“Aimer says you’re my Destin.”
“Yes, so you said. How do you feel about that?”
“Well, I didn’t expect to have one of those… I didn’t really expect to have anybody to share my life with… Being the Alpha is pretty lonely. But… You match me, Vania. Somehow… There’s the same fire within you that burns within me. I can feel you, you can feel it. The ring feels it.”
“I know. I know that’s true.”
“Then… Then, you’ll be my Destin? You’ll be with me forever?”
My heart was thumping so wildly, my heartbeat in my ears made it difficult to hear him, his face in front of mine was blurry, my knees felt weak, and I moved to sit down in the grass. He let me lead him there. Was this a marriage proposal? Things worked a little differently on Earth… Then, in the last six months, I had left the planet, nearly been killed, become a warrior, killed others, battled with my mind, and found my soul-mate. I was just on a different yellow brick road, that was all.
“Yes, Jase. I will be with you forever.”
Jase leaned into me, took my head between his hands and kissed me so sweetly on the lips, then moved my head gently and kissed my cheeks, then my eyelids, then my forehead, moving down to my jawline, tracing it with his lips. He moved his fingertips down my neck and traced the hem of my shirt with his gentle touch, the tugged at it, laughing at me with his eyes.
The stars shone on us as we quickly slipped out of our clothes, knowing we didn’t have much time, but knowing we wanted to see the starlight, and not just the raindrops, on each other’s skin…
We wanted to taste each part of each other, we wanted to touch and feel, and hold and be still with each other.
I pushed him back into the soft grasses, mounting him again, this time very different from suspended in the telekinetic hold. I was able to be much more in control. Only, he wanted the control, this time, and he flipped me over on my back, moving his hands ravenously over my neck to my breasts, pinching my nipples, following his fingertips with his lips, his tongue, his teeth, until I was arching my back and begging that he enter me. H
He pivoted into me, pulling my hips back into him, so he could look straight at me, tap his dick against my wet pussy, as he rubbed and fondled my breasts, first one and then the other. His fingertips wove a story of love into my skin, the most amazing story, as he teased me with his dick… I was hungry for it, I was hungry for him… It was the roar of desire in my soul that almost tore tears from my chest, so powerful and untamable, a feeling I had never had before like I wanted to wrap him in my desire entirely and keep him safe and strong and unleashed at the same time.
Tap, tap, tap…
Then he entered and slammed into me.
I reared up into a sitting position and grabbed at his chest, raking my fingernails down it, afraid I was clawing so much into his skin I was pull off the beautiful ink of his tattoos. Then he pushed me back down, choking me with one hand while he held my hip with his other, and slammed into me again. I screamed as much as I could through the chokehold, my eyes wide, gasping, loving it, getting incredibly close, his huge dick hitting my g-spot, rubbing in just the right place.
His wild blonde hair blew in the night wind and the stars framed his head like a halo, different than the bat cave, glorious and beautiful, my Alpha, my Alpha, my Alpha…
He thrust in and out, his skin gleaming in the starlight, my Alpha Warlord astride me, slamming into me, glorifying in his conquest, maintaining his throne, and finding a new one. He would be able to ride me, and I could ride him forever…
He grabbed my hips, releasing me to breathe right before I passed out and I saw dots in the sky, and the stars blinked the daydream of my life at me and I clawed at his shoulders as he pulled me in tighter, his breath hot, sweat slicking his chest.
“Oh my God, Jase…”
“You’re so fucking tight…”
“Harder. Cum hard into me. Keep going…. Keep going… Keep going… Play with me…” Our mental connection was exhilarating. It was as if the tingles I had been feeling every time we touched through my body was now accessible in my mind as if my mind was trembling and thrilling with the telepathy.
He released one of my hips and used his thumb to gently rub my clit, and I arched my back and moaned, kneading my fingers into his strong forearms. His tattoos stretched, a glorious mythos I wanted to hear from his lips, up to his arms and across his chest, glowing in the occasional flash of the lighthouse.
My Alpha took my legs and put them up over his shoulders. He moved my hand to play with my clit and pulled back, moving in and out just ever so gently, just the tip, teasing me, tempting me, making me curse. I knew what was coming. He was going to thrust even harder into me… I wet my lips. I wanted it…
“I want it… I want it now.”
“I’m yours.”
He slammed into me, and I screamed. The passion was blinding. I grabbed onto the grasses around us for support as he raged into me, slamming in and out over and over, taking control of my body and I reveled in his speed and strength, at the same time being consumed by the mesmerizing glory of our bodies melding into a machine of pleasure. My pussy grew tighter and tighter, and his breath became shorter and shorter.
“I’m going to cum!”
“Cum into me!
