The Alphas’ P**n Star Mate

Mick

POV

I watched in fascination as Chloe closed her eyes, dipping her head back as she absorbed the deep connection between us.

This wasn't just sex. From the moment it started, this was not just another fuck, or a notch in my belt. I wanted her, and this connection I was feeling was so deep, I could only hope she was feeling it too.

Damn, her body is magnificent. I always thought she was beautiful, but seeing her like this is something else. Everything about her is tight and plump at the same time. I wanted to taste all of her. Every inch of her skin that my mouth wanders tastes so sweet. It makes my heart race, feeling the tremors in her skin while I explore her completely.

This is supposed to be a show, but I have no concern for the people on the screen. My focus is entirely on the lithe, perfect woman rocking her incredible body on top of mine, so absorbed in every inch that I'm giving her that she too has blocked out the demands flowing on the comment section of the stream.

Her face was covered completely, except for her mouth, by the mask. Still, I could tell she was tensing up, her eyes still closed and her brows starting to show with her frown in the eye holes of the mask.

Chloe's hips started slowing with their movements. She must be doing it. Rejecting the idiot that must have been insane to let go of such a gift.

Her body got tense for a few seconds, and then relaxed all at once. I could feel her relief.

I smiled, happy for her that she could put that chapter of her life behind her at last. As I leaned closer to tell her just that, the most invigorating scent of sage washed over me. I inhaled deeply, desperate for the smell to reach every fiber of my being. Everything came into focus at that moment. Why I have been so drawn to this perfect woman. Why I get so offended when she ignored me or cursed me. Why I was so wrapped up with every little thing about her that nothing else seemed to matter when she just gave me the smallest bit of attention. When her rich brown eyes opened and met mine, her smile was everything I needed to fall completely in this spell. A spell I never thought I, as a wolf-less Alpha, would get to feel in my seemingly incomplete life.

Her smile started to falter and I knew she felt it too. "Mate," I whispered.

That one little word, and my body went on autopilot, doing what it needed to do to tie her to me forever. I had no say in the matter, not that I would want things any other way. She was my mate. My miracle. I may be her second chance, but she is my one and only.

As my teeth sank into her tender, slim neck, overtaking the previous mark that had already started to dissolve with the dissolution of her previous bond, tears filled my eyes. The goddess may have been cruel to make me wolf-less, but she still gave me the ability to mark a mate. My mate. The throbbing pain of monstrous canines breaking through my gums was sweetened with the taste of her blood flooding my mouth.

When the connections clicked into place, it was like a part of my soul became free. I heard the wonderful sounds of howling in my head. Not one, but two wolves, which shocked me. Chloe had only mentioned one wolf.

Cortina. A beautiful name for a beautiful wolf. I could see her in my mind's eyes, frolicking with a larger wolf, near black in color, but with shockingly blue eyes.

My awe of the smaller wolf, the one I knew instantly was Cortina, because her tan and chocolate brown fur and deep brown eyes looked so much like Chloe's, was cut short when the larger wolf's blue eyes stared straight at me.

There was something there. A connection with it too, but it was different from the connection I had to Cortina and very different to the one I had with Chloe. It shocked me.

It wasn't until I felt teeth sink into my neck that I was taken away from the two wolves staring into my subconscious soul.

Chloe was marking me. I marked her, and now she was doing the same, staking her claim to my soul as I did hers. She snarled the word "mate" in my mind, making me gasp as I realized we could now mind link to one another. I had never been able to mind like anyone in my previous pack. By some miracle, I could with her.

I was knocked back to reality, the connection and bond in place. I exploded inside of her and she started rotating her curved hips while riding on my dick, more furiously than before. This raging need erupted the moment I spilled the last of my seed into her. I needed more. I could never get enough of her. I know that now.

"Mine," she growled, her nails digging into my skin, her body rocking and grinding on top of me.

I grabbed her waist, flipping her over so I could give her all the pleasure she was seeking. I hooked an arm under her knee, slowly but powerfully thrusting into her tight, sweet hole that was dripping with both of our cum. She arched her back, meeting me thrust for thrust, our eyes never leaving one another. She was so primal, and I felt her unbridled lust for me, which just fueled mine for her. We were like two animals, running on instinct, claiming each other as we fought for that unraveling again and again.

I don't know how long we went or how many times we both came together, but eventually, the animalistic urge faded into a sweeter, slower pace. I was lying behind her, kissing her neck right over my mark tenderly as I slowly circled my dick in her wet and plump pussy. She had her hand placed on the side of my face, holding my mouth to her mark, moaning softly with satisfaction.

"This is my first," she said. "The first time I ever made love."

I laughed breathlessly against her skin. "Me too." I kissed down her shoulder before placing teasing kisses on the corner of her lips. She looked back and smiled at me, and I felt like my entire world now revolved around that smile. I would do anything to keep it on her beautiful face. We kissed deeply as I quickened my pace, driving one more orgasm out of both of us. She whimpered into my mouth, cumming around my throbbing dick, spilling into her. It was such a blissful moment, and I wanted it to last forever. BANG BANG BANG

Both of us startled at the sound of someone pounding on her door. We looked at each other confused, but before either of us could get up, whoever it was came bursting into the room.

"Boyd," Chloe gasped, staring at the burly werewolf who just earlier tonight tried to say she had a shot with my mate.

I cursed and rolled her to the other side of me, blocking her body from his view. His nostrils were flaring, and I thought he was about to unrightfully attack me, but then he looked around the room and pointed to the camera and monitor mounted on the wall.

Chloe followed with her eyes to where he was pointing, then cursed under her breath. She reached up to feel her face, then looked wildly around the room. Boyd was already marching towards the computer, cutting off the live stream that read it had been going for nearly three hours. Holy fuck.

I was wondering why Chloe was now freaking out too, but then her eyes landed on the mask that must have fallen off early on lying on the floor right beside the bed. It was lying with her discarded nightwear, which was black as well, so it made it hard to find. "What the hell were you thinking?!" Boyd turned to yell at both of us once the camera and all the monitors were shut down. "Did you mean to expose your face to the entire fucking world, Chloe?"