Chapter 0042

Athena

His strong hands hold my slender waist firmly.

His crimson gaze locks intensely with mine.

“Are you absolutely certain this is what you desire?”

I give a silent nod.

“Athena, I need to hear you say it. Yes or no.”

A tight knot forms in my throat.

My stomach twists with nervous anticipation.

Was this truly my choice?

“Will it cause pain?” My voice comes out barely audible.

I understood he needed to bite my neck.

I knew his canines must penetrate deep.

I knew he would taste my blood and replace it with his Wolf venom.

This would create our permanent bond.

There was one condition to finalize our connection.

We had to consummate our union.

“There might be some discomfort.” He responds honestly.

“What...what will become of me?”

“Immediately? You'll feel deeply satisfied.”

“Within two days, you'll enter your heat cycle.”

“Are you prepared for that experience?”

“You mean I'll desire intimacy?” I whisper softly.

“You'll crave it, require it, become utterly consumed by it.”

“But I don't have my...inner beast.”

“That changes nothing.”

“This is what happens when a female is marked by a male Wolf.”

“Even if you were human, this would still occur.”

He cups my face with his large hand.

“I give you my word, I'll be gentle this first time.”

“So is your answer yes or no?”

“Yes.”

His lips crash against mine with fierce intensity.

He pulls me tightly against his solid frame.

Our bodies press together without any space between.

His lips quickly trail down my neck.

Electric sparks shoot through every place his lips touch.

He pauses just above my collarbone.

His teeth gently scrape across my skin.

He searches for the perfect marking spot.

His tongue flicks over my skin.

As his teeth begin to penetrate, I release a soft whimper.

Alpha Alexander holds me firmly in place.

His teeth sink deeper into my flesh.

After several seconds, he begins to suck gently.

I feel the warm trickle of my blood running down my skin.

When his teeth retract, he carefully licks the wound.

He cleans every escaped drop of blood.

He covers my neck with soft, lingering kisses.

His lips work their way back to mine.

As we kiss, that familiar ache builds within me.

He removes the band from my hair, letting it flow free.

His fingers comb through my locks.

Suddenly his hands fist in my hair as his kiss deepens.

Am I dreaming again?

“No, you're fully awake.” He murmurs breathlessly.

He could hear my thoughts?

“I can.” He smiles against my lips.

“How many times have you imagined this moment, Athena?”

“I haven't.” The lie tastes bitter on my tongue.

“Is that so?” His hot breath whispers against my neck.

His lips trail downward, making my skin tingle.

“So you never imagined me slipping my fingers into your throbbing core?”

“You definitely never fantasized about my tongue tasting you.”

I can hear the amusement in his voice.

The dull throb intensifies into a deep ache.

When his hands slide under my white tee, I don't resist.

His fingers quickly find my nipples.

He kneads them between his thumb and forefinger.

His eyes remain locked with mine.

“You have blood on your top. Remove it.”

I obey without breaking eye contact.

His hands move to my jeans.

He slowly unfastens them.

His fingers skim across my skin, sending more electric shocks through me.

He pushes my jeans down just enough.

His hand slips inside to cup my mound.

Over my panties, he strokes directly over my center.

The internal ache grows stronger.

I desperately want to feel him inside me.

He pushes his hand inside my panties.

His finger sweeps just inside my entrance.

“Is this what you truly want?” He murmurs with a smile.

Amused that he can read my mind so clearly.

I nod eagerly.

He pushes his finger deeper, making me groan aloud.

“But it's not just one finger you want, is it?”

He grins as he pushes in a second finger.

I gasp and clutch onto him tightly.

He moves his fingers in and out of me.

I enjoy the quiet moans escaping my lips.

Suddenly he picks me up and lays me on the bed.

He falls on top of me.

I can feel his hardened length pressing against me.

But he moves away, removing his fingers.

He buries his face between my thighs.

His tongue flicks over my clit.

He licks up my juices until he pushes his tongue inside me.

A long, quiet moan escapes my lips.

My back arches instinctively.

My thighs wrap around his head.

He repeats the process again and again.

Even when my body judders against his tongue.

His movements become more urgent.

Intense pleasure rolls through me in powerful waves.

As I still, he positions himself between my thighs.

The tip of his hard length pushes against my swollen core.