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The Bloodlust Alpha
Dusk Till Dawn - Zayn ft. Sia
a/n:
fluff, smut
smut and fluff
you watch out for some cavities cause this shit sweet
i don't even know why i talk like this in the authors note cause usually aren't authors kinda professional?? Like this is how I text and now i feel like I'm lowkey friends with every reader and I'm just telling you guys a long ass story that i dreamed about in the form of text.
i ship us.
coder
coco + reader
what a ship.
#coder
He couldn't help but watch the blonde laying beside him.
Her golden locks sprawled over his chest and bedsheets, arms wrapped around his waist, bare chest pressed against his sides and the soft, satisfied look on her face as she breathed steadily in her sleep.
He'd move the two of them from the shower to his bed. The water rolling down their skin soaking into his sheets. Raizel could spend hours of his day just watching her lay there. The shock that this beautiful woman is here, by his side, could ever find some form of solace in the monster he'd become never fully fading. To think that she could ever feel for him, half the affection he felt for her. He'd always thought it would never be possible for him but Goddess was he falling in love her. Barely knowing her for a month and yet he could no longer picture the life he had before her. He simply didn't want to.
Why would he ever want to return to a life where she wasn't there?
Raizel angled his head down to get a better look at her. Her soft plump pink lips parted-- a little swollen from the previous lip locking they'd done, but still so inexplicably seductive. Marble blue eyes shut and hidden away from the world that he couldnt repress the slight dismay he felt from being unable to see them. Strands of her hair falling over her face and yet somehow looking so endearing from the vulnerability he felt from it.
By Goddess, did he feel blessed.
Raising a hand, he lightly brushed the hair out of her face with his knuckles. He felt his skin graze against her cheek and winced from the shocks he felt. Like sparks from ignition, he felt his own body heat rising when those gorgeous blues made their appearance. She was drowsy, sleep written on her face as she blinked ever so slowly and just stared.
Then, almost like the Goddess above felt the need to push him further down the road of love, a smile spread across her face.
That earth-shattering, picture perfect, beaming, all teeth smile.
The kind that had his heart jumping out his chest.
"Hi."
She whispered quietly. Her thin fingers reached out to brush away locks of his hair. The slight sparkle in her eyes coming into life when she ran them through his scalp. He hummed in response, unable to form any coherent words or thoughts as he found his place between the crook of her neck. He nuzzled his nose there, breathing her in and smiling against her skin when he felt her body shake when a laugh passed through her.
He loved it when she laughed.
He loved it a lot.
He tightened his arms around her, pulling her as close to him as possible but at the same time not so tight it would hurt. His wolf was just oozing with contentment. He still felt the undying need to march back to Nightwake and just rip that pathetic ex-mate of hers into shreds. His wolf sharing his own thoughts of agreement. Neither one of them wanted that fucker anywhere near their Selene. He'd lost any right to even breathe the same air the moment he'd decided to reject her.
Raizel mentally cussed in his mind, pushing away any thoughts of the brunette and instead press himself harder into her. He would much rather give her all his attention now than to spare his limited time with her on the man he would undoubtedly deal with one way or another. Alpha title be damned if anyone thought he'd let Landon Walker be.
But for now, in this moment, he'd devote all his time and attention on the woman who so tightly held his heart.
"What are you thinking of?"
She asked softly. Raizel meets her questioning gaze, and pulled away from her neck to see that she wasn't rushing to cover herself. She was in complete sync with him. Comfortable and confident with him as she should always be.She had nothing to be ashamed of-- especially not with him.
"Just how lucky I am."
He'd admitted. He could hardly care how soft he sounded. He would only ever be like this with Selene. He didn't have any reason to put up some hard-ass Alpha facade with her when she was the one only thing that gave him hope. Hope for his future and hope that one day he too, can have a family of his own. He could be as sweet as she wanted; nice, caring, affectionate. Anything and everything he would do to keep her happy. Being able to love her properly was more than a honor. Why should he be embarrassed or ashamed of that?
He'd do just about anything she'd ask of him.
All to keep that dazzling smile on her face.
If there was one thing he knew, it was that no matter how strong a mate bond was, a mate bond should never be an excuse to treat your partner any less than when you first find them. As his father once told him, 'You never truly stop courting your mate. Even after you get into a relationship, you treat them as if you're still trying to win them over. You give them the best you can do. And everything the best is still lacking when its for someone you love.'
