?"

"What do you mean?" The usual innocent facade was back, with those long lashes fluttering in confusion... feigned confusion.

"How much longer do you think I'll buy this dainty damsel image you've created for yourself?"

"I never told you I was a dainty damsel. And I have no clue what the hell you are talking about." She moved away from me with a scowl and rubbed her wrists where I held her down earlier.

"Oh yeah? All humans drink werewolf blood for breakfast, isn't it? And their eyes glow golden when doing so. Stop it already. Tell me, what are you?"

Soon after, she had completely relinquished control. Unable to hold it anymore, I collapsed on top of her, groaning hoarsely with one of the most satisfying orgasms of my life. Her body shook with the waves of pleasure coursing through her once again.

I rolled to the side, panting and sweaty. She surprised me again by huddling close and kissing me long and hard. I could feel myself growing stiff again before going down on her. We were like two lust crazed teenagers who couldn't get enough of each other.

She closed her eyes in exhaustion and snuggled up to me after a couple of hours while I watched her in awe.

I had never seen her glow in such perfect health in the last two months. The dry, scaly skin had now transformed into something soft and supple. Her true meal was surely a blood meal.

Wyatt's folks never reported any mysterious happenings after he found her. How did he even find her?

Unlike us hot-blooded werewolves, I think she was fully in control of her powers. Powers, which she probably derived from the ocean... specifically on full moon nights.