Werewolf’s Heartsong by Dizzy izzy

Chapter 70  

Alora’s POV

After that release of emotion, I was finally able to feel it, the mating fever. New mates get it, when they first meet and accept each other. It wasn’t a heat, which I honestly thought was a good thing at the moment.

My heat would come anywhere in the next three weeks though, this first mating would spark it. My thoughts start fading to dust when he breaks our kiss and starts to nibble and suck on that spot between my neck and shoulder, where he would mark me.

What would it look like? Each mates mark, was unique to the mated pair. (This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com)The bite injects your essence into your mate, the mark left behind, was a large tattoo of sorts. His nibbling and sucking sent electricity into my nipples, making them tingle in arousal. 2

My core was heating hotter and hotter by the second. My blood was singing through my veins. Goddess, was this what it was to be with your mate? I feel my panties dampen more when he bunches his fist in my hair at the back of my neck.

It sent an electrical shot down my spine, causing my core to pulse. My clit was throbbing, I was getting slicker by the second. I grind my hips against his lap, feeling my core rub against the enormous erection in his pants.

The friction only driving me higher instead of giving relief. I moan and he growls against my neck, it vibrates his chest pressed against my breasts. I rub them against his chest, then grinding down on his cock again, causing another rumble.

He pulls back just enough to meet my gaze with the glowing eyes of a fully aroused Alpha. Locking my gaze to his, he grabs my shirt, then whips it up and over my head, tossing it across the room. I start tugging at his shirt and he whips it off as well, sending it in another direction.

I look down at his chest. Oh….my….Goddess! My jaw drops, his chest is perfection. Wide, broad shoulders, he could set me on one shoulder they were so wide. His muscles large, packed and cut. His biceps large and packed too, he’s cut like a Greek statue.

(This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com)The muscle leading to

my gaze shooting to his. His eyes are filled with amusement.

sitting up straight as an arrow, I reach back, and undo the claps of my bra. Then with a smirk of challenge on my face, I

against my core, and he lets out

have properly poked the beast…and I couldn’t

Damien’s POV

large and perky, the areola a dark rose. Her nipples hard and begging for attention. When I had chuckled at her expression upon seeing me without a shirt. Her look had stroked my ego, my laugh had made her gaze narrow. Then that challenging smirk on her face as she tossed her bra,

try to swallow as much of her breast as possible, into my

and grinding against my cock. My jeans have become extremely tight and uncomfortable. If I didn’t get them off, I’d probably wind up with a permanent

and zipper, letting my cock spring out. I was so hard it was almost purple, the tip leaking. I hadn’t bothered with my boxers when I got dressed after my last shower earlier. And at the moment, I was

sucking that one in and making her cry out again, as I stand her up long enough to get her shorts and panties off. Then

grinding against my cock, so hot it almost burned me, so wet she was slicking me up. It felt so

an awareness that I could seriously hurt her. And that’s the last thing I want to do while making love to my mate for

the bed. Kneeling down on the floor, her legs over

here, intoxicating. I gave her one long lick up her slit, and she cries out as I moan in pleasure at her sweet, hot caramel, cinnamon apple pie taste. So

hips bucked and she cried out. Her moan long and drawn out as I stick one finger slowly in to her hot, wet core. Her hips buck again, urging me on as I alternate licking and sucking

her hands in my hair, pulling, making me

her breath coming in pants.(This novel will be