A Rival's Fate (Emmi-Mae x King of the North)

[Emmi-Mae]

......Thump Thump...Thump Thump.....Thump Thump......

Nothing could overcome the deafening roar of her heartbeat in her ears as she stood frozen. Unable to breathe... unable to think... Unable to look away as her father's head tumbled on to the floor. Deiya stood in the very spot she'd remained, her arms ceased by two of her father's enemy's packmembers. Tears burned hot in her eyes as she shook her head, her silvery blond hair falling in unkept waves about her face as she released the breath she hadn't even be holding. He'd killed him... Her father was dead... beheaded by another Alpha all because of her.... Atleast thats how she saw it.... It was her he truly wanted, Called to the pack by the scent of her incoming heat. Her mother's scream of agony ripped through the sound of her roaring heartbeat as the Mating bond between her parents shattered. Deiya tried to lunge for her mother as the older female lunged for her father's lifeless body as his war form began to shift back into his headless human form. Her mother could survive a broken mates bond but no wolf truly thrived after their mate was killed... for how could you go on when part of your soul was shredded from you.

Her blue eyes watched the blood stain the forest floor where her father's body laid motionless, her mother's wailing all she could hear. The strong arms holding her in place tightened as she struggled against them with a low growl of frustration as her icey blue gaze found the Alpha responsible for the overtaking of her pack... her people had been defeated... Lives lost in a battle she was unable to fight because of her sex. She felt her wolf within her mind pacing with fury, itching to be unleashed to enact her wrath.. she'd kill him for this....The Resolve cooled her temper as her icy blue eyes remained locked on the monster before her. The Male who had come to lay claim upon her. She refused to lower her head in submission to him... She'd never submit.. She was Alpha Reiter's daughter..While females were not permitted to hold rank above an Alpha she refused to bow. The wolf within her raising her own head in pride. She had to remaind strong for the remaining members of her pack who would be at the mercy of this monster who had come to claim them all. Whether that meant fighting him until she too became fertilizer for the forest. She strained against the stronger hands that held her, the Male's laughing at her pitiful strength. It was no use... Even these Betas were stronger than she was... She'd been given no training in combat... her wolf rarely able to be let free.... She would be of no use to her people dead. She felt the tears roll down her cheek as her eyes watched the Alpha. "Why are you doing this?" Her voice spoke, not wavering or cracking. "He had submitted to you....He didn't wish to fight..." She breathed.. It was true... In hopes to stop more bloodshed her father had swallowed his pride and bent the knee to him in hopes he'd spare his daughter... and still....

 

[King Of The North]

Ezra‘s discontent was palpable as he emitted a low groan, meticulously tilting his head from side to side. The audible cracks of his neck bones reverberated through the eerie night. His transformation had fully relinquished the grip of his warlike form, permitting the life force within him to course through his veins. He was acutely aware of the rhythmic pulse in his ears. His recollection seemed shrouded in a hazy mist, not quite forgotten, but akin to recalling a distant film.

Though remorse didn't weigh heavily upon him for the violence he had committed, his wolf had long been a companion of anger and pure aggression, something he had learned to live with as a young boy. With his dark green eyes now fixed upon Reiter's mate, her persistent cries grated on his nerves, and he sensed his wolf's irritation as it bristled.

A guttural growl erupted from his throat, prompting a twitch in his taut muscles. Gradually, his gaze shifted to the daughter of the fallen alpha. She was a captivating sight, a sensory overload of beauty and fragility. She valiantly resisted the scrutiny of his eyes, leaving his wolf in a constant state of agitation. The need for her to submit was palpable. He rolled his neck once more, that familiar tension returning to his spine whenever his wolf's fervour flared.

Her voice reached his ears, and a deep frown etched across his countenance. Casting a meaningful glance at his betas who had her firmly in their grasp, he uttered in a low, authoritative tone, "Release her." His command was met with immediate compliance as they let her go, their eyes avoiding any contact with him as they stepped back. His gaze returned to the young woman before him, and he spoke with an undertone of annoyance, "Because this is the way our world operates."

Ezra held a firm belief that alpha males couldn't afford to submit; it was a sign of weakness that he and his wolf couldn't condone. To succumb to such weakness would expose him to unwelcome consequences.

"Ultimately, he wouldn't have allowed me to obtain what I came here for," Ezra mused, his eyes briefly flitting to her father's lifeless form, next to her weeping mother. He took a step closer to Deiya, finding himself drawn near, his pupils dilating as he fixated on her, her scent now dominating his senses. Her resistance to submission and her strong-willed words signaled to him that she wouldn't be an easy conquest.

"Your bloodline is strong, as is mine," he intimated, "Our offspring will inherit the strength of their lineage."

Inhaling deeply, her intoxicating scent filled his senses, eliciting a guttural groan that he struggled to restrain, resisting the urge to claim her right then and there in the moonlit clearing. His eyes roved over her form, a mischievous grin curving his lips. She was not just attractive, but rather, she was breathtakingly gorgeous and undeniably alluring.

With a composed tone concealing a simmering desire, he inquired, "Is this your first heat?" His gaze continued to dance over her figure, unable to deny the magnetic pull she had on him.

 

[Emmi-Mae]

Deiya's breath caught in her throat as the commanding growl from the Alpha reverberated through the clearing. Her heart still raced, but now her struggle was physical rather than emotional as the Beta pack members released their hold on her. Their subservience to their Alpha was evident, even as they avoided eye contact with him, and it sent a shiver down her spine. She stood there, her disheveled silvery-blond hair framing her face, her ice-blue eyes fixed firmly on Ezra. The mixture of anger, defiance, and a hint of fear played across her features as she braced herself for what would come next.

A mix of defiance and trepidation danced in her icy-blue eyes as she stood her ground, refusing to allow her legs to falter. The wolf within her paced restlessly in her mind, echoing her inner turmoil. The battle for dominance between their two worlds was palpable in the charged silence that enveloped them. His words sliced through the tension like a razor-sharp blade. "This is the way our world operates," he declared, as though it was a simple truth that needed no further explanation. Her lashes fluttered a moment as though she momentarily wished to speak her rebuttal... If their world was this cruel perhaps it was at the fault of Males. For it was always Females that had to take the worst of it.

She couldn't ignore the implications of his words, the chilling reality that her world had been reshaped in an instant. Her father's submission had cost him everything, and Deiya understood that her resistance, her refusal to bow, could bring even more consequences. However the wolf within her would not submit... for she too was an alpha. Even if female Alphas were against tradition and common law, Deiya stood regal and proud before him. The blue linen gown she wore shifting in the breeze along with her hair, filling the clearing with her intoxicating scent that caused many of the other males to grow more impatient yet still on the sidelines for no wolf could ignore an unmated female in heat.

She watched as his gaze momentarily drifted to her father's lifeless form, her mother's heart-wrenching sobs still echoing in the night. It was clear that the Alpha had come for something more than just dominance; he had come for her. Her body tensed, and the wolf within her stirred restlessly. She wouldn't be an easy conquest; that much was evident in the way she held her head high. Deiya's icy-blue eyes hardened on Ezra's, a silent challenge flickering within them. "Our bloodlines may be strong," she retorted, her voice laced with a determined edge, "But that doesn't mean I'll simply surrender to your claim."

The realization of her impending heat loomed large, and the Alpha's blatant attraction to her was impossible to ignore. She couldn't deny the magnetic pull that existed between them, even if it was a source of frustration and anger. A small fragment of her rational mind caused her to wonder if it was their wolves that were drawn to one another that caused this magnetic pull... She didn't care. With a hint of sarcasm, she replied, "Is this your first time claiming what you want?" Her gaze bore into his, unyielding, even as she grappled with the undeniable undercurrent of desire that pulsed between them.

Deiya knew that her life had irrevocably changed, that the future held many unknowns. She had lost her father and her pack, but she hadn't lost her spirit, and she was ready to face whatever lay ahead, even if it meant confronting the powerful Alpha who had disrupted her world.

 

[King Of The North]

Ezra's piercing gaze grew even more intense as the beguiling aroma of her heat engulfed his senses. Slowly, he closed the distance between them, acutely aware of her refusal to yield. His wolf snarled within, its restless energy causing his fists to clench with a fierce determination.

Her unwavering eye contact, in addition to challenging his wolf, held him captive. He found himself drawn towards her, irresistibly pulled by the magnetic force of attraction. Lowering his gaze, he peered down at her, locked in a silent battle of wills.

Ezra was taken aback by the depth of the spell she had cast upon him. The relentless urge to strip her of her garments and claim her consumed his thoughts. His inner beast, agitated, pressed him to assert dominance, urging him to put her in her place. Nevertheless, he maintained his stance, refusing to yield, his unwavering eyes fixed upon hers, silently beckoning her to submit, even as the defiant spirit in her gaze persisted.

Her sarcasm stirred a smirk on his lips, and her spirited defiance was boldly evident. Her determination not to succumb to his gaze intrigued him deeply. Other than younger wolves and other alphas challenging him, this was the first time a female had dared to stand her ground against him.

Ezra gracefully circled her, his eyes drinking in the delicate contours of her figure. As he came to a halt behind her, he drew near, pressing his body against hers. His hands ventured through her hair, tugging her head back with a sharp motion, eliciting a low, guttural groan as her intoxicating scent began to drive him to the brink.

"I don't care if you don't surrender to my claim, Deiya," he growled, the grip of his other hand unyielding on her hip, drawing her closer to him. Before she could utter a retort, his lips brushed against her neck. The initial softness of the kiss rapidly gave way to an unbridled intensity as he sank his teeth into the tender skin of her neck.

His bite was firm and left an unmistakable mark. He sucked at the skin with a raw, almost primal passion, a moan escaping his lips against her skin as the sensation gratified his wolf. He still maintained a tight grip on her hair while pressing his hips against her, the undeniable evidence of his arousal pressing against her.

"I'll have you," he growled into her ear, playfully nipping at her earlobe. His eyes then shifted to the other members of his pack. "Finish off those who resist," his authoritative voice reverberated throughout the clearing. "We remain here tonight."

