His hips rotated, then he started thrusting into her hard and fast. Celeste whimpered, wetting her cheeks with tears. It felt good, too good... She felt as though the pleasure could kill her...
She was overly sensitive, she just came and yet still Zillon wouldn't let up. He was being cruel, giving her too much of what she begged for... But could she complain...?
Even though she was suffering because of her sensitivity, even though she was shaking like a leaf, she wouldn't exchange this for the world, she wanted him to slow down, but a part of her didn't...
The roughness, the man handling...it was all worth it if this pleasure was what she'd gain...
Hugging him tighter, Celeste gave up trying to run away because it's obvious that he wouldn't let her... He was too deep into his lust, he had succumbed to his desires and overall, she was happy that she was capable of making him lose control.
 
Zillon woke up to Celeste wrapped securely in his arms. The shirt she wore smelled just like him, but how could it not?It was his.Last night after showering, he had forced her into wearing it and when she had finally thrown it over her head, pride had filled his chest to the very brim.Beneath it, she wore nothing but a pink panty that he had watched her put on, her legs and a fair portion of her thighs on full display.It was a tempting sight, but he had managed to push back the sensual thoughts and focus on the fact that she was already worn out. He had been rough, he had f*cked her like he had never f*cked anyone before.He had gripped her with the aim of never letting go and his hips had worked like an oiled down engine. She had cried out, tried to get away, and yet still he had held her captive to the pleasure.During that very moment he felt as
Celeste and Zillon walked downstairs side by side to the sweet smell of meat balls and what they were sure was spaghetti.Around the table, Gregory and Celine already sat, both watching as the beautiful couple approached. "I see you people have finally started to look like soulmates.""Shut up, mom." Zillon grumbled, taking his seat alongside her. He patted the seat next to him, non-verbally telling Celeste to sit there.With little to no hesitance, she did, ankles crossing as she looked up at Zillon's parents. "Goodmorning.""Morning sweetheart." They both replied in unison, Gregory's face lighting up like a Christmas tree. "You're one to always remember your manners Celeste, but let me ask, why are you not sitting beside your father-in-law this morning?""Well I...you see..." Celeste started, her eyes darting down to stare at the table. "I...I—"
She waited for the hit, the viscous bite, but it never came, instead another wolf with fur as black as night brought it down before it could even get close to her.She wasn't sure who this wolf was. It had the aura of an alpha, it was strong too… it's jaw locking around the rogue's neck, not hesitating to break it.Who was...?Celeste's heart stammered in her chest when the black wolf turned to her, blood draining from its mouth. It wasn't apart of the pack, she was greatly aware of that, but it's scent made her feel rather safe than scared.Perhaps it was because it was so similar to Zillon's; freshly chopped woods and cherry blossom, or perhaps it was because it saved her just now. But why?Celeste took a step back, her feet shaky, her heart a mess. "W-Who are you?"It stepped forward, crouching down as it transformed back into its natural form. It w
Zillon didn't talk to her for the rest of the day and if his eyes caught hers, the look in them would be colder than ice. She understood his anger, she understood that she was wrong, but...Celeste zipped her suitcase closed distractedly, nothing but sadness in her eyes as she watched him pack his bags. Could he not just forgive her?Every single time he glared at her, an additional piece of her heart fell from her chest and into the pit of her stomach. She hated it, she kept wishing things would go back to how they were, but every time she attempted to get close to him, he'd walk away.It's been hours now, she craved his attention, his touch, but she doubt he'd be kind enough to issue her either. He probably hated her now, the look in his eyes made that obvious and yet Celeste couldn't help but wish that her assumption was wrong.These past few days were special to her and she really di
Zillon stuffed his bags in the trunk, leaving it open for her to put her luggage in as he walked around to the driver's seat.Celeste strained a little, but managed to fit the suitcase inside. She adjusted it, then closed the trunk and walked around the car to the passenger seat beside his.She pulled the door open and as soon as she entered and closed it behind her, Zillon drove off.Throughout the whole drive, he didn't say a word to her. He kept his eyes on the road and his hands on the steering wheel. It was a torture; watching him ignore her, and though it was painful, Celeste had to endure it.It was all her fault after all, if she had just ignore her restlessness and ignore the will to feel free, she'd probably be in his arms right now. But as he had ruthlessly said before they left his parents house....'What is done is done..."And he was right
Zillon ran a hand through his head of black hair as he walked down the hall to Celeste's room. He was ready for patrol and though he was angry at her, he at least had to say goodbye.He was aware of the fact that she was probably angry at him after how he had treated her, and honestly, that was okay...he deserved her anger. He shouldn't have glared at her, shouldn't have called her weak and he shouldn't have driven unsafely either, but he had every right to be angry at her too.That girl heard when his father spoke about the rogues, she knew they were dangerous, hell she knew they had ruthlessly murdered two pack members already and yet she went so deep into the f*cking forest.She was an omega, but he was sure that the elders had educated her. Ferals come around anytime the crave for blood haunted them; day or night, and that girl, that damn foolish girl went out there, so close to the pack borders.
