My Luna Mate ✓

Chapter Six

When I felt Alexander's hand squeeze at my waist roughly, his nails digging in to my skin, I knew I was doing a good job. His eyes were dark and I caught a glimpse of his canines when I moved down to remove the tie around his neck.

Slowly and seductively, I removed his tie, before working to unbutton his shirt. My mate lacked patience and quickly ripped his shirt open, giving me a smirk when I arched a brow at him.

"Time consumption is not my forte," he commented, and glanced down at his sculpted abs before arching a brow at me teasingly.

Rolling my eyes playfully, I didn't respond, but held his gaze as I moved my head closer to his pecks. I brushed my lips against his warm skin, letting my breath fan every inch of him, knowing how worked up it got him.

His fingers on my waist confirmed what I was thinking, and before Alexander could utter another word, I traced his abs with my tongue, making the boy grip on to my waist even more roughly.

"Oh, fuck," he grunted, his head tilted back against the wall.

I smirked, as my tongue continued to roll on his body, moving my way slowly down to his waist, where I bit down gently, making Alexander squirm.

I almost laughed at how ticklish he was, but didn't want to ruin the mood, and instead unbuckled his belt. Once the belt was off, I unzipped his trousers and watched it drop to his ankles. He quickly stepped out of them to make sure he wouldn't trip on them later.

Alexander's hands then found their way to my hair, holding it up in a ponytail as I began to pepper kisses around his manhood. When he was erect enough for my satisfaction, I removed his boxers and rolled my tongue on his shaft, making the boy groan loudly.

"Lyra," he groaned, his voice husky and hard.

"Mhmm?" I hummed, innocently, as I took more of his length in my mouth, tasting the bitterness of his precum shoot down my throat.

Alexander's hands tightened around my hair as I began bobbing my head back and forth, taking as much of him as I could. It wasn't my first time doing this, but I had most definitely improved.

When Alexander was completely and utterly satisfied, and extremely impatient, he pulled me back up to him, before locking his lips with mine, ignoring the fact that my tongue had all of his sperm babies on it.

At the same, using both of his hands, he grabbed hold of my dress and completely tore it to pieces, leaving me yelping in surprise as I pulled away to gawk at the shredded green pieces of fabric on the floor.

"Seriously?" I gaped, accusingly.

"I already told you," Alexander murmured huskily, pulling me closer to him again. "Patience is not my thing."

I barely had time to process his words when he placed both his hands behind my legs and picked me up, making me straddle his waist.

Grinning wickedly, Alexander carried me to the kitchen island, where he placed me before locking his lips with mine again.

His hand was on my back to support me, meanwhile the other roamed down my body, squeezing at my breast before his fingers nestled between my legs.

"You're so perfect," he murmured against my lips, his voice husky and eyes completely black.

Without warning, my mate grabbed my leg and pulled me closer to him, before he guided his member towards my entrance.

He teased the tip of his cock across my core, making me moan loudly, my head falling back and my eyes travelling to the back of my head.

Deciding not to tease me too much, once Alexander had lubricated his dick with my juices, he roughly thrusted in to me. It was painful, but a pain that I gladly welcomed. 

The pain quickly subsided and pleasure erupted through me.

Alexander began to thrust harder and faster, hardly giving me a chance to breathe properly. He was just so damn good at this.

My heart rate picked up, as did my breathing, and that only got Alexander to go faster. He dipped his head down to take my nipple in his mouth, whilst thrusting harder inside of me.

His teeth grazed at my nipple, making me cry out to him loudly. It satisfied my mate and I watched as his face morphed in to a grin.

His lips travelled up from my breast towards my neck, grazing over the mark, before he locked his lips with mine again.

I thought we were going to kiss for longer, but Alexander had other plans when his lips brushed past mine and nestled at my ear. I could feel his breathing on my ear, driving me completely crazy. And he knew what he was doing to me.

"Come for me," he ordered, huskily, his voice deeper than usual. "Fuck, Lyra."

And just like that, I could feel my legs weaken as my mate thrusted faster inside of me.

My nails dug in to his shoulders as I reached climax.

Alexander thrusted faster until he grunted against my ear, and he stilled his movement as he emptied inside of me.

"Oh shit, baby," he whispered against my ear.

I was exhausted.

Sex with Alexander was like a complete workout. He knew how to excite and work every cell in my body, and I wouldn't have it any other way.

Alexander pulled out of me and picked me up bridal style. "You okay?"

I nodded and nestled my head in his neck, lightly pecking at his muscled chest before closing my eyes.

Alexander's chest moved with the laughter erupting through him, but he didn't say anything and instead kissed the top of my head as he carried me up the stairs.