With the acquisition of Reiter's pack and territory, Atlas had significantly expanded his own domain, positioning himself as the owner of the second-largest territory among rival alphas. However, his current focus was centered on breeding his coveted prize.

"I believe you should lead me to your quarters," he suggested with a low, suggestive hum as he released her hair. The struggle to control his urges was becoming increasingly difficult.

 

[Emmi-Mae]

Deiya found her heartbeat thrumming once more in her ear as she watched him, His movements closing the distance between them and causing his own scent to envelope her. Her wolf shuttered from within and the close proximity and the Alpha power that emanated from him. While others would have lowered their eyes in submission simply because of that natural aura of power that he carried she seemed uneffected by it... or perhaps her will simply was stronger than those around her.

Her icey blue eyes harbored flecks of gold and green around the pupil, an oddity but no less a beautiful sight despite the stare down they were having. She could practically feel the intensity of his desire and determination as well as the annoyance of his wolf as his aura radiated stronger, seeking to overwhelm her. The Magnetic pull between them was undeniable, and she struggled to maintain her defiance... however her gaze remained unwavering.

As Ezra circled her she remained rooted to the spot. The tension between them crackling in the air. His close proximity sent a riot of shivers down her spine, but she refused to show any sign of vulnerability. That was until his body pressed into her back, her entire form going still as his hand slid through her silvery blond curls, his strong grip causing a gasp to release from her lips as her head was forced back. Her heavy blond lashes fluttered several times as she was forced to look up at the moonlit sky above.

The low growl of his voice in her ear as he spoke awakened soemthing far more primal within her core as she inhaled to try and speak her retort but it was his lips upon the delicate curve of her neck that caused her to gasp and then involentarily moan as his fangs pierced her flesh. She let out a low snarl of defiance, biting down the moan that had betrayed her. He'd marked her... The sacred mark of their people, usually done during a willing mating ritual and now it was defiled. Anger seethed deep within her as she felt his hand upon the curve of her wide set hips as he pulled her closer. Her body fighting and losing the battle of her instincts as her wolf practically crooned in acceptance of that mating promise. Fucking traitorous she-wolf. Her back arched slightly, pushing her rear into that unmistakable sign of arousal between his legs.

His claim on her after he'd pulled his mouth from her lips caused a growl to grow in her throat. He would never have her, even if he claimed her as his mate she'd never submit to him. But a part of her already knew that he didn't care how much she fought and he'd likely prefer her fighting. She jerked her head to the side as he bit her earlobe, intent on sending it back to headbutt him in the process. However he was always pulling away from her and 'suggesting' she take him to her bed chambers she growled in defiance and watched as the rest of his pack began to terrorize her people, her mother still holding onto her father's dead body.

She had no other choice but to obey, even her wolf wished her to but she was stubborn as she raised in chin to look up at him. "I will not" She said with a stern tone. She did not wish to lose herself in the bedchamber where she grew up. The last thing she needed was that place to have nothing but horrid memories when she thought of it. "Take me anywhere you wish...I do not wish to think of this night when I think of my home... So take me anywhere.. but in there..." She said with a hint of gentleness in her voice as if she were trying to implore him to atleast do this one thing for her. She'd rather him claim her in some clearing in the woods like an animal than taint her family home with this vile act.

 

[King Of The North]

Her unyielding defiance stoked the simmering aggression within him, a rare occurrence in his experience. Such defiance often culminated in the termination of the opposing party's life, but with her, that wasn't a desirable option. In truth, he had no desire for it, yet it didn't prevent his wolf from bristling under the onslaught of her resistance.

As she growled and then openly refused him, his primal instincts urged him to punish, to assert dominance. Ezra came to a halt, attentively absorbing the softness in her voice as his keen eyes scrutinized her. In that moment, he entertained the notion of claiming her right there, of humiliating her and forcefully establishing her place.

However, a possessive fervor overtook him, dispelling the temptation for immediate domination. She was his, and he was resolute in making her his mate, irrespective of her consent. The compelling allure he felt was undeniable; she was the Alpha's mate, and nothing could change that fact.

His shirtless form glistened with sweat as he moved, his body aflame with the fervor of his wolf's intensity. Swiftly, his hand closed around her throat, pulling her close to him in a commanding grip. "You need to cease your denials," he growled, the pressure of his grip on her neck tightening. "I am your Alpha, whether you accept it willingly or not."

Taking in her scent, his fingers dug into the tender flesh of her throat. "But I'll make this concession for you," he stated firmly. Ezra would relocate them to a different place for this act, indifferent to the specifics. Despite his aggression and the force he had exerted, he would afford her a measure of respect.

His hold around her neck slackened, and he nudged her to follow, his determination unyielding. He needed this, and so did his wolf, or the maddening turmoil within would persist. Guiding her by the hips, he pushed her through the dense woods, leaving behind the clearing. Their return was inevitable, but for now, they would embark on their own path. He would address her mother's grief and the mourning of her late mate at a later time.

They continued walking for several moments, his relentless and resolute pace maintained. Occasionally, a growl would involuntarily escape his throat, a source of frustration for him. The constant struggle to restrain his wolf tested his patience, and he longed to provide it with what it desired.

"You don't submit," he murmured as they walked, more of an observation than a question. Deiya's resilience intrigued him, fueling his curiosity. He desired to unravel the enigma of this she-wolf, to uncover the means to compel her submission. It was a persistent determination within him.

Eventually, they reached a mossy clearing beneath an ancient oak tree. The disarray from the pack's territory had faded into the silence of the forest. Ezra guided her closer to the spot and halted, taking a moment to let his eyes survey the tranquil surroundings. After a few minutes, he began to undo his belt, a smirk gracing his lips as he tossed it aside.

He pressed her against the oak tree, his lips gliding over the spot he had previously bitten on her neck. Drawing away, his fingers adeptly started to undo the front of her dress. If she resisted, he was prepared to bind her hands behind her back with the belt, but he afforded her a moment to comply. Ezra remained silent as he compelled her to turn around, his fingers efficiently unbuttoning the back of her dress. "Let it fall," he growled once he had fully loosened it.

 

[Emmi-Mae]

His growls stirred a yearning deep within her that caused her to tremble despite the resistance she'd held onto. She held back the urge to smile her triumph as she noticed his rising aggressions and annoyance in her denial of him. Despite her size she stood up to this mountain of a man, the top of her head just reaching his shoulder and yet she stood regal and proud before him. As he closed the distance once more and grabbed her by the throat a grunt left her as his grip caused her wolf within her to whimper, her lashes fluttered as her teeth bared to him in a snarl.

She listened to his demands for her to cease refusing him and she simply stared him dead in the eye despite his firm grip halting her airflow. Her blue eyes remained locked on his. It was only when his fingers dug into her flesh and she feared he'd allow her to asphyxiate did her eyes show a momentary flicker of submission, if only to allow his hands to loosen on her throat so she could breath. When he did she began to cough and wheeze to try and breathe again. Horrified by the fact that her body reacted in such a way that made her wonder WHY she enjoyed that.

As he lead her by the neck away from her people as those who resisted were slaughtered she kept her eyes on the forest ahead of them. His observation caused a soft laugh to break from her lips, a beautiful sound despite the situation. "Never" She promised. She knew what was in store for her, While she'd never lain with a Male she was not a prude to the ways of their people. "My wolf may bow her head to you... But I will not..." She admitted, giving away the knowledge that her wolf had already submitted was enough to give away that her will was her own, something rare within the Lycan species. But Deiya knew why her wolf had submitted... she just refused to accept it as the truth... Their wolves were destined for one another and it was why that magnetic pull had brought him to her.

As he pressed her against the tree she pressed her hands against his chest, her nails sinking into his flesh but she did not dare fight him... She knew better than to truly fight the alpha, while he wouldn't kill her he deffinitely could make this night far more traumatic for her. As his hands began to untie the front of her dress instincts caused her hands to grip his wrists to try and still him. Her hands were quickly moved away with just a flick and as he turned her away from him, keeping her well pressed between his massive frame and the oak bark she felt each button break free from its clasp and she shuttered as the linen fabric slid down her slender frame, one that had curves in the perfect places for a female of ample breeding age. Her skin was almost flawless save for three jagged scars across her right shoulderblade to the left side just above her kidney's, a scar most likely caused by another lycan. Her fingers dug into the bark as she stood in silence with her back to him completely naked. She looked over her shoulder to the male that would become her mate after tonight but said nothing.

 

[King Of The North]

Deiya's captivating nature was undeniably intriguing. She possessed a strong will, or at the very least, a potent control over her inner wolf. This posed a considerable challenge for Ezra, especially during the breeding season, when silencing the beast was a rarity. He understood that their bond would test his patience. Her inherently defiant demeanor was a clear indication that their coupling wouldn't be a straightforward affair.

As her dress fell to the ground, he stepped closer, moving her hair to press a kiss to her neck. The compulsion to touch her in every conceivable way overwhelmed him. His large hands glided up the soft expanse of her skin, finally coming to rest on her chest, where he cupped her breasts firmly. His arousal was palpable, pressing against her as he indulged in the exploration of her body. Yet, her enticing scent was an increasingly distracting force, making it harder for him to maintain composure.

Control was slipping from Ezra's grasp with a female in heat so close. It was a tormenting battle to deny the overpowering desires and urges. Succumbing to the pressing need, he tugged her away from the tree and pushed her down to the ground. Kneeling beside her, he seized her legs and drew her toward him.

A growl echoed from his wolf, mirrored by a rumbling sound emerging from Ezra's chest. His hand found its way between them, caressing the head of his thick member against her moist folds, teasing her clit before firmly pushing against her tight entrance. With a slow, deliberate thrust, he eased the full head of his cock inside her. Then, he thrust his hips forward, burying himself deep within her with a resounding moan.

