Chapter 5 5

Elena.

I didn't even realize what was happening until he was holding me, pulling off everything I was wearing-even my underwear. He tore it with his strong hands. His muscles-his whole body-were so defined, so intense, there's no way he could be like any other man. He really was an Alpha. No, more than that-he was the grandson of the Alpha King of all werewolves. His stare was fierce, but there was something mysterious behind it, something more.

It was like he wanted to tell me something with his teeth, not his tongue. The strangest thing was, I didn't even know where I got the courage. My body felt so hot. How was I just letting myself go like this with him? Not just letting him, but responding, too. It was as if it wasn't the first time he touched me. As if I was born to be with him. Honestly, I didn't even recognize myself. I was in some kind of state, like I wasn't even me. I closed my eyes, feeling drunk.

Then suddenly, before he looked at me and entered me, before he could take my virginity, I remembered that I'd drunk from the bottle outside.

That bottle was supposed to be his, not mine. But I don't know... It definitely wasn't alcohol. I've never had alcohol before, but I know what it smells like, and that wasn't it at all. Maybe it was some kind of medicine? Or a new kind of drink? I honestly have no idea. I'm not rich, so there are drinks I've never even seen or heard of. So I really don't know.

But whatever was in that drink, it hit me hard. Then he kept going, and the pain-God, the pain was intense, but the pleasure was even stronger. He kept looking at me, almost worried that he was hurting me. But strangely, I smiled at him, nodded, and whispered, "Keep going."

He stared at me for a second, blinking, as if he couldn't believe I said that. He knew how strong he was.

Even though I was feeling a new kind of pleasure, his... his size was so much, I felt like he was splitting me in two, but I wanted more. My body was burning up. I wondered, could I be in heat? But that only happens when you're with your true mate. Could he really be my true mate-the mate I've always dreamed of?

Suddenly, I looked at him, and I understood. I understood why I was feeling all this. But I still hadn't shifted into my wolf yet. I figured I'd transform in a few days. Only then would I know for sure if he was my true mate or not. But my heart said yes, and my body said yes. If he really is my mate, then I'm so lucky, because we're already married. And there's no divorce-at least not for Alphas. And he's not just any Alpha; he's the heir-the future Alpha King of all werewolves, set to take his grandfather's place soon.

He kept going, moving inside me, and I forgot he even spoke.

That's it. I haven't seen anything else. Anyway, we're officially married now. This is basically our first day together.

I drifted into my thoughts, enjoying every second. Suddenly, he pulled out, opened my legs, and went down on me.

He put his head between my thighs.

He started sucking and licking. I couldn't take it-I thought I was going to die from the way he used his tongue. His tongue was driving me crazy.

Suddenly, all the pain disappeared. All I could feel was pleasure. I found myself responding, my hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer.

"More," I whispered. "I want more."

He looked up at me, almost waiting for me to explain.

Then he covered me with his strong, broad body-he was almost twice my size.

I told him, "Put yourself inside me again. I need you. Fill me with your warmth. I want to keep you inside me."

I trailed off. Then, suddenly, he kept going. He seemed to understand exactly what I was feeling. But I didn't even understand myself-how I could want this, how I could want to feel him so deep inside me. I'd never done anything like this before. No one had ever touched me. I'd never seen or felt anything like this.

And at the same time, I wanted to have his child. That's what made me think-maybe, just maybe, I really am his true mate. His soulmate.

Suddenly he said in deep husky voice;"Heir!"

I was stunned the first time I heard his voice. There was power in it-a terrifying, raw strength. My whole body shivered. But somehow, he made me feel safe, even as he was inside me.

I wanted to say, "Mate. Mate. You are my true mate?."

Then I felt all his warmth flooding into me. All of it. I was drenched in sweat, and so was he, but he didn't stop kissing me, not even for a second. He didn't take his eyes off my face, not for a moment. It was like it wasn't the first time he'd been with me, like this wasn't the first time we'd made love.

Maybe this is what marriage is. Maybe this is love. Maybe this is the true bond. I don't know. But I do know one thing: in that moment, I was happier than I'd ever been. I felt truly happy with him.

Suddenly, he released himself deep inside me, and we both cried out in pleasure at the same time.

Then he lay down beside me, wrapping his arm around my waist. I closed my eyes and fell asleep, both of us still naked.