Alpha Amarah by YLYANAH

Chapter 65

---- Amarah I never believed the stories I heard from mated females, that you would lose control the moment you were ready to mark and mate with your fated Mate.

How could I have been so wrong? Ever since I got out of the elevator I have wanted to jump his bones and the hell with the consequences.

I wasn't nervous about Theseus rejecting or hurting me, I was nervous because I feared he wouldn't want me to be so straight forward.

When his finger pressed against my ass for the first time I almost come and when he finally did make me come I thought everyone in the building heard me.

Theseus knows what he wants and he is not afraid to show me.

I know we will clash from time to time, but that will only be outside our bedroom.

I love how he takes what he wants from me and I know he will show me what he wants from me I feel the heat rush through my body as he sucks harder on my nipple and I moan the moment he pushes two fingers into my core, Fuck, you feel so tight.

He mumbles before he starts sucking my other nipple and as he starts pulling his fingers out his other hand glides down my body.

My body responds to his ministrations and I feel myself getting closer to another orgasm, I start panting as he starts pushing his finger into my ass again.

and I scream his ---- name as I come

down from my orgasm when I feel his cock against my entrance and before I can say anything he slams me down on his

still deep inside me and whisper in my ear, It will ease in a moment, just let me know when

my

I move my

slam down on his cock and it feels so amazing to take

have one hand on his shoulder and the other is tangled in his hair and

get access to his mouth and the

mine to trail kisses down to my collarbone and back up again, only to avoid my mouth so he can kiss the same path on the

cock twitch inside me and

towards his marking spot and I hear him groan near my ear, Mark me, my

mutters, his words break the control I had on

edge and I feel how he shoots his cum inside me,

slow down our ministrations as I clean his mark with my tongue and he pulls

again as my hand roams his arm, his hands are running circles

back my hips buck forward Without saying a word