He held her tightly against the wall. Then he moved her hair from her left shoulder with one hand and pulled down the noodle strap of her dress with his mouth and laid her neck and left shoulder bare. As she tilted her head slightly, he moved quickly and bit her neck. Was hickey suppose to be this painful?
"You're hurting me."
"No I am not. I am holding back. If you can't bear this pain, you are not going to enjoy it."
She never spoke a word after this. She let him have her as he wished. She was so nervous wondering whether he liked it or not that she forgot about her own enjoyment. She felt thrilled that she was with a werewolf and not just that he was the alpha. All that ran on her mind was his satisfaction - was she good enough?
He left as he came - sudden and very quietly.
She would have to wait for another fortnight to be with him. He was to go south of the jungle to hunt with his pack.
This was the time of the year, werewolves seldom came to their human form. Only after the next full moon night, would the werewolves calm down and settle back in their human lives.
She may have been destined to bed the alpha but she knew she was unprepared.
After a few days, the moments flashed in her mind and she started to have some amazing sensations throughout her body as if she desired his touch, his bites and his thrust, his rhythmic motion . That was the first time of her life and she had felt more afraid than anything else. Now she felt an urge to do it repeatedly and she knew she was going to enjoy it.
All she wanted was the alpha to come back and she, perfect or not, would be prepared to give him what he wanted.
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