While many would strive for gentleness and slowness, Ezra couldn't afford such restraint. He pulled his hips back and drove himself into her once more, with a forceful and deep penetration, his arousal filling her to the brim and making contact with her cervix. Her tight walls clung to him fervently as he claimed her.

 

[Emmi-Mae]

Deiya's nails dug into the tree bark as she she felt his very presence behind her, the sound of his breath.. his growling causing her to tremble as her eyes fluttered shut, his touch needy and claiming and yet strangely soft and gentle as he brushed her hair from her neck and his lips kissed her neck. She bit her bottom lip as she pressed her stomach into the tree in a way to try and gain some distance from him but he only pressed her closer as his hands began to roam over her naked flesh, his hands becoming firmer as he grabbed one full breast in his hand. Her thighs instinctively pressed tighter together as the delerium of her heat cycle began to influence her mind. It was hard for a female in heat to fight the natural instincts to submit to her mate. Her body's soul purpose was to be bred and grow pups and this very moment it had awakened.

However her body was no where near primed for what he'd rushed her into as he pulled her from the tree and pushed her onto her back. She gasped out as instincts caused her to crawl backwards. The strong hand on her ankles causing a gaspy cry to leave her as he dragged her naked form across the ground, her silvery blond hair matting with fallen leaves as she desperately tried to turn onto her side, her legs kicking at him as she let out a growl of defiance as he pressed himself between her legs she felt the panic begin to build within her. Her wolf not any help as the heat drove the she-wolf to whimper in anticipation for what was to come. She'd be in heat for the entire week so she knew this would not be the last time he'd force himself upon her. As his cock rubbed against the sensitive nub of her clit her entire body jerked in response, Her eyes squeezing shut as her hands pushed on his chest. "N-no" Her voice gasped out as she felt his cock align with her entrance, Had he not realized she was a virgin?! Her eyes widened as she shook her head, her nails scraping at his chest as she fought against him, her breath ragged as her body tensed. "S-stop stop! I've not - AH!" She was unable to finish her sentence as his cock pierced her, shattering her hymen and filling her almost to a point she feared he'd break her entirely. Her back arched as she sobbed out in her pain as he took from her another thing this night.

He'd not given her a moment to adjust to his sheer size as he withdrew and slammed back into her tight folds, earning another wheezing sob as she bit back her screams. She refused to let him see her as weak. Her head turned away from him as his thrust into her caused her full breasts to sway and bounce with each movement. Her wolf entirely silent within her as his movements began to coax a new foreign feeling within her as her heat began to awaken something deeper within her. Her blue eyes turned up towards the sky as a single tear broke from the outer corner of her eye and ran down her temple into her hairline. It took her several moments before that pain ebbed and pleasure began to replace the pain and her anger returned. Her eyes snapped towards him with a snarl as she reached her hand out to push at his chest. "I hate you!" She growled out as her legs struggled to move on either side of him. He was so much larger than she was even his hips made it hard for her to fight back. However with every harsh treatment of her body her cunt only seemed to tighten more in arousal around his cock as her she-wolf practically purred as he forcibly claimed her.

 

[King Of The North]

Ezra was aware she was a virgin but that wasn’t something his wolf cared for, her scent had him in a trance and the only thing he could focus on was breeding her properly. He was in need of heirs, a desperate need and she was perfect. Her body curvy and fertile, her heat was strong which was a good sign, her bloodline was exceptional and she would do him well.

Her sob of pain made his wolf growl, only letting a few painful moans leave her lips, she turned her head to the side as he brutally fucked her. He was rather enjoying the bounce of her body with each forceful thrust. She spoke again and he growled, his hand grabbing her neck as he continued to fuck her. “Hate me. Fine. But you.” With each punctuation he thrusted into her, rolling his hips into hers. “Belong to me and I to you” He couldn’t help but moan out rather loudly as her walls tightened around him, her body betraying her as her heat pushed her into pleasure, his voice echoing through the darkened woods.

His hand squeezed around her neck slightly enjoying the sensation and being quite unbothered by her hands and legs that tried to push and squirm their way out from under him, his grip on her neck and the weight he pressed down into her hips was enough to keep her small body in place. Ezra groaned loudly again as his heavy balls quivered and slapped against her, her cunt making delicious wet noises with each powerful thrust. His wolf becoming satisfied as he neared his climax, his hand released her throat granting her to freely breath as he squeezed at her breast, twirling her nipple between his fingers.

It didn’t take Ezra much longer, with a final hard thrust, he buried himself deeply into her. His cock pushing against her cervix, a low throaty moan drawled out from his lips. His cock erupted inside her, thick hot streams of his cum filling and flooding her womb. He rolled his hips against her as the pleasure continued to shoot through and shake his core. His cum started to leak out of her before he was even finished, overflowing her womb.

Finally he stopped his movements, keeping their hips together tightly as he composed himself. His wolf became quiet, currently satisfied enough to leave him alone for a short period of time. He sighed lightly, a feeling of frustration too over him, he struggled to control his wolf and he felt his relationship with the woman under him would of went slightly better if his wolf wasn’t so aggressive and forceful.

Ezra slowly pulled himself off her, his cum oozing out of her pussy slowly. He laid down in the mossy grove for a moment with a huff, he fell silent and didn’t say anything to her for a long moment before sitting up and retrieving some of his clothes. Ezra passed her her dress and he finally spoke. “I know you loath this, loath me. But all this,” he motioned around them, not only referring to breeding her but also taking her fathers pack over. “Is a part of life, our survival. My packs survival. So hate me but get use to this, we will be rutting for the next few weeks.”

 

[Emmi-Mae]

Deiya's entire body trembled in response to the growls that left him as he pounded into her with no mercy. Even as instincts told her to submit she still struggle beneath him, her will was not something easily broken despite how still she'd been earlier. Her entire body tensing beneath him as his massive cock slammed against her cervix with each excruciating thrust. The gasp of air that left her lips upon impact only amplified the sound coming from her lips with tiny grunts and moans. Her nails had raked across his flesh, leaving ribbons on red but not likely to leave any permanent scarring

When his fingers came to wrap around her throat once more her eyes widened while her pushy clenched around his girth, betraying her again,further embarrassing her for the rest of her life. However it was his words that replayed in her mind, she was his... and he was hers... it was something different.. a mating where he saw her equal to him in ways most males likely wouldn't. Of course given the manner of which he showed her how 'equal' they were she knew that momentary thought was pointless. She would just be a broodmare to him, a way of giving him heirs to strengthen the bloodline. She had been raised to be proud of her role as a female but this... this was not how her father had taken her mother, they'd gotten the chance to fall in love, he'd courted her before mating. Perhaps her father was too gentle of an alpha.

Her thoughts shot back to the moment at hand as he held her down and fucked her, his hand on her throat stopping any air from getting to her lungs and brain and yet her body still tightened around him even as she began to see the haze around the corners of her vision. When she feared he would cause her to black out he finally released her throat and her wheezing coughs cut the silence. Her wild blond hair littered with fallen leaves and dirt as her body bounced with each impact.

Her heat beginning to drive her instincts and cloud her mind to rational thought as he gave his final pounding and she simply laid there, unable to fight... unable to think... she had no where to go.. her pack was absorbed into his or slaughtered... she refused to play victim and seem weak for weak females were thrown to the ground for multiple males. Gritting her teeth her nails sank into the earth as she felt his cock twitch within her scquelching cunt. She bit back the rising moans of pleasure he had sparked from her with each press to her cervix. Her body went nothing more than his seed as the beginning of her first heat was one of the strongest things she'd ever witness in the next coming weeks. For an unmated female the hormones were enough to make a female practically beg to be fucked. But for a mated female it was far worse specially once her body had been exposed to the first release of seven, she knew within a day or two her hormones would drive her to do unthinkable things for the sake of taking this monsters seed. She would hate herself for it but she would keep her head held high regardless for she was the daughter of an alpha.

When he gave his final thrust her back arched with a small cry of both shock and pleasure as her body shuttered with a joint orgasm, a side effect of her heat and their mating bond solidifying. Her cunt squeezed and convulsed around his cock as his cut filled her womb completely, causing her entire body to grow hot as her silvery blue eyes looked up at him through thick lashes. Someday she might come to forgive him for this day... but now.. no... she loathed him.. loathed the situation she was in... but she would die before she allowed him to see her cry.

So even as he withdrew from her and tried to catch his breath beside her she kept her eyes on the sky, the moon looking down on the both of them in a way that told her that their mating was blessed by the moon goddess, Selune. She didn't respond at first as he spoke and offered her her gown. Slowly she stood to her feet, their combined juices running down her curvy thighs. Her hair which was once pristine and well kept now covered in twigs and leaves, her pale flesh muddy and dirty. She pulled on her gown and kept her chin high as she began to walk back towards the way they'd come. "I would have given myself to you freely... had you come in peace" she admitted to him as she looked to him over her shoulder. "I knew you were my mate long before today..." she stated with a sadness in her tone. "A shame that you did not live up to my expectations" she stated blandly as she stood tall and almost regal like once more. Her intent in her words were like daggers, she was a women of wits and strategy. Perhaps a part of her knew that her words would anger his wolf.

 

[King Of The North]

Ezra remained seated in silence, his muscles exhibiting subtle twitches before he began the process of composing himself and dressing. Her words grated on him, prompting a glance in her direction, accompanied by a slight scoff. "No options for peace," he retorted curtly, shaking his head as he fastened his belt around his hips. In his mind, peace was an elusive notion, overshadowed by the singular path to meet their needs and solidify power – dominating another pack. He knew her father would never truly give over his pack and Ezra would never truly trust another alpha in that position. So their current situation was the best suited.

Her parting words triggered a growl from his wolf. His jaw clenched, and fists tightened as he observed her departure. She was bold and it made him want to slap her. Ezra followed suit, his tone biting as he remarked, "Well, life is disappointing." He disregarded her attitude with a low growl, accompanying her on the journey back.

