Mated To Alpha Kessler

Lyra’s POV

The fire burning in my core intensifies, and I find myself unable to muster the willpower to refuse whatever lust has overcome Kessler. Sasha’s is filled with both joys.

“This can’t be happening,” I think to myself, feeling vulnerable. “He can’t see me like this.” But Sasha’s whisper echoes in my mind, insisting, “He is the only one who can help us,” as she paces relentlessly.

I can see that he’s restraining himself. “Fuck,” he mutters under his breath as he gently carries me from the bathroom to my room. As our bodies collide, sparks and tingling erupt, and I find myself yearning for all of him inside me.

He carefully lowers me onto the bed, his eyes tracing every curve of my body. I sense his struggle to hold back from taking me right there and then.

I cling to him desperately, feeling as though my life depends on his closeness, my gaze fixed on his lips. But then, he releases me and steps away.

Disappointment floods over me as I realize that he doesn’t want anything to do with me, not even in my current vulnerable state.

But I am relieved when he goes to my wardrobe to retrieve my nightie, at least to cover my naked body. I can’t let go of him for even a second as I draw him closer.

“Please, Kessler, I’m dying. Please help me. This pain is unbearable,” I plead, looking at him with pleading eyes.

He is conflicted. I know he is trying hard to hold back his self-control.

Many things are at stake: the man who killed my father, my uncle’s request, Annie’s pregnancy, and the mating ceremony scheduled for the next full moon. Why do I trust him to complete the mating bond with me?

The thought makes me recoil, and I instinctively move away from him. He looks at me, wondering the reason for my sudden actions.NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

He moves closer, whispering into my ear, “You are in my fucking head. I can’t think of anyone else except you. You have taken over my thoughts and existence.” Then he asks, “But are you sure about this?”

I nod my head vehemently, thinking, *Hell yes, I’m dead sure,* “I could die, Kessler.”

He nods in understanding. “I have been wishing to do this since the day you came to my office,” he says.

He thrust a finger into my folds, I moaned in pleasure, and my whole body tensed as I struggled to stay on the edge. He pressed his body tightly against my back, forcing me onto the bed with his weight.

His fingers moved faster and faster, sliding in and out of my slick, wet folds, and I could feel an intense pleasure building within me. I felt as though I were about to burst at any moment, and the tension in the room was palpable.

My breath was sharp and ragged as I traced my fingers along the sheets, desperately trying to stay grounded as the waves of pleasure threatened to overwhelm me. I knew that I was close to losing control, and I could feel my muscles tensing up, preparing for the explosion to come.

He slid in another finger, filling my wet folds, and I could feel the pressure building inside me.

I let out a gasp, my body trembling at the force of the pleasure that was coursing through me.

He thrust his fingers in and out, harder and faster with each stroke, and I could feel the pleasure building up inside me, reaching its breaking point. I knew that I couldn’t hold on any longer, and a moment later, I was lost in the most incredible orgasm that I had ever experienced.

I screamed with pleasure, my body shaking and convulsing as waves of pleasure washed over me. It felt as if the entire world was falling away, and I was lost in a sea of pure bliss.

His scent fills my senses as I suck in another breath. This is just the tip of the iceberg of what my body needs to quench the burning sensation.

He withdraws his finger as I feel him pull down his zipper, and my nipple hardens against the bed.

He grabs my waist and tugs me closer as he fills me in with his cock. My breath whooshes out of me, and I am on cloud nine.

Kess Kessler, barely keeping myself together as my legs are weak, with quick strokes.

“Fuck, Lyra, this is all I can think of. You and your hot sexy body, your pointed nose, and your eyes.”

He thrusts further, and I can’t resist the raw pleasure he’s giving me.

He removes his cock and turns me around so my face is facing him. He traces every inch of my face with his lustful eyes. As he covers my lips with his mouth, my eyes shut close in bliss.

His tongue traces the hem of my mouth as he licks my lips smoothly. I moan as I allow him to enter my mouth and caress my tongue.

He brings my leg closer to him, coiling it around his waist, and shoves his dick inside me again. He doesn’t wait for me to adjust to the new angle; he takes me hard and fast. There’s no way to describe what I feel right now.

He’s wild, and I love this part of him. I want him to take part of me.

I open my eyes to look at him, and I realize his eyes are raw. The hunger in them is dangerous but thrilling.

My heart beats hard in my chest as he continues to thrust me in and out, his intense gaze not leaving mine.

I am lost in a pool of ecstasy and can’t explain the feeling further. He lets out a ragged breath as he leans his forehead against mine.

“Kess,” I whisper as the knot tightens in my lower abdomen and everything turns warm inside me.

He doesn’t stop; he continues to thrust harder. “Lyra, I’m going to ruin you, and when I do, I will be the one to put you back together. You keep messing with my head, and all I think about is you.”

I let out a loud shriek as my walls clenched around him, my vision blackening for a moment as the orgasm rocked me so hard.

When I regain myself, I open my eyes to look at him. His eyes are still on me, not stopping as he continues to thrust me further. I whimper with every thrust.

Our breaths mingle and our hearts beat in rhythm. He smashes his lips on mine, kissing me with a force like he would never let me go. His teeth nibble on my lower lip.

I feel another knot in my lower abdomen, my legs shake, and his thrusts become sloppy as his dick throbs inside me.

He slumps on the bed, pulling me closer to himself, inhaling my scent.