Alpha Ryker's Little Witch

Tamara's POV:

"How is Mimi?" Beta Jayson had passed by my place to pick up Janette. She had been in my house at the request of my mate after the incident.

He had escorted me back to the house before running off again to do some investigations of his own.

Janette's presence helped to steer my mind off everything, chiefly the eyes. The image had been pushed forth in my mind without consent, but only the eyes haunted me repeatedly.

She told me about her past, successfully enthralling me into a conversation. I learnt that she wasn't born in the pack; she had been taken in by the Alpha. However, she avoided telling me exactly why, but I figured she would at the right time.

I felt this strange connection every time she was around, even as she told me that she had a feeling that Jax had been following her before he finally caught her. My heart broke for her as she tried reliving that fateful day. I genuinely cared for her with an intensity that confused even me.

It all started the day she had nearly lost her life in the hands of Jax. Just like my mother, I believed that nothing happens by chance. There must have been an obscure reason for everything that went down that day.

I had stopped reading pack member's clouds, but something about Janette that day eased the part of my brain that did so. It wasn't out of coercion, nor was it purposive; it just happened out of pure natural instinct. There was something about her that called to me, something that I had yet to decipher. I delighted in her company...

"Tamara." Janette snapped her fingers in my face, disrupting my thoughts about her.

"I'm sorry. I kinda got lost in my thoughts."

"As if we didn't see that," Jayson chimed in, his sarcastic remark earning a slap on his right bicep from his mate.

"Show some respect. She is your Luna, knucklehead," Janette chastised, making her big beta mate pout like a little lovesick puppy.

I could see the unadulterated love they had in their eyes. Seeing them like this made me think about my mate. Would we ever be like this? Openly professing and displaying our love?

"Oh, you had asked how Mimi was before you decided to delve deep into thinking."

"Just tell us how she is. You should learn how to minimize talking too much." Once again Janette reprimanded him.

"Damn, you're certainly not giving me a minute to breathe. I just came in and you are..." A hard glare from his bonded mate shut him up, making me smile at the sight. It was fun to see a petite girl putting a big burly man in his place.

He continued. "She is fine for now. The silver bullet only grazed her right shoulder. The person was most definitely going for an execution, but she managed to duck just in time."

Execution? But why kill Mimi when I thought it was supposed to be a distraction? What was I missing?

All these unanswered questions ran through my mind. Again, just like my mum, I wasn't one to surrender to any extent. I wasn't going to rest until I knew who exactly this person instilling fear in the pack was. "Tamara." The deep familiar voice of my mighty valiant man filtered through my ear, snapping me entirely from my ongoing musings.

"Alpha Ryker." The name rolled off of my tongue seductively, teasing and tasting his control.

"Little witch," he warned lowly, his eyes darkening as my tongue snaked out of my mouth.

I followed his eyes with mine as my tongue swept over my lower lip, coating it with saliva.

A barely perceptible throaty growl made its way out of my mate's sweet mouth. The simple cliché alluring action had evidently worked. I was still seated cross-legged on my favorite blue couch with Janette beside me.

Beta Jayson still stood by the door, making lovesick faces with his mate. Mine stood beside him, his eyes depicting want. A sexually filled silence enveloped the room as our bodies reacted in ways only known to our respective mates. "You know, you could give us a sneak peek of the awaited performance during the claiming ceremony." Jayson broke the silence, smiling suggestively at the three of us.

"What's he talking about?"

My mate scratched the back of his head, his eyes darting from left to right.

"Oh my goddess!" his friend exclaimed.

"You haven't told her," Janette added in understanding. I guess the confusion in my face and the strange reaction on my mate's face was their cue to leave. They knew I had questions and that we needed space for all that. "We need to talk." I made an the empty spot on the couch for him to join me.

"Tamara, I know you are tired. Maybe we can do this tomorrow?" No way I was letting him avoid the inevitable.

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"Yes, I am tired, but we are doing this right now. What exactly did your friend mean by the sneak peek that we are supposedly showing during the ceremony?" He sighed, then finally sat down.

"I need you to please have an open mind while taking the information in," he began. I could see how unsure he was about whatever he was going to tell me.

"It's okay; I'm always open-minded."

