Anaiah's POV
King Leondre grabs one of my breasts, his lips still against my skin and I feel wet between my core.
"Ah, ah," An embarrassing moan leaves my mouth. I can feel his smirk against my soft skin.
"Baby," He says huskily in my ear. He appears in front of me, grabbing gently and putting me on the border. I bite my bottom lips and stare at this heavenly man, as he takes me in, he doesn't smile but I see approval in his intimidating gaze. He parts my legs and dives in to suck my pussy
"Oh... my," My breath hitches as he thrust in me with his tongue. I grab hold of his hair and concentrate on the pleasure I'm feeling. I'm breathing heavily as his thrusts are deeper, I call his name as I cum all over him. He looks up at me and kisses my lips.
"You're so delicious," He mutters and lifts me, we share a deep kiss. I'm eager to have him in me, to bury himself in me.
"I want you," Within seconds, he takes me to the bedroom. I don't let go until I feel the sheets against my back. He hovers over me and takes off his shirt, showing me his eight-pack. I caress his chest with my fingers and he brings them to his lips, kissing each one of the sensually. I look deep into his eyes and thank the Moon Goddess for this man, for wanting me the way he does, and for accepting me as his mate.
I chew on my lips as I appreciate him and that's it, all self-control leaves him and he crashes his lips against mine, he somehow pulls down his boxers without detaching himself from me. He enters me slowly and I hiss in pain as he is met with a block. He seals my cry with a kiss.
"Breath, love," He instructs. I nod and close my eyes. He continues to try until he buries himself fully within my pussy. He stays still, I'm panting hard and a few tears escape my eyes.
He slowly pulls out and in, I grip his back tightly, my nails digging in his skin and I smell blood. As he moves, the pain is replaced by pleasure and slowly and shyly I rotate my hips, meeting his pace.
Our voices of pleasure fill the room as the Lycan King pounds in me like a man possessed. His lips brush against my marking spot and I moan.
"Ah! Baby," he moans.
"More, more!" I beg and he obliges, moving in and out faster, at this point, the pack house can hear us but we don't give a damn.
"Leon," I scream as I reach my orgasm.
He continues to thrust in me relentlessly until he releases in me with a groan. He stays in me for a long time, kissing my collarbone and then my neck. I caress the back of his hair and kiss his chest. We are panting and trying to get back to reality after our wild and passionate sex.
"I love you," He whispers, caressing my face with his fingers. I stiffen at his words, is this a dream? Did he just say that to me? He sounded so sure. Do I love him? I don't know but my feelings for him are profound and I'm fond of him.
He accepted me when no one could, he picked me up when I was broken. While in my thoughts, I feel his breath even, he's sleeping. I kiss his nose and sleep next to him. I had a good sleep, I dreamt about my mate, and the wonderful life we'll have together.
I open my eyes and I feel his breath on me, his grip on me is tight. I get out of it gently and go to take a shower. I look into the mirror and gasp when I see bruises on my skin and many hickeys on my neck. I sigh and get into the shower, the hot water feels good on my body. After I'm done, I wear my sweats and a tank top, I put a hoodie over my outfit because it's cold and go outside. I'd love to be in bed with my mate but I must make breakfast for the whole packhouse.
I quickly run downstairs to the kitchen to get started but I'm surprised to find Amos there. He looks to be in deep thoughts, in his hand is what smells like a strong coffee, I slowly back away, not wanting any trouble but he speaks.
"Stay... Please," His voice is strained. I look around and get to the other side of the counter.
"Are you alright?" I ask with difficulty, he doesn't answer so I go to the walk-in fridge, taking out some things I need for breakfast. I take out some sausages, cheese, eggs, and so many others to prepare food enough for everyone.
I find Amos, still, in the position, I left him in. He is holding his mug tightly.
"You mated, he made sure to cover you in his scent," He suddenly whispers. I sigh and put olive oil on the big pan to fry the sausages.
"He's my mate,"
"However, I don't see a mark on you." I touch the place where he is supposed to mark me and frown, indeed, I thought he would but he didn't.
"I'm sorry for treating you the way I did, Anaiah, I was wrong," He says but I don't answer. I can't forgive what happened. The rejection, the whipping, and all that happened. If it weren't for Leondre saving me, I would have rotted in the dungeons simply because I beat up his chosen Luna.
"I need you back, my wolf is in despair," He declares. I roll my eyes, Amos watches me work and I ignore him. A few Omegas come in the kitchen, others nodding at me or sending me a quick smile, I'm sure what happened last night at the border spread like wildfire.
On my way out of the kitchen, an older woman and a young man who I saved during the fight approached me. She holds my hands and kisses them.
"Thank you so much for saving my only son, young lady," She says with tears in her eyes. I smile and nod. After thanking me, I go to Leon's room, calling him down for breakfast. Once I'm there, I don't find him in bed. I hear the shower running and I decide to tidy up a little. Our clothes are scattered everywhere on the floor.
The door to the bathroom opens and Leondre walks out, drying his hair with his white towel and only wearing his black boxers. My eyes trail on his wet body and I swallow thickly, my panties damping and he smirks.
"Am I making you wet, love," I feel flustered and I turn around. He laughs and my heart leaps out of his chest. He has such a nice laugh.
"Where did you go? I was worried," I feel his hands circle my waist and his lips brush against my skin, making a shiver run down my body.
"I went to make breakfast," He stops kissing me and comes in front of me.
"Why?" He sounds angry.
"It was my duty today, we, as omegas are given shifts to cook and clean," I inform him.
"You're not an Omega, you're my Luna, my Queen," He says, it's something I've never thought much of, am I worthy of leading by his side?
A knock sounds on the door and Dan pokes his head in, "Guys, I'm starving can we go down now?" He asks, the door swings fully open and Arya walks in, she looks beautiful in a dress, it shows off her slender figure.
She smiles mischievously at us and I blush in embarrassment.
"Hmm, I see you two are having a goooodddd morning, " She emphasizes the word good.
"After their activity last night-" I squeak, covering my ears with my hands and I rush into the bathroom, locking the door behind me. I hear them chuckle and I'm sure am as red as a tomato. I can't believe they heard us, just how many people heard our passionate lovemaking.
A few minutes later, I open the door and walk out, thank the moon Arya and Dan are gone. Leon walks out of the bathroom with a grin. He pecks my lips and we go downstairs. Everyone is sitting in their places and they go quiet when they see us. My mate pulls me onto his lap and kisses my shoulders.
"Eat," He tells everyone. They all start to converse as they eat. He feeds me my food but I'm not too hungry so I just have a few bites.
"Baby, I'm needed back home," He says
"At the Lycan pack?" I ask.
"Yes,"
Does he want me to go with him, of course, we are mated now.
"I can't wait for you to meet my family, mother will cuddle you up," He husks with a smile as he talks about his family but a growl resonates.
"You are going fucking nowhere with my mate!"