The Prince’s Unwilling mate by Mutya

Ayla 170

I was in awe when I walked back into the bedroom after my shower. It could not have been more than

ten minutes. And he again managed to set up an amazing surprise. He always does, it was so good, so

thoughtful. That for a few seconds I wanted to enjoy the effort he put into it. That the overwhelming lust

I felt for him was pushed to the back burner.

Or it was until he walked up to me in one large stride grabbing my hips. It had been rough when we

marked each other. And yet it was nothing compared to this, it was on an entirely new level. The sex

now was almost animalistic and I love it. His firm hands dug into the soft flesh on my hips. His hard

deep thrusts I could feel resonated in my entire body. But when I begged him to knot me. He just kept

pounding into me. I was truthful when I told him I wanted him to knot me. I wanted to know why he

didn’t but this overwhelming bliss of my orga sm creeping closer and closer left me unable to speak.

Unable to do anything other than cling to the dresser when the waves of hot liquid pleasure finally took

over. Only when I caught my breath again was I able to ask him what that was all about?

When he crawls on top of me again, explaining how far from done he is with me. I feel all the love and

lust I have for him. I see the same feelings reflected in his eyes, in his gaze. Now more than ever did I

know everything I have gone through is worth it to be with him like this. All the hurdles we had to take

were worth it because, in the end, it was the two of us at the finish line. I only have one more dream for

the future, one last wish. That is to be able to carry his pups, our pups. And raise our family together.

Griffin is still watching me, teasing me, the sexual energy in the air is tangible. The scent of our

arousals mixed together. But he is not

07.49

Ayla 170

288 iVouchers

moving, as much as I can see and feel his arousal for me. He does not act on it waiting for me to be the

first to act. So I do, his hair has grown a little longer ever since I have been kidnapped and I love it. It

looks good on him, and I would not mind if he braided it like his father. For now, though I love it

because I can wrap my hair in his curls and pull his face to mine. He expects me to go in for a kiss,

eyelids fluttering close at the anticipation of the kiss.

“I want you baby, show me just how much I am yours my king” I whisper in his right ear instead.

A pleased scream falls from my lips as he takes me up on my offer and sucks on my mark. Another

wave of instant liquid heat pools between my legs. Causing me to jerk my hips up, trying to rub my legs

together to get some of the friction I so desperately need. I have never been this desperate for him, and

he never waited so long to give me some release before. There is a wicked grin on his face showing

me how much he loves playing with me like this.

“Oh I will show you that you are mine, my Queen, I show you that every inch of you is mine” He follows

his statement with a soft bite on my sensitive mark. Giving me extra pleasure I never knew existed. And

then he makes his way down my body kissing down my neck, over the swell of my breast. Until he

reaches my hardened nipples. Placing his mouth on one of my nipples, sucking them, swirling his

tongue around them while his hand plays with the other only builds up the pit of pleasure forming in my

body. And I could swear I would be able to or gasm just from this touch.

All too soon though his kisses trail a path over my stomach. When he finally reaches that sweet spot

between my legs there is a commotion outside of the room. I hear it but I barely register it. We’ve given

into my heat now, since the first thrust my mind has been consumed with wanting to mate with Griffin.

With how much I love him and with how desperate I am for him. There is just one thing I want and that

is to

1

mate with him as often as I can to be sure I will get pregnant by him as

07:42

Ayla 170

288 Vouchers

soon as possible.

However, it is not the commotion at the door that stops. It is Griffin, to me the sounds are mu ffled but

whatever it is, it distracts him enough to stop licking me and walking over to the door. Somewhere in

the back of my mind I know I should get up put on a robe and go and listen to what this is all about. It

could very well be that the pack needs its Crown Prince and Princess. On the forefront of my mind is

how close I was to yet another or gasm, how whatever it is. Griffin will have to walk into the bedroom to

either just finish what he started. Or to tell me what is happening, telling me we need to take action and

get out of the bedroom.

There is no way I will allow that, he is mine all mine. His duty lies with me his mate first, and I will show

him exactly what he is missing. Spreading my legs wide so Griffin has a full view when he walks into

the bedroom again I start playing with myself. Loudly moaning, it’s not even half as good as what Griffin

made me feel. But I will be dammed if I will just lay here and suffer any longer.

It’s gotten unbearably hot in here and the only thing, the only one that can save me now is Griffin.

“I am sorry Darling, I….” He walks into the room ready to tell me what the matter is, but as he sees the

sight in front of him his jaw goes slack.

“F uck it, it isn’t important” He mumbles as he makes his way back between my legs again.

Again the voice in the back of my mind telling me that it feels like it is important. Gets drowned out by

the need to be with this man.

“All of your org asms are mine, mine to give, mine to see, mine to feel and mine to taste” He growls.

The flickering of his eyes indicates Conan and he are both struggling for control.

6).71%

C

07:49

Ayla 170

288 Vouchers

It is yet another thing that doesn’t matter to me anymore. Not when he goes back to licking me like he

has something to make up to me. Finally, my eyes roll to the back of my head as another or gasm hits

me. Before I can ride it out Griffin is on top of me thrusting into me in one thrust again. Adding another

layer to the or gasms that has me screaming out his name. Clawing at his skin, at his back to have

something to hold on to. We both same to race to another org asm, this time however he does knot me.

Even as I can feel it stretching, on this paper-thin line between pleasure and pain. He keeps moving he

keeps thrusting, and as the o rgasm hits me again the world around me goes black.

The will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!