Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 561 True Mates

Arabella's alluring form lying on the foliage bed was the most erotic sight Alexander had ever seen in his life. Her soft breathing, hooded eyes, and parted lips were so inviting that even a stone heart would have melted and given in to her enchantment. The foliage bed was woven from the softest, most fragrant leaves, delicately intertwined with supple vines, creating a haven nestled within a lush garden. The leaves, pliant and fresh, offered a cushiony yet firm support, while the vines, intertwined like a lover's embrace, provided a sense of security and warmth. As the sun began to set and moonlight danced upon this verdant haven, the whole of nature seemed to witness the union of these two lovers.

The scent of Arabella's arousal filled the air, triggering Alexander's wolf to howl, eager to take control and mate with his destined mate. Alexander observed as Arabella's back arched on the bed. Her toes curled and her hooded eyes fixed on him, showing the want and lust in them. Her lips parted, releasing a soft moan from those rosy petals, her body twisting and arching on the bed and yearning for his touch. Without needing any further invitation, he leaned over and fervently kissed her. Arabella's body felt scorching hot, the intense heat causing her core to clench painfully, resulting in a cry of agony coming out of her throat. Alexander cursed under his breath and closed his eyes.

"Arabella," he whispered against her lips. "You're in heat, and only your mate's seed can bring you relief."

Arabella's eyes widened in surprise. A she-wolf would enter heat upon meeting her destined mate. Despite being with Zephyr for months, she had never experienced this before. It was her first experience of being in heat. The Moon Goddess seemed to be playing with her fate indeed. She didn't want to cheat on Zephyr.

As if Alexander had read her mind, he spoke, "You're not cheating on him. You're with your mate, the one you're fated to be with," he affirmed.

She wanted to argue, but her body and mind had surrendered. Her wolf was desperate to bond with her destined mate and there was no turning back.

Clutching Alexander's clothes in her trembling fist, she pulled him closer.

"I need you," she breathed out. Her eyes nearly closed, and her breaths became shallow, a clear effect of her heat taking its toll.

Alexander awaited her consent, breathing heavily, his eyes dark with need and want. The waves of heat emanating from Arabella's body struck him intensely, nearly causing him to lose control as lust overtook his mind and body. He swiftly undid her blouse, causing her full, plump breasts to spill out.

A surge of mixed pain and pleasure coursed

her that she never knew existed. His hand traced over her legs, dragging up her skirt, revealing her smooth, milky skin. Arabella's body relaxed under the touch of her mate, easing her pain and releasing the heat within her. More wetness oozed

hands reached Arabella's inner thighs, halting near her panties,

felt Alexander's fingers brushing against her soft folds before he plunged a

wait to be inside you." His voice melded with that of his wolf as it appeared on his

the rumors about him. He was

doubted that she

virgin, he was still too big for her. Alexander smirked, amused by Arabella's reaction. He had séen women fear his monster dick

he positioned his steely cock at her tiny opening. With one forceful thrust, he was fully sheathed inside her. Their heads fell back as moans

joined, and a look of pure contentment surfaced on his face. He was with his mate, inside her sweet body,

relax, her heat subsiding, and she felt as though she were floating in an ocean

lead, Alexander spilled his semen

a content smile appeared on her lips. He wanted to claim her completely, and without a second thought, he lowered his head and sank his canines into

Arabella cried out, grabbing

Alexander's shoulder tightly, her

it as if it were the most amazing thing in

his head and looked at

he said, and flipped her, switching their positions so that he was lying on his back, and Arabella was straddling him, his dick still buried within her wet