As they walked, he spoke with a stern and unwavering tone, "Pack your things. You're coming back to my estate." There was little room for warmth or negotiation in his words, emphasizing the determined and unyielding stance he took. He didn’t like leaving his territory for every long anyways and they had been gone for quite some time, they spent many days watching Reiter’s pack and their movements.

Upon their return, most of the immediate necessities had been tended to. Deiya's mother remained in somber vigil over her father's lifeless form. Ezra sighed and directed his beta, Eskel, to step forward. "Eskel," he beckoned, "give Reiter a proper burial, escort her back to their family home. I'll be waiting there." Eskel nodded, initiating the solemn process of preparing Reiter's body for a respectful burial.

Ezra wasted no time and headed towards Deiya's family estate, harboring a curiosity about potential maps or letters of strategic importance. As he entered the elegant, tutor-like home, a stark contrast to his own estate, he navigated through its spacious halls until he located an office. Delving into the deceased man's belongings, he sifted through letters and papers, revealing transactions with trades, alliances, and conflicts with other packs. Deiya's pack seemed relatively docile, with few recorded conflicts.

After a considerable amount of time, Ezra heard the door open, signaling Eskel's return with Deiya and her mother. Exiting the office, he made his way towards the front door. Ezra cleared his through, “Go pack your things.” He eyed her pale mother who seemed as if she was a ghost. "Your mother can stay with us if she wishes, but I'll also grant her the right to stay here," his voice slightly softer. Ezra was also aware that some of his pack members would remain on the territory while others would move to from their own, Ezra recognized the significance of the newly acquired land, contributing to the growth of his rapidly expanding pack.

Ezra followed Deiya to her chambers, he was silent, watching her closely, her scent still filling his nostrils and driving him crazy. The urge to lift her dress up and fuck her again was back but he chastised his wolf, his intense gaze set on her. He quite frankly didn’t trust her fully alone yet and would most likely have someone keeping an on her for awhile, he figured she’d have something to say about this and he almost rolled his eyes at the future prospects.

 

[Emmi-Mae]

Deiya felt a flicker of triumph roll through her when she sensed the tension in him as he battled with his control, It was something Deiya always found amusing with Males. How they'd banned females from ever allowing their wolf control under the guise of keeping them safe from harm. A Female wasn't even allowed to let her wolf out in self defense against a male intent on killing her, and many instances in the past females were severely punished for doing so. She recalled one female killing a male for attempting to rape her, She'd been put down by the Alpha of the pack the Male belonged to after enduring days of torment far worse than what that single male would have done. Deiya knew the truth however... She knew the true reason the law was implamented.

Over two centuries ago when all the packs were united under one Alpha, the whole of the Lycan kingdom had been ruled by the High Luna, A powerful Alpha Female whose name had long been erased alongside the history of her legacy. Beneath her five Males sat as her council and reigned over five territories. Deiya did not know the reason as to why her council saught to usurp her after generations of peace as the history had been lost, but she assumed it was the wolves instinct to gain power that caused the great war after one of the males killed the High Luna and the territories were shredded apart in the uprising, packs forming and females becoming the targets of foul play. The law was created to keep them silent and weak so that the Males could reign, but no Alpha king was ever named for no male would bow to another.

Deiya was amused at the thought that so many Males had trouble controling their Wolves when their hormones and emotions grew too strong... and yet they considered Females weaker even when most females were able to keep their wolves in check. She knew the history of their people most had forgotten, A history that would likely get her killed if she were to share it with the wrong soul. Her icy blue eyes stared at him with her chin held high as he grumbled his response of having no option for peace. She shook her head, knowing he'd say such a barbaric thing. Her father had known the truth... It was why her pack had been different. Although she still had to abide by Lycan law despite her father knowing about the High Luna's existance. Perhaps it was to protect her.. perhaps he didn't believe... it didn;t matter any longer he was dead... and she was the last of her kind.

" There are always options for peace... you just were not willing to make the risk" She spoke calmly as she continued to walk, her fingers braided together infront of her. She paused when he mentioned packing and leaving, There were so many things from her bedroom she needed to pack and she felt concerned he'd not allow some of her things to travel with them. She didn't give him a response and simply nodded her head once as her eyes turned towards her mother who still kneeled by her father's corpse. Deiya's wolf gave a soft whimper at the sight of her parents. 'easy, Zephra' Deiya's mind spoke softly to her wolf as she moved over to her mother, regardless if Ezra allowed her to or not. She carefully crouched beside her mother, her limbs still sore from their mating. Gently she rested a hand upon her mother's shoulder, the older woman sobbed and turned into her daughter's arms. Deiya's head remained high as her eyes turned towards Ezra as he commanded his beta to bury her father she took her mother's hand and helped guide her to her feet. Her mother shakily took her hands and looked at Deiya's eyes with great saddness "I am so sorry, My child" Her mother spoke in tiny gasps as she cupped Deiya's face between her hands. Deiya simply shook her head and closed her eyes, tilting her head forward to rest her forehead to her mother's "We knew it was only a matter of time, Mother. Father had hoped he'd take the offer... he did not...there is nothing more to be done... I am his.. and that makes him mine as well" She whispered the last bit with far more strength in her voice than one would expect from a female. "Come, Let us put father to rest so that he can be with the great luna" Deiya murmured as she followed Eskel to their family graveyard.

They remained there for quite some time while his grave was dug, Deiya's eyes dry yet sullemn as her mother wept, Death was hard for any bonded pair. She knew it was only a matter of time and many matings before the bond between her and Ezra was formed. Her parents had been gifted with the ability to communicate mentally through their bond. That was something she feared sharing with the beast who had become her mate. The last thing she wanted was for his wolf to be within her mind telling her to submit all day every day, She'd grow tired within an hour. Once her father was properly buried she gave a nod of thanks to Eskel, the man seemed somewhat empathetic to them both which made her wary. Carefully she turned to her mother and took her shoulders. "Mother, Look at me... You will be given a choice... You either stay here or join us... Stay here....plant potatos in all of the fields.. the winter will be harsh and many of the neighboring packs will starve... You can bargain for protection with the food you dont need for yourself.. If you come with us... you will die... I have seen it" She whispered to her mother, Trying to make sure Eskel wasn't within ear shot to hear her. Her mother simply nodded and wiped her tears. "I must pack, This isn't goodbye...Know that.." She said with a soft beautiful smile. Her mother nodded with a sniffle as she watched her daughter begin to walk off. "D-day!" Her mother called after her, using her childhood nickname her father often called her. Deiya stopped and turned towards her mother. "I love you, Moon Child" Her mother sobbed, Deiya's eyes filling with tears as she hurried over to her mother and hugged her tightly. "This is not goodbye, Do you hear me?" She whispered urgently before hurrying off to her bedroom.

~ What Ezra Finds in Reiter's Office ~

~~ Within her Father's Office, Ezra would have found a small ornate box with a letter addressed

'To my Rarest of Gems, Deiya
For your birthday i knew this ring would be the final piece to your journey, I had trouble finding the Blue Tourmaline but after many years of asking around I was able to find it. I hope when you wear this your vision seems clearer
Love eternally, Father
PS Do use this wisely, Tourmaline is a fickle material to ankor to'

The small box holds a beautifully crafted golden ring encrested with shimmering blue Tourmaline crystals. Along with some very old historian books about the Great War if Ezra would of been interested in learning anything about that (He doesnt seem like a bookish type lol)

She paused in her steps upon re-entering the house when she saw Ezra waiting in the foyer for her. Her mother entering behind her. As predicted he'd offered her mother two choices and her mother spoke with her head bowed, a far more submissive female than Deiya could ever be. "I wish to remain here, Alpha Ezra. I've reason to suspect a hard winter in the next coming months and I wish to instruct those that remain to tend to the crops to ensure we've enough food to feed the pack, If I may? Our land is fertile and much of it is farmland" Deiya nodded to her mother as the older woman spoke. The beautiful blond female turned from her mother and began to go to her bedroom, ever aware of Ezra's pressence behind her as she walked.

Her bedroom might of been seen as simple to most. While some might have expected her to live in the lap of luxury as the Alpha's only daughter with a canopy bed and vanity, Deiya's room was small yet beautifully lit. Decorated in potted plants that housed medicinal herbs and shelves upon shelves covered in books and different shapes and sizes of crystals. Her bed was only large enough for her. Her bedroom window had been left open which caused the wind to flow within the room, causing the arousing and tantalizing scent of her heat to move about the room, filling it with her scent as she busily moved about the room packing two luggage containers with clothing and another with her bag of runes, Crystals, books and a beautiful carved opal bowl that sat upon a pedestal in the far corner of her room. The torch light within the room bouncing off the Pearlescent side of the Bowl, reflecting a rainbow of colors. She seemed far more careful with the bowl as she wrapped it up in a silk sheet and placed it inside a wooden box. "This bowl is extremely important to me and my beliefs...please can you ensure that it is kept safe... Its the only one of its kind and..." She paused as she bit her lip and glanced to him, not knowing how she'd ever be able to tell him why she needed the bowl. "just... thats the only thing thats of importance... " She sighed with true concern. It was the bowl she used to scry and it was the one she'd recieved upon her first rite as an oracle. It was bound to her as she was bound to it. For it was the only way she could enter the Moon Goddess' plane. She didn't wait for a reply as she turned to continue packing, her wolf sensing his wolf's arousal from across the room caused the hairs to rise on the back of her neck as she looked through a few of her books to ensure she was grabbing the right ones.

 

[King Of The North]

Ezra found himself engrossed in thoughts about the letter he had discovered. There were several items he wanted to bring back with them, and the elegant ring, though beautiful, held a mysterious significance he aimed to figure out. Its meaning eluded him. The contents of the letter only deepened his bewilderment, and it exacerbated the restlessness in his wolf. The pervasive scent of her heat in the room was an additional source of his wolfs pacing.

His wolf let out a huff, and Ezra ran a hand through his hair, growing frustrated by his uncharacteristic lack of control. The internal struggle was taking a toll on him, manifesting in his tightly clenched jaw. Her bedroom, though calming, held numerous distractions which he attempted to focus on but that was easier said then done.

