Alpha Knight’s Cursed Mate

NIRVANA Three months later

This man wrecked me in every way possible, in a good-to-be-true way.

The private island Lycan Alpha King Sebastien owned was more beautiful than he described, and we were here for the third day of our honeymoon.

Yes, honeymoon. Knight asked me to marry him again, and I said yes before he could finish popping up the question.

And here I was in bed, legs spread at his mercy. His searing gaze burned my skin. He stood at the foot of the bed, naked, and my hungry eyes devoured him.

He was perfect from head to toe, and those muscles and his long thick erection in his hand with a small drop glistening in the slit of his crown.

I licked my lips, squirming in bed. Knight knew precisely how to drive me crazy. My hands fisted above my head. No matter how I struggled, the rope laced with magic he used to tie didn’t even budge-no thanks to the book of spells my mother’s own.

Dylan sent me a box full of my mother’s books and tools. Knight found out about it, and he used it to his advantage.

“Stop squirming.” He wore a smug on his face.

“You’re not the one tied up here.” I glared at him.

“Look at you, so gorgeous, I wanna eat you all day.”

“You’ve been eating me since we arrived here. It’s my turn now, alpha.”

“That’s the thing, my mate, my wife, my luna. I’m the alpha, and I’m in charge.”

“Fuck you.”

He smirked, crawling in bed. “Yeah? You quite enjoyed it the last time I checked.”

Frustrated, I exhaled hard. “Come on, baby. Just get it done.”

“Oh, yeah?” He trailed his fingers on my inner thighs. His touch left sparks in its wake.

My breaths turned into broken pants. My chest heaved. My clit pulsed with need.

When he grazed the pad of his finger against my clit, my hips jerked up, and I bit my bottom lip. It would draw blood.

“I barely touch you, and you’re already wet, Nirvana. Were you thinking what I could do to you this time?”

“You can access my thoughts. What do you think?”

A low chuckle rumbled his chest, his muscles flexing as he spread me further wide. “Fuck, my love. You’re drenched.”

“Your ego must be about to pop. Isn’t it, husband?” I licked my lips, squirming as I anticipated his finger sliding inside me.

When he settled between my legs, I closed my eyes.

“Oh, no. You watch me eat you. Open your eyes, Nirvana.”

I groaned in response but obeyed him. I looked down as he leaned in and inhaled the scent of my pussy.

“Hmm. You smell fantastic, and I know you taste like heaven like always.”

“Yeah. How could you forget? You ate me before breakfast, and it’s just noon right now.” My nipples harden. Despite the air conditioning being turned on and the breeze coming from an open door to the balcony, I still felt my skin hotter in excitement.

He grinned. Pride and joy glinted in his green eyes. “I’m hungry again. What can I say? I have a voracious appetite over a sweet little pussy of mine.”

“You talk too much.” I tried to close my legs, but he was fast to pin me and keep them wide apart.

“As always, impatient.” He dipped his head, finally giving me what I wanted- he laved my wetness from my butt hole to my entrance and my swollen clit before spreading my folds with his thumbs. And then he ate me, feasting on my pussy with his fantastic hot mouth.

“Fuck!” I cried out loud, my hips jolting up.

He made a sound of approval as he scraped my clit with his teeth and fucked me with his tongue.

“It feels so good. Don’t stop.”

He stopped, reared back, and smiled at me with his handsome, smug face, which hurt.

Groaning at the sudden disruption, I asked, “Why did you stop?”

“Tell me you wanna come in my mouth?”

“Knight!”

“Tell me, Nirvana.”

“Oh, God. Your ego.” I rolled my eyes and said, “Yes, my love. I wanna come in your mouth. Please, fuck me hard?”

He laughed out loud. The bed shook, but it abruptly stopped as he went to his feasting again. This time, he slid his finger inside me, his mouth sucking on my clit, alternately flicking it with his tongue.