Zillon pulled away, looking his kitten in the eyes. "I'm sorry, I really am...my anger was stemmed from the fact that you were so eager to put yourself in danger. You almost died Celeste, something could've happened to you and then what would I do? Without a mate like you, what would I do...?""Well I...I—""Look, until the rogue matter is through, I don't want you in the woods unless I'm there with you. You have to understand that you weren't trained to fight, there's no way for you to defend yourself...so let me be your protector... If you want to go for a run, tell me, I'm not heartless I'd let you...I'd give you anything as long as I'm in the position to do so, just tell me Celeste; you're not alone anymore, you're not unwanted... So tell me..."He brushed her hair aside, tucking the loose strands behind her ears. "You won't ever understand how frustrated I was when I couldn't find you inside that house and you
Celeste heard what Zillon said, she did, but she couldn't resist the temptation, she wanted to know what his punishment would entail of and this was why she was laying on the bed, flat on her back, wearing nothing but the clothes of her skin.A hand was between her legs, the other held tightly around her breast as she tried her best to pleasure herself. It felt good and the fact that she kept imagining that it was Zillon who was touching her...made it even better.She would soon reach her peek, the pleasure was piling up and every time her finger circled her clit, it'll only increase...A fire that would soon be quenched reigned in the pit of her stomach, urging her to roll her fingers fasters. She did, not being able to resist what was like instincts to her and her legs trembled, a moan slipping from her lips as a response to the impact of her actions.She spread her legs wider, fingers runnin
I want to thank you guys for sticking with me throughout 'The Alpha's Unwanted Mate' journey, but now it's time for another! It's out guys! Xavier's story is out! 'A Rogue For The Alpha King', it'll be just as mind blowing as this one! Trust your author Gaydar and go read!(っ˘̩╭╮˘̩)っ Let me just drop the description real quick୧(^ 〰 ^)୨ Celia Cobourne betrayed her pack in aid of being with him; her one true mate, and yet instead of accepting, he abandoned her. She deserved it though, didn't she? She was already branded, she was already used...and futhermore, what would an alpha king really do with a Rogue...? _ Xavier Macre or Rather Kaheel Macre as he came to know, ranked up from a rogue to an Alpha King after finding his real parents...he had stepped on many people for revenge and revenge got him on the throne he now sat on... But with nothing but a throne and a crown, what joy would he have? Could he go back to his mate? The rogue one, the branded one, the stepping stool tha
Zillon hesitantly patted the tombstone he stood before, fingers shaking. He didn't want to be here or rather, he was afraid to be...Beside him, his mother stood and behind them were Celeste and the kids...they were three years old now and somehow, Celeste had got them into practically forcing him to come here.'Grandpa...' they had said, that evil, little smile smothered across their face. He really didn't know how such devils slipped from an angel's womb and he would never know.These kids were cute and funny, but they were hard to control. They ran around the house as though it was a track field and threw his ornaments as though they were balls. Sometimes he wished he could throw them out, but then he remembered that they were his kids and moreover, he was the one who spoiled them.They weren't fond of listening to Celeste either and the only way they'd listen to him was if he got all serious...even now they were running around for no god damn reason.Zillon glared back at them, bu
"What did the doctor say?""He sai—""No Fredd, you shouldn't have asked him that, ask him why are we here... that's all I need to know.""Because you're suppose to be...?""And why is that?" Liam questioned, glaring at Zillon. "We weren't with you when you were getting her pregnant, it's almost 4 in the morning man! This isn't fair.""Stop being such a douche Liam...he obviously doesn't know what to do or say...the man is sweating so f*cking hard." Fredd patted Zillon's shoulder. "What did the doctor say?""He said that a few hours from now, Celeste was going to have the f*cking babies.""And you're happy, right?""Yeah.""Then why in the goddess' name are you crying?""Because she's going to cry, she's going to be in so much pain.""Ahhh, such stupid reasonings, but st—""I think I was wrong..."All three men turned to the doctor and then to the room Celeste was in when they heard a broken cry."Her labour is not at all hours away, it's a couple minites now. I assumed she wasn't rea
