Chapter 4

Riek’s POV

Their wolves are the biggest, fastest and strongest among all werewolves. I'm so astonished right now, am I dreaming? I'm a mate to the Alpha of such a great pack but I heard that there was a controversy about his status, he was going to be a full Alpha and take the rulership of the pack once he found his mate. It had been some long distance story which I can't determine its level of accuracy.

"I'm not sure I'm your mate. Please release me. I want to go to my son, I want my son." My tears draw some pity from him, I observe his changing countenance, his fierce eyes are beginning to grow into a pale one.

"Don't worry your son is safe," he says in a cold voice. Then he carries me into his arms to the bed, my head arch, my spirit weak but my wolf is growling. He steadies me on the bed, caresses my body, I begin to feel a deep and strong emotional bond with him, tension which was fast building up in my chest starts to fade. He starts unbuttoning his shirt and pulls it off, my lips hanging loose in amazement at his broad, muscular and perfect chest, chiseled arms and abs.

He unbuckles his belt and pulls down his trousers, I open my eyes wide in astonishment as his throbbing member strains so hard against his black panties, I'm afraid that it would tear the next moment. He walks to me in the midst of the bed, sits before me and reaches out for the hem of my T-shirt. I feel so weak to decline or protest, I'm weak with passion.

"You're the girl I've been waiting for." He declares calmly. I hope he will still say this after he hears my story. I would love to hide my story from him and everyone. I don't want my ordeal to leave my mouth and spread to anyone further, let it end with my pack members who got to know it. He reaches to the tip of my jeans, unzips it and pulls it down. I'm left in just a bra and a string pant. I curl up my legs in front of me quite shy, the pains of the aftermath of what occurred to me five years now flies into me, making me believe that I'll once again feel the same pain. Nervousness sets in.

"What's wrong?" Conri asks, demanding an answer to the statement he made some minutes earlier, his voice is gentle, he brushes my hands. I keep mute, he grows impatient. "Speak! Why aren't you answering my question?" I shiver in fear?

"I'm sorry but I'm not ready for this!" I say almost on the verge of tears. He sternly stares at me, I glance down in fright. I'm expecting him to rise and beat me up, forcing his way into me but no, instead of this, he caresses me slowly.

"I know all you've passed through but I'm sorry about those, just let them go. You know it's history." His start is full of compassion, then it culminates into sarcasm. I get dumbfounded at this, how did he just know I passed through some stuff in the past or what I'm thinking of right now in my mind.

"I..I don't.." I stammer, wanting to ask how he got to know I'm a survivor of some miserable occurrences. With the statement he just made, he has a clue of what happened to me in the past.

With a wave of his hand, he dismisses my question, making me stop halfway. "Let's face reality now." He presses me down against the bed, and before I release the next breath, he sinks his canines into my neck. My wolf growls in ecstasy as this takes place, he withdraws his teeth and begins to suck passionately on the spot. I feel a sharp pain on my neck, I take my hand to feel the spot but he brushes it off and continues to suck on it passionately.

He trails his lips to my cleavage where he lingers for a while, then he grows impatient. Conri reaches to the hook of my bra behind, unhooks it. I let the straps of the bra fall over my shoulders, he growls, cupping my succulent breasts. Lust sparks in his eyes. He places his lips on one of my nipples which has already gotten hard for him. He lingers at the tip with his tongue, I moan in ecstasy, I've never experienced this before, I know this might have occurred to me while that happened but this' my first time of feeling this, he finishes with the left and moves on to the right to give me the same pleasure. I can't stop moaning. When his finger parts my legs and slides into my pussy, I scream in ecstatic bliss.

Conri carefully observes my face to see how the pleasure is having its way into me. He slides the second finger inside me, I moan louder. As he strokes deep inside me, to and fro, his lips are sucking my nipples quite hard, he pinches my left and bites the right with his teeth, I growl in pain mixed with pleasure.

"You've seen nothing yet, by the time I drive my rod into you, you'll know what's called bliss." I growl in response. He seems tired of stroking me with my pants on, he drags it down below my feet and throws it on the floor. He pushes himself backward and I alongside, he gets out of the bed. Standing, he forces me to my knees. Taking his cock in his hands, he strokes it playfully with desire in his eyes. I raise my eyes to his, peering into them for a while, I then get his rod into my right hand. I start by fondling it, I give it a light kiss. He groans in pleasure. I begin my work on his cock.