Pregnant and Rejected by My Alpha Mate

Bastien‘s POV

Fucking incredible.

Those are the only words I can conjure as I look down at my mate. Selene is dazed and drugged on pleasure, spiraling towards an overdose that will satisfy her heat and prepare her to be marked. I almost can‘t believe she‘s really in front of me, the very image of all my erotic fantasies over the last few years.

Her taste is still on my tongue, and I can‘t help but revel in the Goddess‘s wisdom. She could not have made me a more perfect mate if she tried. Selene is an extraordinary beauty, but lots of she–wolves are beautiful. The true magic is in her sweet submission, her incredible responsiveness and vulnerability.

Selene is an experienced woman, yet every time with her is like the first. She‘s never lost her innocent spirit, that sheltered quality I never get bored of scandalizing. Whatever else might have happened between us, she‘s not capable of hiding her feelings in the bedroom. She experiences everything openly and honest ly, surrendering to pleasure with absolute abandon.

She‘s still so tight, and unless I‘m mistaken, it‘s been a while since she‘s taken a lover – a fact which pleases Axel to no end. I thrust into her as slowly as I can stand, watching her face contort as I spread her wide. I rock back and forth to help her spasming channel adjust to the invasion, savoring her panting breaths and the adorable squeaks she emits.

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Selene‘s eyes are glowing, the heat keeping her wolf close to the surface. Her small hands are fisted in the blankets around her, her pale skin glistening with sweat and her rosy mouth open in rapture.

I‘ve never seen anything more stunning.

The sight of my thick length disappearing into her is severely testing my control. I release one of her legs, returning my fingers to her clit and circling it in hopes of easing my entry. Selene‘s back comes off the bed and she cries out as I torment the little nub, clutching my wrist and undulating her hips, pushing her self further down my cock.

I growl in triumph when I‘m finally buried so deep in Selene‘s silky heat that my pelvis is resting against her soaked mons. She‘s velvety and sleek, her internal muscles gripping me like a vice. My mate is gasping, for air, filled to the brim and completely exposed.

This is the way it‘s supposed to be. We should be like this always, joined as mates and never parted.

1 begin moving, withdrawing with agonizing slowness before slamming back into her at full force. Se lene is emitting raw, punched–out gasps every time I bottom out, her eyes rolling into the back of her head. I know I should be gentle, but I can‘t help it — even if she wasn‘t in heat, it‘s been far too long since we came together last.

me thrust for thrust with her long legs wrapped around my back. Needing to

so that I can claim her mouth as ferocious ly as I claim her body. She drags her nails down my back as our tongues tangle, and a guttural moan leaves my mouth as I increase my speed, pounding into her

scraping my jaw along her silky cheek. My scruff leaves a rash of red marks across the delicate surface but Selene simply nuzzles her face against mine, adding to

as I tease the junction of her

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claimed her long ago. Her wolf is begging for

want to hurt my mate, I don‘t want her to associate being claimed with pain. Timed right, the mark can take a she–wolf

slow down, pressing Selene‘s back into the wall and rolling my hips in synchrony with hers. I grind my pelvis into her clit in between thrusts, bracing her weight against the wall to free my hands. I can‘t decide where I want to touch her most: her luscious breasts, round ass or overworked sex. In the end I don‘t decide, shifting my touch between

watch her like a starving man, drinking in her plea sure as if it‘s my own. I could watch her like this forever, especially when a flash of panic breaks through the haze, dashing across her face as she constricts around my cock

my naive little mate thought she was done with climaxes for the day. I’m sure she imagined she was just along for the ride

give me another one, gorgeous?” |

back and forth, looking as if she’s near tears. A

can, baby.” I promise huskily, angling my thrusts upward into her most

as if she‘s attempting to escape, nevermind that I‘m more than twice her size. She whimpers when

taking long, deep strokes

her mouth as if she might respond, but no sound comes out. Instead she clamps her

to remember if I‘ve ever loved

throat, letting my fangs extend and positioning them for the mark. Axel is howling in my ear at a deafening pitch, driving my lust and egging me

my fangs into Selene‘s neck, sinking in deep and letting

think, At last

Selene‘s POV

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