Black Ice-Completed

WARNING: EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT IN THIS CHAPTER. IF YOU ARE 17 OR UNDER THIS IS NOT A CHAPTER TO BE READING. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

LAST WARNING ;P

Groaning again as Syn felt her softness envelope him, it had been too damn long for him to go celibate. Close to five years because he had wanted his next time to be with his mate, and now she was under him. There would be no going back from tonight. He had to have her.

Nyota whimpered as he attacked her mouth once again. Moaning softly as he bit into her lip, she gasped when he thrust against her letting Syn gain more access to her mouth, “Syn,” she breathed out in a whisper and moved against him. She felt a thrill as he answered her back with a growl.

“You’re mine,” he snarled low as he shifted her hands so that they were pinned under his knees while he used his claws to rip her shirt to expose her chest.

Nyota whimpered and thrashed as he caressed her breasts, bucking when he flicked the tips of her nipples.

“Mine,” he growled again bending down and took one whole breast into his mouth as he flicked and pinched the other in his hands. All Nyota could do was moan as he pulled back and gently blew cool air across her wet nipple, causing it to pucker and grow hard even more.

It was only then that Syn saw the slash marks at the start of her stomach. Frowning, he tore the rest of her shirt off and slowly traced the slashes with his own claws. Baring his fangs in anger, he looked at Nyota and glared, “How!” he snarled as he looked into her glowing green eyes, his own glowing a sea green that to Nyota looked so beautiful and unique from the other wolves of the Black Ice pack.

Nyota whimpered as she tried to move against him, but he held her back and down, frustrating her to the point she whined, “Syn, please, don’t stop! I need you!”

Syn bent back down so his nose caressed her own, his lips leaving butterfly kisses across her cheek and waited until her eyes landed back on his own, “How?” he growled again, anger making it almost impossible to understand what he actually said.

“Nyota whimpered again but sighed as he gently bit and nibbled her lips. He wasn’t going to move until he got an answer, “Saber,” she breathed and felt exaltation when he grounded against her once again.

Syn knew he wasn’t going to get anything else out of her. Giving a soft growl, he released her hands and bent down to trace the scars with his tongue. Purring low when her hands gripped his hair, he followed the scars lower as they dipped beneath her pants. Pulling them down in haste, he immediately shoved his shoulder in between her thighs so she wouldn’t bar him from her, and bent down to lick at her inner walls.

Nyota jumped in surprise as pleasure surged through her when Syn nipped her love bud, “Wait wait!” she said as fear made her

stiffen. It was too much for her to process as eh continued to lick and nibble the bundle of nerves. But as she tried to push his head away, Syn growled and nipped at her hands to stave them off before bending back down to feast on her cream.

“Syn,” she cried as she tried to buck away from the onslaught, “It’s too much!” Ignoring her protests, he locked her hips down as he licked and nibbled. She tasted so sweet and salty, much like his favorite candy that he wasn’t going to give it up to anyone, not even her.

“You’ll take as much as I give you!” he rumbled as he licked against her clit and began to play with the seam, slowly sliding the tip of his finger into her entrance, playing and teasing with her.

Nyota groaned as he continued, her muscles quivered as heat began to expand and she cried out as pleasure burst forth leaving her shivering as ecstasy rode her body.

Finally, she felt limp from the onslaught of her first orgasm but cried out as Syn continued to eat her. Giving another whimper she tried to push him away as pleasure and pain began to blend together. Nyota couldn’t do it again, not so soon but it seemed Syn had other plans as he teased her entrance with two finger tips.

“You’re so tight,” he murmured as he pulled back to watch his mate tighten around his fingers as he slowly inserted into her channel. Shifting his arms he began to flick at her clit or rub in a soft circular motion before he’d thrust his fingers back in, working the muscles to loosen so that later she’d be able to accept him better. “You’re still so responsive as well, what a fool I was so many years ago. If I had just taken you like you asked things would have been completely different,” he muttered but purred as Nyota jerked when he inserted three fingers into her. Curling his fingers, he found her sweet spot and watched his mate cry out as she climaxed several more times.

“Syn, please!” Nyota cried not knowing whether she was crying for him to stop or to continue.

“Shh d’atai,” he purred softly as he moved away to tug his pants off. Before she thought to move, he slowly pulled her up to sit on his lap with her back to his front. His penis was throbbing so hard that he wasn’t sure if he’d be able to do the next part sufficiently, but he positioned himself so he’d rub against her clit as he leaned forward to grab his canteen, “Drink love,” he murmured softly as he kissed her neck.

Nyota whimpered but as she drank from his canteen she hadn’t realized how thirsty she had been. Nyota gave a small gasp as he shifted position to grab his pack, which caused his penis to rub against her clit and began to feed her small bites of jerky meat.

“Tell me how you got these scars d’atai,” he growled low as he nibbled at the column of her neck and move his lips along to her back to press small butterfly kisses to the top of her scars.

Nyota nipped at his fingers gently as he fed her some jerky and shivered as his other hand moved around from her back to her chest to massage one of her breasts. “I told you, it was a Saber,” Nyota said after she swallowed a bite and cried out as Syn pinched her nipple hard.

“Tell me why, my love,” he cooed as he went back to caressing her nippled and wrapped his other hand around the base of her throat. He could feel her rapid heartbeat as it pounded near his hand and felt her gasp whenever she could not hold one back as he played with her nipple.

Nyota hissed out in frustration, “It has nothing to do with you!” She whimpered when he pinched her nipple so hard that it went white, and she felt pain and pleasure when he released her and the blood came rushing back.

Syn nuzzled her neck, slowly dragging his canines against the side of her throat, “There is where you are wrong. You’re my mate, my stars, my d’atai, everything you do concerns me!” he growled low and moved one of his down to her clit, slowly massaging her stomach as he went to reach his destination.

Nyota whimpered as Syn rubbed her clit, the conversation all but forgotten as another climax began to build. But just as she was right on the edge, Syn took away his hand and offered her another pieces of jerky. Growling low, she snapped at his hand but wasn’t able to move.

He once again to tease her, the climax all but building quickly from the previous let down, but she just as she was about to come, he took his hand away and offered her the canteen. It was only then that Nyota realized how vulnerable she was in the position. She sat completely on top of Syn’s lap, but he had moved her so that she was spread eagle with her hand’s trapped under his buttocks.

“How d’atai,” he purred as he nibbled at her neck?

Nyota growled in confusion and frustration, “It doesn’t matter!” she said as she tried to wiggle away from him, but he had her locked down.

Syn sighed and caressed her stomach softly as he slowly moved down to her clit once again, “You may be my Alpha, love, but I’ll rule your body. It’s mine to tease and torture until you give a satisfactory answer.”

Nyota growled at he challenge but in the end it had only taken two more times of being denied a climax before she was spilling out the tale of the pride of cats and the Saber.

“Please Syn!” she cried out, begging for her mate to give her the climax that had been out of her reach.

Giving a contented rumble, Syn brought her to climax within seconds of her begging. As she cried out in relief, he pushed Nyota t her hands and knees and covered her. Before she had time to understand what he was to do, Syn had found her entrance and thrusted into Nyota, ripping into her barrier, and sliding all the way home.

Nyota cried out as his thrust brought her another orgasm, and she never even felt the pain that came from her maidenhead breaking. All she felt was pleasure and her moans had turned into shouts of joy as he thrust into her so hard that she could do nothing but hold onto the loose sand and snow that lay near.

Syn could no longer contain himself as he felt his own orgasm reach its peak. Nyota’s walls were continuously closing, milking his penis as he moved and with a roar, he began to pound into her even harder until he found his own release.