Deiya's voice broke his concentration, drawing his attention to the opal bowl. It was an exquisite piece, and an inexplicable feeling prompted him to nod in agreement, the bowl seemed to belong in the space with her. Ezra didn't object to bringing everything she desired. He was determined to make it work, even if it meant waiting for certain things, perhaps even after winter. He saw no harm in accommodating her such wishes, he was an asshole but not that big of an asshole.

Her inquiry about her beliefs caught Ezra off guard. He wasn't one to dwell on beliefs, often considering them a futile expenditure of time. "Um…" His response was momentarily interrupted as his wolf snapped its jaws, causing him to flinch and roll his neck in a sudden, tension-filled movement.

"Yeah..." he continued, his words strained, "I'll make sure it gets back in one piece." The relentless fight against his wolf only seemed to further fuel its persistence and wildness. The breeze drifted around them, carrying her enticing scent, which continued to envelop him. His gaze lingered on her, and his fingers tapped restlessly against his leg.

"Fuck sakes," he growled as his arousal grew, causing stiffness in his trousers. It was increasingly apparent that he was losing the battle, and at this point, the inevitable outcome was undeniable. He rolled his neck once more, his muscles growing stiff and his shoulders tensed as his wolf continued its fitful rebellion against his will.

"Deiya," he murmured, his fingers lightly massaging the side of his temple. He understood that they wouldn't be leaving the room until he fulfilled his wolfs desires with her. Stepping behind her, he gently plucked the book from her hand, placing it down with a surprising calmness given the circumstances. He was aware that she comprehended what his wolf yearned for.

Ezra's hands encircled her hips, his touch growing more demanding, more eager. He offered her no chance to protest as his firm grip undid the back of her dress, almost tearing it as he forcefully removed it from her shoulders and pushed it past her hips, rendering her completely naked before him. With a determined push, he compelled her to bend over the desk next to the bed.

Undoing his own pants, he let out a low groan as he freed his throbbing erection. She could resist, but he was already using his foot to spread her legs and firmly grasping her hips. In a single, swift motion, his pulsing cock found her slick entrance, and he thrust himself into her with a slow, deep motion, burying himself fully inside her. The situation occurring in mere seconds, his need apparently, his wolf was was aware of her own wolfs submission but her own will caused the beasts hackles to rise and the need to dominant her became greater, more aggressive.

 

[Emmi-Mae]

Deiya's wolf trembled at the growing tension in the air, tension in which Deiyra herself tried to ignore by busying herself in packing. She felt the corner of her lip tilt up in amusement in his stammering confusion at her request but she truly appreciated his willingness to apease her request. She carefully tucked a silvery blond stand of her hair behind an ear as she moved towards the desk near her bed.

The scent of his arousal was enough to cause the hairs on the back of her neck to rise and her wolf to practically beg her to submit. The effects of her heat fogging her logical mind. Biology drawing her to much more primal instincts as her body yearned for the very thing her rational mind refused to partake in. His low growl of frustration caused her to nearly drop the book in her hand as her icy blue eyes looked at the window to see him in the reflection. She could of sworn she saw his eyes glowing in the reflection... no.. it was his wolf's presence showing within those eyes.

Her eyes fluttered shut as her name rumbled from him. As it had the first time he'd spoken her name she felt the shiver of arousal roll through her like a wave. Her wolf growled in response one word through her mind that made her nails dig into the book 'mine' The wolf claimed within her. It wasn't often that the wolf within them formed words and when they did it took great effort and a strong bond with said wolf. Deiya drew in a shaky gasp as she felt his body press against her back as his breath tingled along her neck and ear. She was barely holding onto the book as he gently plucked it from her hands and set it down with a gentleness she hadn't even thought him capable of.

The heat of his hands practically radiated through the thick layer of her dress and warmed her skin as he grabbed her hips. She could feel his enlarged cock pressing against her rear through her gown. Her hands moving to the cluttered desk to braise herself as he grinded into her and began to rid her of her gown once more. She shook her head reluctantly as he pushed her forward, her arm sweeping out with a faint gasping cry, causing many glass vials and books to clatter to the floor as her breasts flattened against the table as he manouvered himself between her thick thighs, his body pinning her in place as she struggled beneath him with a growl of frustration that eminated deep within her "You.. Fucking... Brute" She seethed as she heard his pants slide to his feet and the heat of his cock stirred that arousal growing within her as the pulsing head of his cock stretched her tight cunt once more, still sending a faint pain through her at his sheer size as a tiny cracking gasp left her lips at the feeling of him inside her. Perhaps she was the first female to ever cuss at him since most females he'd encountered bowed their head and remained respectful.

Her arms shook as she tried to push back against him, raising up slightly on her hands her head tilted to the side causing all her long silvery locks to cascade down her long back and over one shoulder. Exposing that beautiful healing bite mark that had been his claiming mark upon her. Despite her reluctance her body welcomed him, Her heat slowly beginning to take over her mind. It was only a matter of time before Deiya's mind submitted to her heat... and in turn submitted to the male who had claimed her as his mate. For a bitch in heat there was no stopping her when her mind was lost to the instinct to breed. It would only be his seed that would bring her back from that edge. And the easiest way to torment her was to refuse her that release when she needed it most. Of course refusing a female in heat was also something that was near impossible for any male. Especially that females mate. Deiya and Ezra were about to enter the eye of the storm.... For this was to become a dance of will with only one end result...a successful breeding. Two weeks... she had Two weeks to endure....Two weeks of being bred whenever his wolf demanded it of her. There would be no way out either... Either she went two weeks and waited for the first signs of pregnancy... or waited until the next month's cycle to show signs of her failure... and it would be her failure to concieve not his. A moment of panic washed over her.... what if she was unable to concieve... what would he do with her then? she'd be useless to him and his conquest and he'd surely kill her to find a new mate that could provide. She would not allow him to put another female through this hell.

Deiya let out a gaint growling moan as her back arched slightly and her body rocked against his cock simply on instinct as she bit her bottom lip, trying to stifle the moan that was growing within her. She raked her nails against the desk, marring it with her dagger like talons as she shot an elbow out in hopes to hit him in the stomach, knowing that fighting him would only worsen her treatment by his wolf... perhaps thats what she wanted... she wanted him to ravage her so she had cause to hate him... She couldn't possibly LIKE being raped.... even if she'd given herself to him.. she refused to enjoy any of it despite her body reacting otherwise.

 

[King Of The North]

He remained unfazed by her words, but the wolf within him bristled at her insolence. Ezra seized her hair with a firm grip, yanking her head back forcefully. "Watch how you speak to me, Deiya," he growled, his voice resonating with an underlying depth, a visceral undercurrent of anger, deep and raspy, his wolf's voice. Her heat left her slick and dripping with want, her warmth enveloping his cock as it pressed deeply, right to her cervix. He released her hair, shoving her forward with rough intensity. She fought back, tenacious in her resistance, but her petite frame was nothing against his own, especially for the dominance of his wolf.

Beneath his rough touch, she remained irresistibly soft and alluring, her curves enticing to his exploring fingers, which gently traced the scars adorning her skin. Despite his vexation with her attitude and her persistent challenge to his authority, an unbidden longing stirred within him. This inexplicable intensity of feeling perturbed him, especially when he believed he should dislike her, resenting her insubordination and defiance. Her own dominance still racked through his brain, most female begged for him, averted their gaze and spoke respectfully. She none of this, she challenged him and with most wolves that challenged him he killed them, but not there was something about her he couldn’t put his finger on.

Ezra sensed her wolf yielding to his advances. Leaning down, his lips hovered over her skin as he kissed just above his claim mark, savoring her scent with a slow, deliberate appreciation. She arched into him her hips rocking into his hips, intensifying the yearning within him. But then she thrust her elbow into his stomach, not only infuriating his wolf but also frustrating him enough to grant his wolf permission to punish her.

A growl escaped from deep within him as he seized both her arms, wrenching them behind her back with a forceful grip. Her wrists were firmly held together as his eyes fixated on a spool of twine resting on the desk. He swiftly unraveled the rough string and wound it tightly around her wrists, each loop cinching her captivity. His breaths came heavy, exhaled in drawn-out puffs, marking the intensity of the moment. With a fierce determination, he tore the string free with his teeth before gripping her shoulder and slamming her against the desk.

The impact was hard, but he held back just enough to convey his intent without causing harm, he could crack her rips, break her shoulder, but he wouldn’t let his wolf go that far. "Actions like that will get you killed," he declared, his voice edged with a warning.

His hand on her shoulder maintained a vice-like grip as he began to thrust his hips with urgency, their bodies moving together roughly. The desk quaked under the violent rhythm, sending objects tumbling to the floor with each forceful push. He couldn't fathom her resistance to the pleasure; she seemed at odds with her own wolf. Were omegas truly this vexing?

The warmth of her cunt was soaked, dripping down his heavy balls and thighs, her scent was like a spell, he could only think about her, filling her with his seed, a primal urge to rut her until she produced an heir.

 

[Emmi-Mae]

Deiya's eyes rolled shut as she let out a gaspy moan with the tight and firm yank of her silver hair. It was that gutteral growl of his wolf awakening that caused her cheeks to flush with color as her lips twitched with a triumphant smile. She'd awakened the beast and brought abit more of him to the surface... perhaps abit too much than she'd been ready for. She bit her bottom lip as her lashes fluttered and she peered up at the ceiling as he growled in her ear, the ankle in which he tugged her back causing her back to arch and her hips to roll into his thrusts as he pounded her. Her walls quivering and tightening around his shaft as it speared her. When her hair was released and he shoved her forward the She-wolf let out the most tantalizing moan as she caught herself on her hands and collapsed forward. His body pinning her in place one more as his hands began to move over her curves, each touch causing gooseflesh bumps to rise in his wake.

