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-Jackson- I could see my mate enjoyed praising a lot, and her eyes grew bigger, before she wanted to do it again to me. She took me in fast, this time more confident, and sucked me deeper even. I groaned, leaning my head back, the pleasure so good, but I didn’t want to miss the show either. I looked down at the beautiful sight, loving every part of it, and I grabbed her hair harder, before I fucked her mouth with my cock. I couldn’t help but grow a little rough. She was making me lose my mind. She whimpered and moaned like I was licking her pussy, but she just enjoyed pleasing her alpha that much. It spurred me on and soon I was coming down her throat, feeling so much pleasure again. This time I felt a little dizzy, and did need some time to recover. Daphne seemed eager for more, almost, as I pulled her off me, and I loved the sight of it. “Now I get to play too,” I said. She moved back, but I pulled her closer, making her squeal a little, as I grabbed her legs. “Wait,” she said, a
-Daphne- I had not thought being spanked could be enjoyable and that first one had certainly hit hard, but this was something else. It was a slight shock mixed with a dull sting and warmth that travelled to my pussy, heating it up a little and making me feel something slipping out of me. Was I dripping? “Shit Daphne,” he mumbled, as he probably watched it happen. He ran his fingers up the trail, scooping it back up and pushing my own juices inside of me again before he fucked me with his fingers. “Goddess!” I exclaimed. One joined the other two and then he was stretching me, not moving a lot, but I couldn’t help but shift back and forth, wanting more, wanting them deep inside of me. Shit, it was good. I could feel the pleasure building again as I fucked myself with his fingers, but then he withdrew them, making me whimper. “Jackson!” I looked over my shoulder, seeing him suck his fingers clean, making me heat up at the sight of it. “Sassy mates don’t get to come.” “I was so cl
-Jackson- Yes, I was quite forward, but I had also made a bold decision to take my mate from her own home in the middle of the night. Was there even a reason not to act a little bold now? I didn’t think so, and when I looked at her, I didn’t feel like waiting. Daphne was incredibly beautiful and so sweet. The way she blushed just from me asking about her heat drove me crazy. I couldn’t imagine anything better than she and I fucking for hours as we both turned into animals driven by our baser needs. It was going to be incredible. We could build our own little family and I wanted nothing more. “Don’t talk around this,” she warned me. “Why? Don’t you want us to have a family because if you don’t, that’s something we should discuss as well,” I reminded her. “Jackson, there might not be a chance of having a family!” she told me. “Of course there is. You just need time.” “Time?” “To accept me as your alpha once I am all you can think about, then you don’t want to be with someone else.
-Daphne- I had been quite clear about him not touching me, but when I woke up in the morning, I found a heavy arm around my waist and a hard body pressed against me. I was about to tell him to move to his side, but when I moved, I felt his hard cock against my ass, rubbing me. Shit, it made a whoosh of warmth go through me, but it was a delightful feeling. How could I lose control so fast? I wondered. My body moved on its own, my hips shifting a little, rubbing against him, inviting him. Jackson groaned darkly, the arm around me pressing me closer, before his hands slipped over my stomach, going to my hip and guiding me. “Hungry?” he whispered in my ear. “Do you need your alpha?” Fuck, I loved that dark morning voice, and his hand dipped lower, now going under the t-shirt I had slept in. A little scream left my lips as his fingers found my clit. He didn’t move them but let me move against them, rolling my hips, and bringing us both pleasure. I wasn’t myself. This wasn’t me, but it s
-Jackson- It wasn’t that I didn’t understand my mate’s concern. Of course I did. It was just that I simply couldn’t care. Not now that I had her, and I felt secure now. I felt certain nothing could take her from me and that she would truly be mine. I didn’t see another outcome. Maybe I was being foolish, but I couldn’t help it. My mate was right there with me, and I felt extremely happy about that. Why should I care about everyone else? Why should their opinion matter? I knew I wanted Daphne. Screw the traditions and ranks. I only wanted her. Why did she not want me as much? She does. She is just scared our mate, my wolf assured me, but I did grow a little uncertain. “Because my family can be revengeful.” I looked at her, surprised. “What?” I asked. “They can be revengeful,” she explained. “How?” “They are lycans. My father is powerful and on the council. You don’t think if he learned you had taken me and claimed me, he would spin it around. He would make you the villain and de
-Daphne- I enjoyed it a lot to get to know Jackson and making him get to know me. We talked for a long time, not even realizing how fast time was passing until the sun began lowering in the sky, and Jackson noticed out of the open doors we had let stay like that so the cool breeze could come inside the house. “Shit, I think we are almost past dinner,” he whispered. I turned and watched as the sun was on its way down, too. It was crazy how fast time went just talking and spending time together, but something deep in me was also pleased as we had spent all that time together. It made me feel deeper connected to him. “Shall we go eat?” he asked. I nodded, and he grabbed my hand as he led me to where the kitchen was, but as he made me sit at the kitchen island, I realized something. “I can’t cook,” I told him. He chuckled. “That’s all right. I can.” “You can?” “My mom was taught it, and she taught me. I am not a chef, but I can make us food,” he promised me. I smiled, enjoying my
-Jackson- I could see where Daphne was coming from. It was not that I didn’t understand her concerns or fears, or that I didn’t get the power her family had. But I was head over heels for her. I couldn’t get her out of my head, so trying to imagine a future without her was simply not possible, and I believed we could do the impossible. Hadn’t Ana and Roman? I knew he was king, so it did change something, but they would have our backs. I knew that. It was an interesting point Daphne brought up. How her family would get their revenge not through fighting or killing, but through rumors and poisonous words. That changed something. It made me think even more about what there was to lose for both of us. I had really not thought this through, had I? “I can sense that changed something,” she whispered. “I still want you.” Neither of us were looking at each other, though. “And I want you.” “But you’re right. The thought is scary.” I turned to her again, but she was only glancing at me as
-Daphne- Jackson’s words surprised me so much. I couldn’t make sense of them first. How could a marking help anything? That would only make my family so angry. They would definitely want revenge if I came back mark and mated to someone they didn’t approve of and then everything I feared would definitely happen. But then Jackson explained what he meant and slowly I began seeing where he was going. I couldn’t say I completely agreed though, but I could see where he was coming from. “Jackson…” I began. “Consider it.” “But it wouldn’t be right,” I whispered. “What do you mean?” “I mean, you would be forced to stay bound to me. Feelings can still change. You could still get angry with me, and where would we stand then?” I asked. “But it would be different.” “No, you would hate me.” “Daphne, I could never hate you.” “No, listen to me.” I grabbed his hands, holding onto them, and a smile spread across both our lips because we couldn’t help it. We were still mates, and we desired on