“Yes, yes.” Fisting my hands in frustration, he pushed his face down my pussy, and I rocked my hips shamelessly as I desperately chased my orgasm. “Baby. God, your mouth-”

He added another finger, thrusting in and out of my pussy, and the moment he hit my G-spot, my body quivered. I jerked and moaned loudly as my orgasm was almost instant.

“That’s it, my little mate.” He pulled his fingers out and shoved them in his mouth, sucking them clean. “You want to taste yourself, do you?”

Still catching my breath, I nodded frantically, opening my mouth. Instead, Knight hovered over my body, his forearms braced on my sides, and kissed me hard, shoving his tongue in my mouth. My pussy ached again, my engorged clit pulsing with need.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

I wrapped my legs around his waist as I rubbed my pussy against his length. He groaned in approval before he thrust all at once inside me. I cried into his mouth.

He worked with his rapid thrust, fucking me harder and rougher, it shook my entire body, and I moaned, letting him know I liked it. I rocked helplessly against his hips as waves and waves of pleasure rushed through my core.

He untied the rope, freeing my hands, raised my legs over his shoulders and slammed his cock into me, and began fucking me with hard strokes, driving deeper.

“Fuck, Knight. Agh!” My breasts bounced, my head tipped back against the pillow. The headboard banged against the wall.

“We’re gonna break this bed, sweetheart.” He grunted, grinding his teeth, his jaw clenching.

“I’m closed!”

“I know. Your pussy is clenching around my dick.” He cupped my breast with his hand, squeezing it, pinching my nipple to the point it hurt.

“Yes!” We both moaned. His muscles tensed.

“Fuck!” He made a feral guttural sound from deep within his chest, and it almost sounded painful. His nose flared, and his eyes just glowed. His fingers dug into my flesh, and his head fell back. “Come!”

One word was all it took. Our entire body jerked.

My pussy contracted around his hard thick length, and I could hardly breathe- a recrudescence of euphoria flooded through me.

Breathing hard, he collapsed on top of me.

“Did you know when you fell and I took your pain, I saw my future?”

He stared at me with wide eyes. “What did you see?”

I smiled, making him frown. “Nirvana?”

“You don’t have to know, but we’re gonna have a great life together.”

“That’s a relief, but did you see something that I’m gonna spank your ass more often for being disobedient?”

***

“Baby, we haven’t talked about starting a family?” I ran my fingers through his thick hair. He was resting his head on my thigh.

He looked up at me, hand reaching for my cheek. “Yeah?”

“Yeah, what?”

“It’s obvious. I don’t use condoms, and I didn’t see pills in the drawers or medicine cabinet, and I’m loaded. Financially, it is not an issue. We get pregnant, then we get pregnant if that’s what you want.”

“If it’s that what I want?” I met his gaze.

“Are you fucking kidding me right now?” His voice turned hard. For a moment, pain crossed his eyes. “When two people are crazy over one another, they share the same heartbeat, are married, and can’t live without one another. What do you think, Nirvana?”

“Gee.”

He got up and stared at me. When I blocked him, he growled. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

I pretended to be hurt, staring back at him. I burst out laughing when I couldn’t hold my little charade anymore.

“Fuck you.”

Cupping his face with my hands, I kissed him softly, and he sighed, kissing me back.

“I thought you didn’t want kids.” He smiled, and even though he was too gorgeous for me, it sometimes hurt.

“Well, if I pop out pups as cute as you, why not? I want four.”

“Four?” He arched a brow, his smile widening.

“Four boys, two girls.”

He froze for a moment before barking out laughing again.

I sighed in contentment as I watched him shake his head in amusement. Hearing him laugh so loud and so freely, his eyes shining, was precisely what I wanted to fulfill as a wife, his mate, and the love of his life.

“I love you, Blakely Nirvana, with every beat of my heart.”

Life is perfect, almost.

I may not be a seer, but I was happy being a werewolf, a luna, mated to a hot biker alpha of Californian White Moon Pack.