With each impact of his hips into her rear the flesh rippled with perfect time, the sound of their flesh echoed in the room, yet strangely the moans that left her became louder. Her heat clouding all rational judgment as his lips brushed the sensitive flesh, causing her deep channel to constrict around his cock. However her body reacted far more after she'd delivered a successful blow to his stomach with her elbow. The growl that came from him caused her entire body to tense as another moan of pleasure left her. As his hands forced her arms back she still struggled despite her body giving away just how turned on she was. Her natural instinct to submit still seeming to be over ridden by her own mind. She was no Omega... while all females were the lowest rank within all packs, it was rare for alpha blood to find itself within a female. Of course, Deiya was a one of a kind female.

As he momentarily stopped in fucking her in order to bound her wrists together her pussy continued to pulsate around his cock, her struggling form only seeming to cause more pleasure as her hips grinded back against his cock. The tightness of the twine wasn't hard enough to cut off circulation but it was enough to be uncomfortable, her wrists twisted and her nails dug into the twine. It was when he slammed her back onto her stomach that things changed in her demeanor completely. She turned her head to the side so that one cheek rested upon the desk and her one icy blue eye looked up at him with a lust clouded gaze... Her mind was finally lost to her heat... Fully taken over with primal instincts her wolf was now in control and she let out a soft whimpering moan as his movement began once more.

The corner of the desk bit into her hips with each powerful thrust he sent into her, causing her to slam against it with such strength. Her bound hands flattened against his stomach as he plowed into her warm pussy, the sounds of their body clapping together mixed with the tantalizing melody of her moans as she rose onto her tip toes and rolled her hips backwards into his thrusts to try and give him a better angle that would please both of them. With each impact the air rushed from her lungs with a gasping grunt as her eyes rolled shut. 'I. am. yours..' The deep gutteral moan that left her lips was not that of Deiya but of her wolf, submitting to her mate completely, placating to the beast that her human half had angered in order to try and save Deiya from further punishment in the future once the heat was over. But for now, Lost to the haze of heat, Deiya would not be able to resist him, not while every fiber of her being ached for his cum. Not until her belly swelled with child.

 

[King Of The North]

She persisted in her resistance, a defiance unusual for an omega or any wolf, for that matter. No omega would have endured this prolonged struggle or been so fiercely challenging. Yet, beneath her struggle, it was evident that her heat was gradually overpowering her will to resist. Her moans filled the room, a seductive symphony that made his cock throb within her tight, quivering walls. The intoxicating sound of her pleasure spurred Ezra on, and he groaned deeply as her resistance waned, a whimpered moan escaping her lips.

His hard, powerful thrusts found a steady rhythm, the symphony of their shared ecstasy mingling with the intoxicating mix of groans and growls of satisfaction. Her moans were as addictive as her scent, and the rhythmic roll and arch of her hips allowed him to penetrate her deeper. The sensation prompted his hands to grasp her hips, fingers kneading her soft, pliant flesh.

Her wolf's submission words gratified his own deeply, and a low, throaty moan escaped his lips. The intensity of the moment overwhelmed him, and with a final, forceful thrust, he drove his length fully into her. He gasped lowly as he reached his climax, a wave of pleasure washing over him and flooding her womb with his cum. Her velvety walls clenched around him, coaxing every last drop from him, his hand travelled up her side and back, his hand tugged at her shoulder, pulling her harder against him as he continued to release.

His moans resonated loudly, and his hands roamed up her sides and down again, reveling in the feel of her soft, warm flesh. Her skin radiated warm, her body temperature rising with her heat.

Ezra remained still for a moment, taking time to catch his breath. Slowly withdrawing from her, his release left a trail of cum that trickled down her leg, ultimately dripping onto the floor. The tension in his neck resurfaced, and he growled softly, his wolf not yet satisfied. His cock twitched with anticipation, and it was evident that his rut was far from over, fueled by the relentless heat emanating from her body.

With a swift motion, Ezra tore the twine from her wrists, releasing her hands. He lifted her by the shoulder, spinning her around to face him. In a bold move, he grasped her face and kissed her passionately, his hand trailing up her side to caress her breast, squeezing it firmly and pinching her nipple. Their tongues engaged in a sensual dance as he deepened the kiss, intensifying the passion between them. Just before pulling away, he bit her lip with a firm pressure, savoring the taste of copper on his tongue.

Ezra guided her with a commanding push of her hips, urging her toward the bed. There was no choice in his mind; he needed to be inside her again. "I need you on the bed," he declared with firmness, though his voice left a subtle hint of choice. However, his wolf had other plans, pushing her onto the mattress. He pulled her hips to the edge, spreading her legs as her intoxicating scent filled his nostrils, leaving him groaning deeply.

Still dripping with his seed, his hand ventured down, his thumb gliding over her slick opening and sliding over her swollen, engorged clit, rubbing firm circles with an almost teasing touch. His cock throbbed, its head teasingly pressing against her folds.

He continued this tantalizing play for several moments, pushing slightly and maintaining the rhythm over her clit. But he couldn't resist any longer, succumbing to the undeniable desire. He entered her with a wet, satisfying sound filling the room, their connection sealed once more.

 

[Emmi-Mae]

Deiya's soft moans of pleasure quickly evolved into screams of ecstasy as his hands gripped her hips and his powerful thrusts began to push her closer and closer to her climax. Each impact emphasized by a moaning cry of pleasure as her shoulders burned from the position of her bound wrists behind her back, she curled slightly sidewars so that she could watch his powerful frame fucking her from behind and she felt his cock twitch and her clouded blue eyes looked up at him as words hissed from her lips 'Yesss... Yessss!!' She moaned out gutterally, It was clearly Deiya's voice mixed with her wolf as her entire body began rocking with her own climax as she felt the hot seed of his cock burst within her, filling her womb with a warmth that her heat reacted to instantly as her walls quivered and shook around his cock and she came hard around him. He'd awakened her first climax so violently that even her thighs shook from the mind numbing pleasure.

She felt him lean into her as he moaned, the very sound was like music to her ears as she whimpered back in response. The touch of his hands along her lush curves causing her cunt to tighten and pulse around his cock as the final bursts of cum were milked from him. She panted heavily, her heat not yet satisfied... her wolf no satisfied.. SHE was not satisfied. She let out a faint groan as his cock slid out of her tight walls, leaving her feeling cold and empty without him as her clouded eyes watched him from her slightly uncomfortably bound position. And then she was set free, her hands flopping limp on the desk as he lifted her to stand, her legs shook as he turned her around to face him, her lips parting with a soft gasp as his hands took hold of her face and her large eyes seemed slightly clearer from the heat thanks to the load of cum that he'd given her but she was still under the effects. His warm lips crushed against her welcoming ones as her arms instinctively moved around his neck to pull him closer to her with a moan of surprise and pleasure as her tongue shot out to dance against his, Her body reacting to each touch of his hand as he pinched her nipple she growled in response as her teeth grazed his bottom lip but she didn't pull away nor stop him from touching her... infact she became more hungry for his kiss and for his touches.

She felt the subtle sting of his bite on her bottom lip and her own coppery tang within her mouth as she sucked on her bottom lip and gave him a rather sultry smile as he guided her backwards towards the bed, her head leaning forward to brush her temple against his as he declared that he needed her on the bed, her voice spoke breathy and soft. "I need your cock in side me" She declared just as firmly as he had as he pushed her backwards she let out a faint gasp and laughed... Actually LAUGHED with a flirtacious joy, It was truly a beautiful sight as that smile reached the corners of her lips and a single dimple appeared on her right cheek. As he pulled her by her legs to the edge of the bed she didn't struggle any longer, she jerked against his touch however when his thumb glided along her clit, awakening a sensation she was not yet use to as he played with the sensitive nerves their, her own hand moved to her breast which swayed with each sharp intake of breath that left her as her hips rolled into his hands. How badly her wolf wished to beg for his cock but her inner most part of her brain refused to beg even this far gone into her heat... she was an alpha by blood... she could not beg... but perhaps an Alpha male or female could beg their mate for anything... perhaps one day she would be considered his equal.

She turned her head to the side as her fingers moved to her own lips to hide the beautiful smile that drew as she watched him, She had to admit Ezra was a fine specimen despite their situation. He was handsome, brave, and strong. Fine attributes for any mate and He'd give her strong children. Why had she fought him so hard in the beginning when she knew she was his the first time she'd dreamt of him... was it because she wanted him to know she was not like other females? Was it because she wanted the world to change and Ezra was the one who would change it for her?

As his cock rolled against her entrance her hips rocked into him as one of her pale bare legs lifted up towards her chest out of instinct to give him a better angle and as his cock filled her once more she moaned out in pleasure. She remained beneath him for several slow strokes of his cock before she rose up, bracing herself with one arm as the other moved up to grip the back of his neck, her body pressing tighter against him as She took the inituitive and kissed him again, her breathy moans tickling his chin as she gently nibbled upon his jaw and moaned out softly. "I am not a submissive woman... I will never be for anyone...But for you....For my mate.... I will be yours.... So long as you will have me as I am... for all that I am..." She moaned as her eyes looked up to him, The clouds within her eyes clear and Deiya was back through the haze of her heat once more... atleast until her body was starved of his cum. Her head fell back a moment as she rocked into his thrusts. She was already showing him something new by taking some of the control as most females would of never dared moving the position and remained on her back. She wanted to flip him onto his back and ride ontop of him as she'd once read in an erotic book which she'd caught laying on the floor just minutes before. "I... Want you... on your back.... So... mm... So I can ride you" She practically demanded as her blue eyes bore into him and her hips continued to rock into his thrusts. Her hand still holding his neck as her teeth grazed against his jawline. A small part of her wondered how many females he had fucked in the past. Were they all submissive and beneath him? Had his wolf ever allowed a female to dominate him even if it was just for carnal pleasure? She wondered if he would allow her to bounce on top of his cock or if her demand would be met with another punishment. Just the thought of punishment Made her cunt squeeze around him tighter. In her mind it was a win win situation no matter how he reacted so long as he continued to fuck her.