"The Claiming ceremony is particularly meant for newly mated Alpha couples to cement their bond before the entire pack. An alpha's female must go through the claiming ceremony before she can officially become the Luna." He paused, then stifled a second sigh.

"The Alpha must re-mark her. Well, more like biting on the existing mark. After that, the former Alpha blesses us. Then the former Luna will pass on the title to you through an oath."

"Wait, is that why you asked me to be ready for anything?"

"No, Tamara, there's more." He stopped talking for a while, my anticipatory feeling spiking up in the process.

"We must have sex before the pack members, minus those below the age of 18. The reaffirmation mark will only work if I do it right at the beginning of your orgasm." His sitting posture became tense as he waited for my reaction, only to be surprised.

"Okay," I simply stated. I saw this as the opportunity to fully let the pack females know that he was only mine. Oh, how I would enjoy the jealousy on their faces as he hammered me in front of them. I couldn't wait to meet his thrusts with my own as he pumped his thick dick inside my channel over and over again.

"Fuck!" my alpha swore before sinking his knees to the ground, strategically pulling my legs on either side of his upper body.

"Your arousal is fucking intoxicating." His voice suddenly became husky.

"Why don't we practice for the ceremony?" I suggested.

His hands sought my voluptuous sensitive breasts, teasing them at a slow pace. His talented palms squeezed them, drawing a moan from my parted mouth.

"So soft and tender," he praised. His fingers then took my hardened buds between them. He expertly twisted them back and forth. My mouth could only let out a silent scream. My body writhed on the sofa; I needed more substantial friction for my burning desires.

"Alpha," I huskily called his name, loving how it affected him. He pulled me up with him, then guided my legs around his waist. Then he thrust his hips forward abruptly, directly to my wet crotch. Moans could be heard as we pleasured ourselves. The bond called on us, whispering our names in pure sexual insinuation.

It connected us telepathically, winding and binding our entire bodies as one. I bucked my hips back and forth on his hard member, chasing the already building orgasm.

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"I need to taste you." He helped me down on the floor hastily, then tore my blue dress like it was nothing. I hadn't worn a bra that day, and judging by the intake of his breath, he absolutely loved it.

"So naughty." He tore my panties next, placing his fingers on my sex. A slow rub on the hood of my pussy aroused me further.

"Aaah!" His digits rubbed sensually while he placed his other hand on my waist. He aided me with his fingers, bringing me closer and closer to the edge.

"Brace yourself," he warned before lifting my petite body over his body, my legs dangling on his shoulders. He blew hot air on my pussy, then he snaked his tongue out and licked my pussy from the vulva up to the hood.

"Oh fuck!" An involuntary moan filtered through simultaneously with the long, sweet stroke of his wet muscle. His tongue worked around the wetness in me. He tasted me, licking up, down, and around my magical bean repeatedly.

The slight pressure, coupled up with his flat muscle, compelled me to whimper and whine with pure need. His lips then formed an O-shape on my clit and the area around it.

Gently, he began pulling my clit in his wet, hot, extremely pleasurable mouth. He did so in a mind-blowing rhythm, pulling my clit in and out of his mouth, releasing it, and doing it again and again.

He added more pressure, and more blood rushed to my clit, preparing it for an utterly paralyzing orgasm. I could feel my inner walls begin to contract as a tingling sensation ran up my spine.

He sped up with intense pressure while my hips continued gyrating on his mouth. The movement pulled me closer and closer until he sucked my pleasure button harder in his mouth while his tongue massaged it. The immense pleasure accumulated rapidly; then like a time ticking bomb, it finally exploded.

Stars danced in my vision as my inner walls contracted. My eyes rolled to the back of my head while my mouth let out a scream of unmeasured pleasure.

After a while, I finally came down from my high. He lowered me carefully back to the couch then kissed me slowly. I savored and relished in my own taste.

After pulling back, I looked at him yet again, and then...

"Your cloud still looks like a rainbow. Amazing." I unknowingly admired his beautiful cloud.

"What cloud?"

"I have an ability to see people's true traits. Small colorful small clouds hover over each person's head." "What?"

"Rainbow means you have positive traits, excluding maliciousness and everything negative."