The Alpha's Temptation
Chapter 79 Do You Know About Mates?

Chapter 79 Do You Know About Mates?

As soon as his mouth came down on her clit, he started sucking it between his lips. The way he swirled his tongue over it, a shudder passed through her. It was as if the heat that had pooled inside her belly wanted to come out with a blast. "Ahh!" she moaned as she thrashed against the fur beneath her head and bucked her hips against his mouth. Eltanin growled and pushed her back down by pinning her thighs wider.  His fangs grazed her over there and she saw stars.

She was feeling so much pleasure it was as though she would burn in it. She had never felt this good in her life. Lost in sensation that he was providing her, Tania was writhing beneath him, silently begging to give her more.

He opened her pink folds and licked all the way down to her core and then right back to her swollen bud. As his tongue danced over her clit, he pressed his fingers against her core and rubbed her over there. He went down to her core and groaned against it, licking it, sucking it. His mate tasted like honey and he wanted to lick every drop of her honey. When his fangs grazed her over there, she rolled her hips, at the crazy pleasure she was experiencing. "Elty…" she moaned for him.

He went back to her aching clit as she threaded her fingers through his hair and closed her thighs around his head. His mouth hummed against her throbbing clit. He licked her once more and then looked up at her. "I want this," he growled as he pressed his thumb against her core. "I want to claim you, Tania," he groaned. "Tell me that you want me to claim you." Saying that he lowered his mouth to her clit as his gaze was still locked with hers.

"I have never—"

"I know that love," he growled. And he loved that she called him Elty. "You want me to claim you, don't you?"

She just thrashed her head against the fur.

Outside, the blizzard was raging. She could hear the winds howling and it should have been bitterly cold, but she was covered with a sheen of sweat.

He growled against her clit. "You didn't answer me, love," he said.

"Yes," she choked on her emotions, chasing her pleasure.

"Say it loud!"

"Oh, yes!" she groaned. "I want this."

"What do you want, Tania?" he growled deeply. He rubbed her core and sucked her clit at the same time.

"I want…" she was going to go insane. She didn't know what she wanted. "I want you to do something!"

Eltanin groaned and then bit her lightly on her clit. Tania's body stilled and then heat uncoiled with the speed of an asp. She screamed his name and came all over his tongue. Greedily, he sucked every last drop of her honey.

Tania was a mess by the time he finished. She was panting, her eyes closed as she saw stars in her vision. She had never ever experienced such an explosive pleasure. When she somehow peeled open her eyes, she found him right beside her. He turned her to face him and then took her hand on this throbbing erection. "Won't you help me?" he asked, his voice decadent. He wrapped his big hand around hers and started stroking himself.

His steel shaft was so beautiful to touch that she started stroking him with fervor. Her free hand went to his balls and she squeezed them lightly. He groaned as his eyes rolled into his head. Any form of sex with his mate was like a thousand times with other women. It was phenomenal. He had curled his hand beneath her and pulled her closer to his chest. He wedged his thigh between hers as she continued to stroke his shaft fondly. It was not long when he roared and came all over her hands and belly marking her with his seeds.

Both were sweating, exhausted, by the time they finished and were panting in each other's arms. Eltanin pressed a kiss on her forehead. He was in so much bliss that he didn't want to go anywhere. This small tent was like his sanctuary. For the first time, he felt he was alone with his mate and that nothing else mattered.

The blizzard piled up around their tent. In order for her to stay warm, he pulled her closer to him and tucked both of them in the furs. However, she was still shivering from the cold. So, he pulled her over his chest. "This way you are going to stay warm," he replied when she gasped. _{ρꪖꪕᦔꪖꪕꪫꪣꫀ​ꪶ​}

She pursed her lips as a pale blush rose on her cheeks, but then placed her head over his chest and curled her legs up against his thighs. Why was it that she felt so right, lying on him? It was as if every part of his body, every plane of his ridged muscles curved against every contour of her body perfectly. "Don't start getting ideas, okay?"

"What ideas?" he asked in a low husky voice.

"I mean—" she stuttered. "I mean—"

"Yes?"

She snapped her mouth shut. How could he be so shameless and make her speak? Couldn't he understand on his own?

He stroked her hair gently. "Are you feeling warm now?" he asked with a chuckle.

"I am," she said, relieved that he didn't pursue her about it.

"Do you know about mates amongst werewolves?" he asked softly, carefully. He didn't want to tell her about mates for the fear that she would run away. That was why he was slowly training her to like him, love him and be addicted to him just like he was addicted to her. Only then he would tell her that she was his mate. And only then he would declare to everyone that he had found his mate. He would immediately marry her after that.

"I do…" she replied with a yawn. "Vaguely…"

"Ah, I see." He caressed her back lovingly to relax her.

"What about them?"

"Nothing. You should sleep. We have a long day ahead."

She snuggled in his chest, closing her eyes.

"Do you know you called me Elty when you were coming all over my mouth?"

She gasped. "I am sorry, Your Highness!"

"Now you should believe that you sleep-walked to my room shouting my name, Elty, Elty!"

She clutched his tunic and hid her face in his chest.

The blizzard stopped two hours later and then rolled back their tents and other supplies before mounting the horses. This time, when Eltanin mounted his horse, he made her sit behind him so that he could shield her from the soft snow that was falling around them.

Glenn followed them with a scowl. According to him the king was a third rate louche who liked to enjoy women and that was why he had got Tania with him. He had heard them screaming and moaning and groaning and it made him jealous of the king. It would have been him getting all the pleasure from the slave girl only if the king hadn't been such a womanizer.

Tania felt silent, happy to rock with Wind's easy gait as she scanned her surroundings. Eltanin's broad frame blocked her front view.