 

[King Of The North]

She began to embrace the growing tide of pleasure, surrendering to its sensations. It was only a matter of time, he had suspected, before she succumbed to the allure of the moment. Her words were alluring, laced with an irresistible mixture of sweetness and danger. Ezra found himself drawn to this side of her far more than he did her earlier sullen attitude. He couldn't help but wonder, however, about the woman she would become after her heat, whether her obstinacy would persist.

Her boldness and demands stirred something primal within his wolf, causing the beast to bristle with arousal. Yet, as he looked down at her, his thoughts came to a halt as he took in her exquisite form. Her skin, pale and smooth, seemed to beckon his touch. Her curvaceous hips invited his hands to explore every inch of them, while her full, perky breasts with their pink, hardened nipples begged to be caressed.Her captivating smile piqued his curiosity and managed to soften some of the anger and aggression that had simmered within him. Those perfect blue eyes observed him with intense scrutiny, their enigmatic depths eluding his understanding.

It was her moan that evoked a guttural groan from him, his eyes fixed on her beneath him as her own watched him with unwavering intensity, as if privy to a secret he was yet to discover. His controlled, deliberate thrusts pushed his cock into her, each motion met with her velvety walls clenching tightly around him.

Deiya's sudden movement took him by surprise, provoking a low growl from him and his wolf. However, the growl was cut off abruptly as she shifted, rising up, and her hand slid behind his neck to pull him into a kiss. Her sweetness enveloped him, drawing them closer together, her body pressed firmly against his. He panted heavily, her lips lingering over his jawline as they traced a sensuous path.

Ezra hung on her every word, their gaze locked as her confession unfolded within the intense passion and growing heat between them. Her request formed a silent contract between one another, one he was willing to acknowledge. His tongue slid over his lips as he spoke, "I will accept you as you are, Deiya." He uttered the words between low, fervent moans, their connection growing stronger. "You are mine as I am yours."

Her boldness was evident, taking control in a manner that was forward for a female. A growl escaped his lips as his thrusts intensified, pushing into her with greater force. She continued to meet his rhythm, her hips sensually rolling against his in a display of mutual desire.

~I... Want you... on your back.... So... mm... So I can ride you~

He groaned at her words, a faint demand in them, seemed to ignite a primal growl within his wolf. Allowing her any measure of control felt like a foreign concept, especially given her status as a female. As custom, her place was beneath him. Yet, as his eyes met her intense, ice-coloured gaze, her hips continued to undulate against him, even after he had slowed his thrusts. He attempted to resist the slight distraction, but her movements caused his head to tip back slowly, and he nodded in agreement.

Despite his nod, he grasped her face firmly, squeezing her cheeks as he locked his eyes with hers. Drawing her into a passionate kiss, he released her and teasingly pulled his cock out of her, grinning at her. Then, he reclined on the bed beside her, drawing her close. His rigid cock stood tall, glistening with their combined juices, and it twitched ever so slightly.

"Ride me, then," he challenged, his tone laced with a daring edge as he invited her to mount on top of him.

 

[Emmi-Mae]

Deiya found herself lost in his dark green eyes as he spoke, Giving her a vow to accept her as she is caused another soft sweet smile to form on her lips as she pressed her lips greedily to his once more. "Thank you" She moaned against his lips before she let her head fall to the side once more as she used her arm that propped her up to move more vigerously against his thrusts, lifting her hips and rolling them in rhythm.

She waited with baited breath as he processed her demand and her entire body reacted to the groan that left him and the growl that was hidden behind it. Her hips still continuing their steady grinding into his thrusts. As his eyes searched hers she watched the internal fight before his head dipped. She closed her eyes, knowing how hard it was for him to trust her and knowing what he was giving was something she'd respect and cherish until her dying day. She gasped as his hands moved to her face, The arm holding her up instinctly reaching up to grasp his wrist as he leaned in to kiss her. Her body melted into his as her mouth formed perfectly against his, the sweet sound of her moan dancing across his lip. She wanted to thank him again for giving her control in a situation that could very well be seen as him being weak. But in the privacy of her bedroom she would be his equal.

As his cock slid out from her she felt their combined juices running down her thighs as she sat up and watched him recline on the bed and as he pulled her closer she pressed her body flat against his side, her hand moving up to turn his head to her with a gentleness that might of felt foreign given her recent fighting. She rose up slightly so that she could kiss him again, finding that she felt starved of a modicum of affection her entire life. When she pulled away and looked down at him from resting on her elbow she smiled once more, a sultry feral smile as she moved to her knees and straddled his hips. She felt the head of his cock brush against her wet folds but she did not give in to the need to have him inside her just yet. Instead she placed her hands on either side of his head and lowered herself slightly so that the hardened tips of her breasts brushed against his tattooed torso. Her warmth between her thighs brushing against the entire length of his ridged cock, teasing him with the promise of pleasure as she grinded against him, her lips finding his once more as she kissed him with more passion than she had before. "I accept you as you are, Ezra" She vowed against his lips, finishing the last of the vow they'd started. "You are mine, As I am yours" She repeated as her lips trailed to his jaw, her teeth playfully nipping there as one of her hands moved to the plane between them to grip the base of his cock firmly.

Rocking her hips ever so slightly so that the head of his cock pressed between her folds she rose up so that she was once more on her knees ontop of him, the first light of dawn peaking through the window illuminated the silver strands of her hair, for the first time he'd see that her hair truly was colorless, While some had a yellow hue to their blond, her hair was as white as the full moon. A color that neither of her parents had and yet even her eyelashes seemed to be just as silvery. Deiya knew it was because she was an Oracle that her hair was the color of the moon, She'd been the first oracle born in over two centuries and her parents at first thought her to be sickly and weak but from her birth she was strong and powerful. Her father had done research to find answers and that was how he'd located the High Luna's history. His ansestor being one of the five council members who betrayed her had kept the history in a diary claiming he'd been a fool to side with the males and betray the High Luna whose hair was as white as freshly fallen snow.

Slowly Deiya lined his cock up with her entrance and with a slowness that was almost torturous she allowed gravity to work with her body as she sank down on him completely. Her hands resting on his stomach as she let out an audible moan of surprise and pleasure. This angle in which he entered her left no space within her empty as his massive cock filled her to the point she could have sworn his tip was pressing her cervix. It was the most amazing feeling she'd ever felt and her walls quivered and tightened around his cock as she began a slow rhythm of movement, first using her hands on his chest to lean on so that she could drag herself off his cock half way before dropping hard on it again and again until the movement became faster and the sound of their flesh clapping together echoed in the room. Her breasts bouncing with each movement as she reached down to take his hands and guide them to her hips so that she could feel him touch her. She looked down at him with lust filled blue eyes as she moaned with each bounce, the sweet whimper in her tone begging him to move his hips with her so that his strength could truly fuck her. "You feel so FUCKING good" She growled, unable to contain the words as her nails raked against his chest. How badly she wished to bite him.. to mark him as he had marked her... to warn off any female who had been fucked by him prior to her.. He was hers... and she wished for the world to know it.

 

[King Of The North]

This concession didn't come easily to him; granting her such control proved challenging for his wolf. It was an unprecedented situation for him – an alpha relinquishing authority to a female. Normally, he would have dismissed such a request outright, as it was deemed a sign of weakness among other alphas. Allowing a woman control was foreign territory. Yet, there was something about her, something utterly captivating and alluring. The sheer audacity with which she made the request left him astounded and curious.

Her gentle touch turned his head, and as she kissed him again, Ezra's emerald pools fluttered shut. He wasn't typically inclined toward kissing, but with her, he felt a magnetic pull, addicted to every facet of this woman. The sultry smile she wore after breaking the kiss stirred a restless unease within his wolf, far more disgruntled by this situation than Ezra himself.

Tension gripped his body as she straddled him, a low moan escaping his lips when the head of his cock brushed against her wet folds. His cock twitched, and he shot her a questioning look as she leaned down, her hardened nipples grazing his body, sending a shiver of goosebumps across his skin. A long groan mixed with a frustrated growl escaped him as the heat between her legs teased the length of his cock. Chest rising and falling with each heated breath, his sounds of frustration were cut off by her lips, and a satisfied moan replaced them.

Their kiss was a tempest of passion, tongues entwining and teeth nipping at each other's lips in a dance of desire before she spoke. The acceptance passed between them, a mutual acknowledgment that resonated in the air. Ezra wasn't one to easily relinquish control, foreseeing a test of his dominance looming on the horizon. Yet, he found relief in hearing her express a similar sentiment.

A grunt escaped him as she gripped his pulsating member, her descent down his length deliberate and tantalizingly slow. Each gradual movement made him groan, her warmth enveloping him at a leisurely pace, delving deeper than before. She was a captivating sight, the early morning sunlight filtering into the room, casting a warm glow that kissed her skin, turning her into a goddess. Her walls tightened and twitched around his thick length as she slowly lifted herself up his cock.

Then, with sudden intensity, she slammed herself down hard, eliciting a gasp from him. The feeling of her surrounding him, her tight walls pulsating with each hard rock of her hips, left him breathless. "God, you're gorgeous," he murmured, the words escaping him in a breathless whisper as he marveled at the exquisite sight before him.

He had been almost motionless, captivated by the enchanting vision of the beautiful creature atop him. Even his wolf fell momentarily silent, both spellbound by her allure. Her breasts bounced alluringly, and a flush of pink adorned her cheeks. The trance was broken when he felt her hands guide his to her hips. Awakening from the mesmerizing moment, his fingers pressed into her supple thick hips. Whimpers and moans filled the air, a testament to the intoxicating desire between them. Ezra sensed the impending climax building within him, knowing it wouldn't be long until he succumbed once again.

Their hips rolled in unison, and he let out a loud moan in response to her words. A grunt escaped him as her nails scraped down his chest, leaving behind a trail of beaded red marks. Guiding her hips with his hands, he encouraged her to intensify her movements, the connection between them deepening with every rhythmic thrust.

