3. Marked

Aminda

I could feel the intensity of his eyes traveling down every inch of my skin. Pausing to study every soft curve of my body. I let my dress drop around my ankles, and his eyes flashed. I was now standing in nothing more than a tiny thong. He exhaled through his teeth as he walked around me, devouring me with his eyes. He stood behind me and pulled me by the hair. He inhaled my scent. I know he loved it. I felt him shudder as my scent traveled through his senses.

"The scenery is perfect temptress, but the view is exquisite." He cupped my breasts from behind, twitching my nipples. A soft moan escaped me. He pulled me closer. So close that I could feel his erection. He continued fondling my breasts. It felt so good. I put my head against his chest and closed my eyes. I felt one of his hands traveling down my lower abdomen. His claws tore the flimsy material of my panties. Then, I felt his fingers caressing my dampened folds.

"You're so wet for me." He turned me around and pinched my chin softly. "Tell me, why were those men chasing us?"

His tone was possessive, prompting me to assure him there was no other man in my life.

"That was my stepfather. I escaped home in the middle of my birthday celebration." He chuckled and kissed my lips seductively. Our tongues collided with each other in the most passionate kiss I had ever experienced. I curled my fingers on his leather jacket, and I think even my toes were curled.

"You..." I tried to speak, but he kept kissing me.

"...have." Another kiss, and he bit me. I yelped and pushed him slightly. "You have too many clothes on." I managed to tell him.

He took his jacket off, spreading it on the grass. His shirt went next. I ran my fingers all over his chiseled chest and abs. He was perfect. I kneeled on the floor over his jacket, taking my fingers to the waist of his jeans. I unbuckled his pants and freed his erection. My eyes sparkled, and my mouth watered. It was tough. I put my hand around it, but my fingers couldn't touch around the wide girth. He was huge. I liked the precum on the tip, and he hissed. He grabbed me by the hair and tilted my head back. I looked into his brilliant blue eyes.

"Open your cute little mouth, temptress. I want to feel it wrapped around my cock."

"I... never done...this before." He looked at me, and he smiled. I think he liked to know that.

"Then we'll leave that for next time."

He said, caressing my cheek, but there was no way. I wanted to taste him. I didn't know if I'd get to see him again after tonight. I opened my mouth and began sucking it like Deandra, Bessa, and I practiced on a cucumber. The grip of his hand on my hair tightened, and he threw his head back. He let me do it at my pace. I sucked and licked my way down his long shaft without breaking eye contact. Just when I was getting the hang of it, he pulled me up, making me release his cock with a pop sound.

He gave me a bruising kiss.

"As much as I was enjoying your little prowess, beautiful, the first time I want to come with you, it's inside your sweet pussy. I need to have a taste of your honey, too."

He placed me over the jacket and parted my legs, admiring my pussy so intensely, making me blush. When his warm mouth and expert tongue practically French kissed my pussy I gave a loud moan. He lapped my juices from my clit to my entrance. He sucked my little knob of nerves, making me writhe with pleasure. I pulled his hair as I came, experiencing my first orgasm. He continued to lap my juices until I was so sensitive I couldn't take it anymore. I was crying, but I still did not fully recover from the mind-shattering orgasm I had just experienced.

"sssh, princess." He cooed on my ear. "There's more where it came from." I felt the head of his cock pushing its way inside my tight entrance, and I stilled. "It's better if you relax, Aminda." My name sounded beautiful in his voice."

He pushed all the way in. A cry of pain escaped my lips, but he quieted me down with a kiss.

"What's your name?" I asked him to breathe.

"Kian, my beautiful mat.." I missed the last part he had said. He started moving faster. I opened my knees further to give him better access. He put one of my legs over his arm, pushing it up. Each thrust brought me closer to the edge. I was chanting his name out loud. I didn't even realize it. "Kian, Kian!" I had lost my virginity to my sexy wolf, just the way I wanted it. His mouth latched to one of my nipples without losing the rhythm of his thrusts. A second orgasm hit me as I whimpered his name. He bit my neck, and while it hurt, it intensified my pleasure. I felt his warm seed pouring inside me.

"Fuck, sweetheart. I don't think one time was enough. I want to fuck you all over again." He put me on top of him. He was already hard. he sucked my nipples as he lowered me on his shaft again. I whimpered when I felt a little sting. He licked my neck when he bit me. The sensation felt so good. His thrusts were fast and hard. I placed my hands on his hard abdomen to support myself. Firmed big hands were clamped on my hips. His eyes were dark pools of lust.

"I want to have you all night for myself. Say yes, princess." He demanded huskily. He rubbed my clit with two fingers. A low moan escaped me with a hissy "Yes!" He chuckled and began thrusting harder. We cummed at the same time, and I collapsed on his chest.

His big hands groped my ass. I moaned, too tired to do anything else. He was still inside me, and I felt him twitch. "I can't no more. I'm too sore already." I complained, kissing his chest. His hand trailed down my spine.

"I've just started, sweetheart. You're addictive. My wolf is purring." He made us switch positions, leaving me under him. He sucked and nibbled my neck until he was satisfied, then he trailed kisses to the value of my breasts until he reached a nipple. His tongue swirled and sucked on my already tender peaks. Soon, I was sopping wet for him again. I was no match for this horney wolf. He took me one more time. My moans and his grunts created the most erotic sound. When I came, I blacked out. The last thing I felt was his seed spilling inside me for the third time that night.

When I woke up, I was sprawled on top of him. It was almost morning. Alister had probably turned the town upside down already. Kian sat, too, in a hurry.

"What's the matter?" I asked him as I dressed hastily.

"My people mindlinked me. They say the Supreme Witch heiress is missing, and the news said a werewolf is the main suspect."

I gasped. "I gotta go back. I'll look for you."

"Aminda, wait!"

I teleported right where I knew they would all be gathered, waiting for me. The ostentatious room of the mansion where Aunt Marilla and Alister liked to entertain their pompous guests. Mother jumped from her seat and ran towards me, embracing me.

"Oh dear, you're alright!"

Aunt Marilla's evil face was expectant.

"So, did you do it?" Lose my virginity. It was all she cared about. She wanted me to finally be able to use dark magic for her benefit. I just looked away from her cold and eager eyes without giving her a straight answer.

Alister's eyes were pitch black, and darkness swirled around him. He was furious; I knew he wanted to be the one to do it. I once heard him discussing it with Aunt Marilla. He sounded desperate, but she denied him. He got up and pushed Mother aside.

"Who was it? That filthy werewolf? Did you lose your virginity to an abomination?"

Aunt Marilla clapped gleefully.

"So it is done!" She cackled.

I pushed Alister with just one look, making him collide with the wall across.

"Do not dare to put a finger on Mother ever again."

Marilla was ecstatic, and Alister was glowering daggers at me. I helped Mother stand up. She wasn't like this. Alister must have something on her to make her act so powerless. I threw my hair behind my shoulders and headed to my room, but Aunt Marilla's shriek stopped me.

"What the hell do you have on your neck, Aminda Loretta Bettencourt?"

Not the whole name. I rolled my eyes and touched my neck. I must have hickeys all over it. Alister almost roared when he looked closer at the left side of my neck.

"You let that mutt mark you?! How could you let him brand you like a mere cow?! You're a Queen, Aminda! Get rid of that, now!"

"What is it?" I was so confused. Mother had both her hands on her mouth. Aunt Marilla was enraged, and Alister was almost frothing from the mouth.

Mother materialized a mirror and showed me. I had a golden and crystal blue tattoo on my neck. It was like a crest. It had a wolf, a star, and a crown on top. What in the living hell...

"It's the mark of a royal, Aminda."