Anaiah's POV
I was thinking about what Leondre told me about the Jones family, their hatred for the royal pack is because they blame them for the death of their parents.
"But why did your father kill him when he conceded?" I ask,
"He was ordered to by the council, rumors were that he was working against them,"
I lean into his warm torso, it was a cold night and his body warmth was so great against my skin. I glance up at him and he kisses my lips. I giggle but have the strength to push him away,
"Continue," I say, he clears his throat, carefully laying my head on the left side of his chest. I can hear the thumping of his heart.
"Nsansa and I had a relationship when we were young, I ended it because she wanted something serious and I didn't because she wasn't my mate but she kept coming until one day, she got involved in a terrible accident,"
He stops talking, hurting a little as he thinks about it, and I rub circles on his chest. Does he blame himself? I place kisses on his torso and he chuckles,
"That tickles,"
He pulls me on top of him and caresses my cheek " I love you, please, don't leave me, it hurts too much," He begs. " Ana, you mean everything to me,"
He starts to caress my body. My nipples harden as his fingertips brush over them. He tears my shirt in half, leaving me exposed before him. A smile appears on his lips and he takes this time to appreciate my body.
He sits up and kisses my neck.
"Ah, Leon,"
His fingers skillfully caress my body as his hard erection presses against my stomach. He chants the words love to hear and they drive me crazy with desire.
I needed him right now. Leon swiftly switches our positions so I was under him and he tears my thong.
Our eyes are locked as his two fingers make their way to my entrance and he makes a sensual thrust. My hips arch up and down. My moans get louder when he takes my nipple into his mouth while he caresses the other. He is a good multitasker. He leaves my upper chest and I feel his hot breath on my core, making me shudder.
His tongue thrust into my pussy and my fingers entwined in his hair.
"Leon,"
I explode and orgasm. His lips curve into a smile.
I pull him closer to me and unbuckle his jeans and pull down his boxers. I caressed his long thick dick and he let out a satisfied groan. My mate brutally enters me and I lock my legs around his waist.
His thrusts are savage and hungry. He continues to thrust in me like never before, solidifying our bond.
"Ah, Hmh,"
I feel a wave of pleasure hit me just as his canines brush against my neck, he wants to mark me but he is hesitant. I am ready for it, I want his mark, I want the whole world to know that I belong to him. I don't care about the ceremony, I just want to be fully his.
"Mark me, baby,"
His breath is coming out in short pants " But the cere- ceremony, everyone,"
"I don't care, just mark. Make me yours, Leon," I beg.
"I want you to be mine, mine, mine," He growls in my ear.
I feel the power within me stir like never before and when he bites into my flesh, I reach my pinnacle.
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