Selene smiled as she shook her head. She wasn't looking at him anymore but at his hair. Her growing fascination for every little curl she found showing through her expression.
"I'm pretty sure that's what I'm supposed to say."
Raizel raises a brow, slightly amused at the beauty in his arms.
"Oh? Do tell."
Selene rolls her eyes. The smile still on her face betraying her feigned annoyance at the man who was at fault for the endless butterflies fluttering around her stomach.
"You just want me to praise you."
she deadpans.
"You're right."
Raizel trails his fingers over her naked skin. The tips of his digits roaming down her hip and coaxing a shiver to come out of her. Selene bit her lip, watching Raizel with bright eyes as he leans toward her face to leave a chaste kiss on her lips.
"I'm sorry."
He said suddenly. The dance of his fingers coming to a stop as he looks at her with a slight frown. Selene furrows her brows, puling away from the warm embrace his body and sit up using her elbows.
"About?"
"Not making our first special enough."
The pull on her heartstrings is almost unbearable. The measly six worded response deepening the frown on her face. She shook her head, giving him a half smile with adoration firmly rooted in her eyes. The man who'd been the picture perfect definition of a prince charming --minus the bloodlust, ruthlessness, gore, bulging muscles-- was laying there concerned about the 'specialness' of their union. Goddess, she wanted to tell him. To tell him that it was special. That anything and everything he does with her is special.
How can it not be when she's experienced her firsts with him?
Her first time holding hands.
Her first caress.
Her first kiss.
Her first pet name.
Her first time.
All of her firsts with the first man she found herself falling in love with.
How can she ever think that none of that was special?
Surely she knew all about the whole 'gentle, slow, passionate' cliche. She'd seen and read enough romance movies and books (all supplied by Noah) to know that was the 'standard'.
But they weren't like those people in those books.
They were Selene and Raizel.
Two people going at their own pace and didn't care enough to slow down just to fit people's criteria. There was nothing wrong with slow, gentle and passionate. Every couple had their own pace, and this was theirs.
There was more than enough passion behind their actions.
The way they'd call each others name so sweetly. The way his kiss always left lingering sensations behind. The way their lips barely parts for a millisecond before swooping back in for another. The way Raizel savors the grind of his hips to fully express his need for her. The way Selene would always caress the side of his face and stare so lovingly into this eyes. The way the two would join together and simply soak in the other's presence.
They were slow, gentle and passionate.
Just in a different sense.
And honestly, the two wouldn't have it any other way.
"It is special."
She tells him.
"You make me feel special."
She can't help the warm smile on her face as he stares at her. She feels the thickness of her emotions get caught up in her throat. The overwhelming emotion she feels for him beyond anything she'd ever felt before. Since the very beginning, he made her feel special. Every second they'd spent with each other, Raizel had done nothing but treat her like she was the single most important thing in life. Since the very moment they'd met, he held her captive with time being a nonexistent reminder that one way or another, the two would find themselves in each others arms. Something neither of them would object to.
"Since day one, you always made me feel loved."
Raizel feels his chest tighten. He felt so much all at the same time. So much love that he couldn't help but utter the three words he never thought he could ever say.
"I love you."
He laughs a little. The three words that made him feel so light and free.
"Since day one, I loved you."
Selene's lips part and she has to force back the mist in her eyes. When was the last time someone had said that to her? When did anyone ever love her? Did she even deserve it? After everything? She stops questioning herself. She doesn't know whether or not she deserves it, but all be damned if she didn't selfishly take that love for herself.
"I love you."
She smiles.
"Since day one."
That's how Selene found herself withering under Raizel once more.
She stared up at him, eyes bright and ablaze when his large hands moved down to mold her body. Firm, sure fingers slim down her sides. Hard calloused skin against her soft ones, she ignored the tension building up in her lower abdomen and watched him. The tightening coil of arousal almost too much for her when she whines. The way his eyes narrowed down at her body to take in every little detail and engrave it in his mind. Or the way his lips part so he could mumble out a cuss during his little sightseeing.
He understood that Selene was more than okay with how things turned out but he wanted more for her. He thought she deserved more and more was something he was keen on giving her.