 

[Emmi-Mae]

Deiya reveled in the feeling of his surrender. However small it was, she watched his usually hard features seem to relax and soften to her touch. She knew she was tredding through rough waters and had to gain his trust slowly. However she too felt that magnetic pull growing stronger between them and it only solidified her understanding of her vision she'd had so many years ago of them both standing side by side with twin thrones behind them and two crowns upon their heads. They were destined for greatness but she knew she had to act carefully to ensure that path remained clear. However she had not expected to find her Soulmate within the heart of Ezra. It was that tether to his soul she felt the pull to. They had been molded and formed by the moon goddess herself, Their souls intertwined and bound eternally to one another. It was rare that wolves found their soulmates, of course Mating was different for two souls destined for one another. However Deiya was unsure how it would feel even if it was true.

She looked down at him with a sultry smile as she slammed down completely so his cock pressed against her cerviix and she reamined their, using her hands upon his chest to brace herself as she began to roll her hips in a slow circle to move his cock within her in a farm more slow an agonizingly erotic way, showing him how to prolong the moment as his words of her beauty caused her cheeks to turn red and she ducked down against him so that her lips found his once more. "By the Goddess, You are the most Handsome male I've ever seen" She whispered against his lips as she nipped his cheek before rising once more and her movements began to pick up speed once more as she rocked against his cock, using her motions to both stimulate her clit against his pelvis but also keep his cock pressed firmly within her tightening walls. She aimed to show him the sensuality of her body and how much could be enjoyed by worshipping every inch of her flesh so that they could bond further through mutual pleasure rather than brutal primal fucking.

Her movements were gentle yet clearly aiming for an end goal. However the delicacy in which she showed him her worth was also shown in her respect for him as a Male who had never trusted another to even be in this situation. Carefully she took hold of his hands that rested upon her hips as his hands guided her movements and his own hips moved with her she took one of his hands and brough his palm to her lip, Her mouth gently kissing the soft yet callused flesh of his palm before she gently pulled his arm so that he understood that she wanted him sitting up right with her so that they could fuck while fulling holding one another, She wrapped both of her arms around his neck as her stomach pressed flush against his and she rose up onto her knees abit more before dropping fulling down on his cock, the sound of their flesh meeting and the feeling of his girth spreading her tight passage made her moan as she tilted her head to the side to expose the beautifully healing bite mark on her neck to him, showing him a sliver of submission by doing so... By offering him to bite her again, to mark her with her consent was something far more cherished than taking it by force and it was a start of something far more intimate between them. She spoke through the moaning of her own lips. "I will never question you amongst our enemies.... I will Lead OUR people along side you with pride and with a gentle but firm hand... for they have been in long need of a Luna whose will is as strong as their Alpha... But I will not submit to those who are beneath you... for I am the Mate of the Alpha... and I bow only to you when we are like this... Because you and I are One... and we will remain a united front... always....I vow to you" She breathed as she kept her eyes closed, her neck still offered. "If you wish to subgigate me like every other female that has come before me... then end me here for I will never change who I am" She stated with strength and conviction in her words. How badly she'd wanted to mark him as hers but she needed to ensure her place within the pack was where it needed to be.. for she'd not submit to any of his pack even his Beta. And if he would not accept that... then his first vow for having her as she was would be forfeit anyways.

 

[King Of The North]

Ezra's gaze remained fixated on her, unable to tear his eyes away as she forcefully impaled herself on his thick member. Her tightness gripped him, his cock pressing against her cervix. Warm hands rested on his chest, and he half-expected her to resume bouncing, but she surprised him by rolling those delicious hips he was beginning to love so much. His cock moved within her, and the sensation nearly bucked his hips involuntarily. A guttural grunt escaped him as he was enveloped in the agonizingly slow roll of her hips.

Clouded by the intense pleasure, Ezra moaned deeply when she suddenly leaned down to kiss him. His cock pulsated inside her, and the overwhelming sensations left him struggling to register and respond to her words. Caught between the deep pleasure and his wolf's resistance, he allowed himself to surrender to her, granting her a level of intimacy no one else had ever experienced or would ever experience with Ezra, but her.

Her pace quickened, and Ezra's hands eagerly roamed over every inch of her, tracing the contours of her thighs, the smoothness of her stomach, and the curves of her breasts. It was a moment of genuine appreciation, a chance to truly see her. In the midst of his rut, the haze of hormones and aggression that had clouded his senses earlier made it difficult to fully appreciate and feel her body in such a sensual manner. His touch was deliberate, slow, and firm, as if he had known Deiya for a thousand years.

His hands eventually found their way back to her hips, but she took control, her lips brushing against the palm of his hand and pressing against him. Her touch sent an electric wave through his arm, raising goosebumps on his skin. Understanding her unspoken request, he sat up without hesitation. Her body pressed against his, and he could feel the rhythmic rise and fall of her chest against his own, her stomach flush against him. Wrapping his arms around her, one hand slid up the curve of her spine while the other gently pressed against some of her scars.

The forceful impact of her body against his drew a deep, resonant moan from Ezra's lips. As she offered him her neck, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a subtle tension rippled through his abs, his cock throbbing in response. The initial bite he planted on her pale skin was a mark of possession, a claim against potential rivals, made not out of agreement but through sheer aggression and dominance. It was a mark she hadn't given willingly.

Her words, clear and controlled, carried a certain envy-inducing quality for him. The mastery she displayed over her wolf and primal urges revealed a control that eluded him. While she reassured him, her warning echoed through her statement—a declaration that acknowledged his rightful claim but asserted her unwillingness to be subjugated by his control. It was a delicate balance that he recognized would be challenging for him. His natural inclination was toward dominance and control, finding solace in the submission of those around him. Yet, for her, for the profound emotions that transcended the current state of sexual ecstasy, he vowed to respect her this of her.

His lips brushed over the mark on her neck, and he released a groan. "This I can do for you," he mumbled against her skin. "You will rule as I do." It was a rare concession, allowing her the power he typically held close. Even the act of granting her such authority surprised parts of him, but his desire for her eclipsed all other considerations. "You will bow to one," he declared, giving her the permission she sought. Kissing her neck, he added, "But be patient with me."

His hand slid further up her neck, tangling in her hair. Pulling her head back slightly, he showered her neck with tender kisses and light sucking of her flesh. A low rumble emanated from his chest, and his teeth soon met her skin in a firm bite. Releasing her hair, his other hand pulled her closer, and he groaned into her skin, relishing the feeling of claiming her this way. The sensation washed over him like a hot wave, causing his body to shudder and his teeth to stay locked onto her. Her tight walls gripped and squeezed around his cock, pushing him to the brink. Unable to hold back any longer, his seed burst into her with a loud moan as he let go of her neck.

His teeth grazed against her jaw, capturing her lips in a kiss as he continued to climax. It was a form of release he rarely experienced, typically reserved for the blinding primal urges of a rut. Groaning once more into her lips, he urged her to move her hips with his hand, a desire to feel her climax in a similar fashion coursing through him.

 

[Emmi-Mae]

Even Deiya's wolf seemed surprised and impressed by her ability to tame the beast within Ezra to the point where he'd agreed with her ultimatum. Her hips moved with a steady rolling rhythym against him as her arms and legs tightened around his body and she felt the hot breath of his mouth tickle her flesh as she kept her head tilted to the side. There was something in the way that he touched her now that was different than before and it ignited a fire within her that Deiya had not realized had tinder to burn. She moaned to the pleasure from the way his cock thrusted and slammed agaisnt every inch of her tight pussy as it quivered and tightened around him. There was no place left to fill from his sheer size and yet all of him fit within her as though they'd been molded from stone to perfectly fit one another.

As his lips brushed her neck she trembled with anticipation, willing to accept death if he could not stand having a female at his side as Luna. His voice against her flesh made her lips twitch with a beautiful smile as her eyes fluttered shut and as his lips kissed the mark he'd scarred her with she moaned softly at the touch before speaking in a far more husky voice. "Ive waited for this day for years....You will find me a very patient woman when i need to be" She chuckled softly as she felt his hand move to her neck and into her silver hair, the gentle tug earning a pleasured moan from her as she audibly swallowed, her throat moving with her breath as she waited for his bite, As he continued to tease her with his lips.

It was the low rumble that came from him that was her undoing.. but his fangs breaking her flesh... No.. that was her ruin. Her body jerked against him as she let out a scream of pleasure that certainly could of been heard from the other side of the estate. Her body tensing as she felt his cock throb within her and as he came hard within her she felt that infernal of heat swarm throughout her entire body. His Seed flooding her womb once more to capacity, a part of her knew that this would of been the very moment she'd fall pregnant should they continue trying... which they certainly would until her heat was over. But if they hadn't.. something within her just knew, whether it was the way the stars were aligned.. or simply just her own mind wishing that their first born would be born out of mutual agreement and not born out of brutality.

As his fangs retracted from her neck, leaving it bruised and bleeding from his touch but she was a fast healer, The mark would remain eternally. Marking her as his with his scent that would forever linger on her neck even after a bath and after years into the future Others would know to whom she was mated to simply by the scent left behind. Her eyes fluttered open once more as his teeth moved to her jaw and then up to her lips as she rode on that edge of pleasure, She could still feel his cock throbbing and flow within her as his movements urged her to continue. She rose up slightly so that her neck and breasts were inches from his mouth as she pressed her lips to his temple and began a far more urgent motion of her hips as she pressed her lithe form to his, His coaxing urging her to reach her climax but she only wished to prolong their pleasure for she wished to stay in this room for the entire day if they could. The morning light cascading through the window over her pale flesh, illuminating her face completely to him as her pale brows lifted up in an expression of total bliss as her entire body rocked against him. "E-ezra!" She gasped out as her hands moved to brace herself on his shoulders, throwing her head back as she cried out. Her walls constricting around his cock, eager to milk him one last time for a final climax as her movements became more erratic and wild, not realizing her movements were so furious that she'd caused not only the bed to move away from the wall but also cause the mattress to slide off the frame.

She was too lost in her orgasm to realize they were both sliding off the bed until it was too late!