"Hey, do you think Celia will ever come back, I know she's alive or rather that's what I keep telling myself...but when will she come back? We were enemies for more than five years and when the issue between us finally resolved, she left? I don't understand it, I want to, but I can't. Do you think she's with her mate; with Xavier?"Zillon rubbed his eyes and looked over at Celeste, another month had passed and though she had seemed okay throughout it all, he knew she wasn't...but now he was glad that she was opening up about this topic once again. "I thought we were over this, Kitten...but since we're apparently not, I'm glad you woke me up, what time is it by the way?""About 3... In the morning." Celeste grumbled, staring up at him with those sad blue eyes."I don't know where she is, but you said it before, you said she always had a reason for doing things, you said that whatever it is that she does...it was always to benefit her. Trust her, Celeste... she probably left in order to
Zillon stripped her slowly, his lips leaving kisses down her stomach as he pulled down her panty. "I'll take it slow tonight, Kitten...I hope you don't mind."Celeste's finger ran through his black hair, a moan leaving her lips. "I don't..."Zillon pulled the panty off the very tip of her toes, dropping it on the floor. "I knew it was stupid to have held back and yet I did it anyway. Why do it if I didn't have the resolve to hold back forever...? Stupid."His tongue traced her thighs, his hands pulling her legs wider and down into the wilderness he went. His lips spread her folds and his tongue made an even bigger mess out of her. She was already wet and yet more slick kept dripping down her walls. Her legs shook so bad that she thought she was dying from fits and Zillon still didn't stop.His lips explored her property as if it was his and his tongue searched the warmth of her walls as though something that belonged to him was lost beyo
"Where is she?" Zillon asked as soon as he returned home. Liam and Fredd looked away from the TV and gave him a guilty look. "She fell asleep, not sure if she's awake now, but her mood will be sour...in fact since you're here, we're leaving.""What did you guys do to get her to sleep?""Well you know, nothing out of the ordinary...we just told her she was fat and...and ugly...""What?""You told us to stop her from eating, that's the only thing we could come up with..."Zillon pinched the bridge of his nose. "I'm not even going to argue or complain, it's my fault for asking idiots for a favour. Go before I strangle you both..."Liam and Fredd nodded and quickly walked out of the living room. Zillon glared at them until they disappeared out of his line of vision before walking up the stairs. He entered his room, finding Celeste asleep on their bed.They had renovated her room, filled it up with things for their
Zillon sat on the couch when Liam and Fredd tiptoed in. Both had their index finger on their lips and jumped in fright when they saw him."Gosh...I thought that was her...is she sleeping?" Liam whispered."As if Celeste would ever sleep, she'll be down in a minute."Both men instantly spun on their heels. "Well we'll be out in less than a minute...see you later man."They began to tiptoe their way back out, but Celeste walked down the stairs right on time. "Liam! Fredd...?" She grinned.Liam groaned as he stopped to look at her. "Couldn't you have stayed longer?""What do you mean?""It's nothing..." He turned to Fredd, whispering pretty loudly again. "Seeing as the enemy already saw us, let's just stay...when she attacks later, we'll leave."Fredd nodded, him and Liam walking over to take a seat beside Zillon on the couch. "How's it going man? I bet you've been going mad.""Not today, she's been good..
"Cereal again, Celeste? This is really getting out of hand. Why don't we make sandwiches today?""I don't want that.""Toast?""No...""Then how about I chef you up my masterpiece?""What's that?"Zillon grinned. "Eg—""No..."The stupid grin on Zillon's face went missing instantly, she didn't even let him finish...how harsh. For months now, she's been eating unhealthy food, nothing to keep her throughout the day which was why she was almost always hungry... ice-cream, buns, salty snacks and cereals that's what she mostly ate for breakfast, sometimes he could force to eat what he prepared —eggs, the only thing he actually cook and sausage sandwiches— but not everyday she'd listen."Celeste, come on..." He threw an arm over her shoulder, pulling her away from the cereal box. "Don't you love my newfound talent?""If it's cooking, then no."Zillon's pride melt into water and it wasted no
It took four months after the war for the devastation that the pack felt to lessen. Many had died, leaving children, wives, parents, but their efforts were never forgotten..They were all buried at the south side of the borders where their loved ones could go visit them... The pack had lessened drastically, it was no longer second to the Alpha kings's pack, but then again, Zillon did not care.He didn't have time to envy Xavier's pack when he was busy rebuilding his and taking care of Celeste.That night when he had...you know... 'woken from the dead, he got to find out that Xavier wasn't at all his brother, they had the same blood, they were family, but they just weren't brothers...His father has done something so despicable that it had become a sensitive topic for him. He had been there to confess, beaten and bloodied, but still alive.His wolf hadn't been strong enough to retain its form, he had involuntarily changed back into the ski