He breathed in, letting a small groan rumble from his chest when she ran her hands up his chest. Her nails grazing over the curves of his hard muscles; appreciating and soaking in the dips of his body. She feels his pulse under his fingertips. The rapid beating of his heart solely for her.
He made it his mission to memorize every part of her. To imprint every little freckle and scar in the depths of his mind. To sculpt his image of her in the darkness of his soul so that when the situation calls for it, he'll have something- someone he can think of to lead him back to the light. She was his guide. The only thing that makes sense in his world. So when he needs to remember himself, he'll think of her.
So that when he thinks back to how it all truly began, he'll remember this.
His firm hands went to cup her breasts, eliciting a surprised gasp from the woman beneath him. He waist a second to make sure she's alright and with a shy nod, he continues. He's careful in the way he treats her. Determined to show her how special she was through actions just as much as he tells her through words.
He dips his head down to her chest, the crown of his head the only thing the blonde can see when she feels something wet slide over her hardened buds. Her teeth pulled in her bottom lip. Raizel's hot, wet mouth takes in her nipple. Sucking and nipping at the bud so teasingly she needs to clench her legs together.
The area between her legs growing wetter and hotter when he swirls his tongue around the pebble. She feels exhilaration shoot down her spine, hands grasping onto the bed sheets when he moves his thigh between her legs. Raizel feels her eagerness and can't help but smile in content. Her slick folds dripping with her desire for him rubs against him. She doesn't care much about the embarrassment. They were passed the stage of being shy about it.
He has to withhold a groan when she grinds herself. Her lithe body moving and using him for her own pleasure. Her hips move back and forth-- slow and torturous. He enjoys the way he manages to make his little wildflower fidget and desperate for him. The way those blazing blue eyes hold him tightly. He rolls her nipple around with his thumb, tweaking and pinching the bud.
Selene arches her back, legs spreading wide for him when he moves closer between her thighs. Replacing his thigh was his hips, his erection pressed snug against her folds. Selene sucks in a shuddered breath, mind blank and numb to anything but him. His scent driving her crazy and pushing her further into the lust induced cloud enwrapped around her mind.
The same cloud driving Raizel.
He brings his hand to her face, her eyes looking at him questioningly. Her chest moves up and down rapidly, heavy breathing the cause of such a reaction.
"Suck."
Her eyes widen by a fraction but experimentally does what he says. She takes his fingers in her mouth, swirling her tongue around his long digits. Right between his fingers, over and around, she sucks in him like she'd done before. She knows with the darkened look on his face, that she's just provoking him into losing control. And frankly, that was the plan. Her lips pucker around him, tongue flattening at the pads of his fingers before slight sounds of her lips smacking resonate in the room. Raizel feels his hardness twitch, eyebrows drawn together in concentration as he forces himself to be patient.
But how long can he hold onto that patience when her tongue was doing all sorts of tricks around him. He can't help but think about the way her lips had been wrapped around his cock. Or the way he was thrusting in and out of those plump red lips just earlier before. The way her tongue flicked around his fingers like how it flicked around his length. Goddess, he wanted to plunge into her right then and there.
To fuck her into the mattress and make her wild with desire. To make her scream out his name until she lost her voice. To fill her mind with nothing but him.
"I love you."
He whispers, pulling his hand away with a pop of her lips. He glides his hand from her lips, to her neck, down to the valley of her chest, to her abdomen and right between her legs.
She has to grind her teeth together, swallowing harshly when his fingers meet her swollen clit. The sweet taste of his fingers still at the tip of her tongue. The wetness dripping down her thighs coats his fingers. He smiles, loving the expression on her face. Her eyes dropping halfway, glazed over with lust and her pretty full lips parted as she whisked in a few breaths. Flushed red cheeks and wet hair clinging onto her skin. Raizel bends down to nuzzle himself at her neck.
"You're so beautiful."
He murmurs against her skin. He could feel the heat circulating through her body and the wild pulsing of her heart. All of this caused by him. Boldly, the tip of his tongue slides passed the seam of his lips. He licks a long strip down her neck, envisioning where his mark would be placed. Not now, but in the future. He was certain to make that a reality.
"Your eyes."
He slides a finger inside her.
"Your lips."
