Chapter 45: Alkan - Fated to the Night King
By Krysta Fox
Her words set me on fire, and I kissed her with all the gratitude I felt. The link that tied us together was throbbing in my chest now, and I could sense her emotions. She was being honest. She truly wanted this.
Lining myself up at her entrance, I kept my gaze locked with hers, sliding in and stretching her slowly. It was excruciating pleasure, and it was an act of will to hold back. To give her a chance to adjust, to allow her body a chance to welcome me inside. Into the heat of her, the tight channel clamping around me and feeling so perfect that I could have spilled then.
“Alkan, please,” she begged, tears shining in her eyes as she watched me braced above her. “We need this,” she managed to say, and I understood. She and her wolf, becoming integrated in the way they had never been before, joining with their mate in the way that had always been intended.
I surged forward as she urged me on, soaking up every gasp and cry of pleasure, sealing my lips over hers as I drew out and pushed back in. She was opening up, taking me in and shredding my restraint. It wouldn’t be long before I emptied myself out inside her and when I did, I wanted her teeth buried in my neck, her throat swallowing me down as I’d done to her moments ago.
Sliding my hand under her neck, I lifted her head up, and she clung to me, fingernails digging into my back, dragging down along my spine that would no doubt draw blood. But she understood what I was asking her when I managed to grit out, “Claim me, ey ruhum,” and she did exactly as I asked. Her teeth snapped into the notch of my neck where the blood was closest to the surface and bit down. The pain made my head feel so good, and I thrust forward a final time, hitting the very end of her and spilling out as pleasure took me over.
When I rolled over to the side, I took her with me, settling her easily on top of me and relishing the feeling of her body relaxed and sated. I stroked gently over her skin, whispering my thanks, my joy, and my praise for what she’d gifted to me.
I felt her drifting off, sleep taking her over, and the bond that had been growing blazed to full life, twining us together in ways no one could ever destroy.
That feeling followed me into sleep as the sun broke over the horizon and night slipped away.