He begins to pump his digit, pulling a soft moan from the woman he loved. No words could describe how much he loved the sounds she made. From her soft moans to her sharp cussing, the man was a goner for the blue eyed female.
"Your laugh."
Raizel smiles when he feels her twitch. Her desperation for him seeping through her actions.She's grinding her hips against his fingers, hungry for more and everything he can offer. He doesn't hesitate to add in another finger. Her walls clamping down on his digits greedily. He whines in want, his cock swelling with the thought of her wrapped around him snugly. To feel her velvety walls encase his length as he plunges in and out of her.
"Your smile."
Selene abandons the torn sheets bundled in her fists and grabs onto his back like a life preserver. Her nails dig into him, breaking skin, but he doesn't mind. The pain only a slight pinch and really having no effect except to spur him on.
"You."
He finishes, curving his fingers. Her eyes shoot open, mouth hanging open from m the overwhelming pleasure washing over her. She could only see stars, his face blacking out for a second as she's brought closer and closer to her second orgasm. He feels the way her core was swelling around his fingers, alarming him of her finish and he begins ti fasten the pace.
He moves in and out of her steadily, prolonging her orgasm before abruptly pulling away. Selene pouts, looking down at him with furrowed brows but doesn't have the time to question him when he starts trailing kisses on her stomach.
"Raizel, what are you-"
"It's about you, darling."
He tells her, kissing down her abdomen until he reaches her wet cunt.
"This is all about you."
She can't utter another word, her hand flying to her mouth when he licks at her clit. Swirling his tongue around the nub before lapping at her wetness. He licks his lips, sliding his tongue inside her before pulling away and then repeating the motion. She's so close to the brim of release. She could practically feel it.
Raising her chest higher, her back lifts from the bed when he plunged his tongue deeper. She could hear the dirty sounds of him licking at her folds. His hot breath fanning over her inner thighs as he left hickeys near her center. She wanted him now. No more teasing, no more games.
"Raizel-"
She gasped, throwing her head back when his thumb rolled her clit.
"More. I want m- more."
He raises his eyes to meet hers and nods. Kneeling up, she watches him stroke himself a few times. His thick, hard veiny cock the only thing she can focus her gaze on. Her mouth watered at the sight. The head bulbous and swollen, his girth thick and coated with the precum dripping from his tip.
She could feel him on her tongue.
His bitter but addictive taste on her tastebuds.
Her cunt convulsed with desire. Body twitching as she spreads her legs for him.
"-nt you."
Sweat rolls down his skin, but he keeps his eyes on her.
"What was that, love?"
She bites her lip,
"Want you."
Then, he smiles. Leaning down, he takes her thighs in both hands and align himself at her entrance. She moans at the feel of his tip rubbing at her entrance,
"You have me, Selene."
He kisses her deeply, tongue tangling with hers with such ferocity that she has to catch her breath when he pulls away.
"You will always have me."
His hips snap forward, the length of his cock slowly pushing inside her until he finds himself fully sheathed.
***
Landon Walker screams out in pain, doubling over as he clutched onto his bandaged waist. The sudden throbbing in his head and in his heart bringing him pain beyond anything he'd felt before. Like thousand needles all at once piercing into his skin. He grinds down on his teeth, shutting his eyes tightly as he tried to take the pain. But its no use. His wolf was spiraling out of control, his body trembling with agony as he hunches over his bed.
He was resting in his room, trying to heal his wounds faster by staying still. He'd been laying in bed sleeping when suddenly he felt something piercing his heart. He felt like he was being torn apart. Like his soul was being ripped into. All he could do was scream, his clawed hands grasping onto the bed sheets and tearing the fabric in the process. His cries echoed down the pack house that in less than five minutes Hestia and her mother came barging in with a limping Benicio Dixon.
"A-Alpha!"
Sophie, Hestia's mother, ran over to his side, unsure of what to do but try to rub his back in comfort but Landon swatted her away. He growled, dark eyes zeroing in on the female before another wave of pain hit him.
The others who stood around him were at a loss. Trying to calm him would be futile but what else could they do? They couldn't possibly leave their Alpha in pain.
"W-whats going on?"
Hestia asked, wild eyes searching between her husband and parents. Beta Benicio had a solemn look on his face but he kept calm. He watched over the young Alpha with interest.
"I don't know."
The room fell silent except for the cries of Landon Walker. Each passing second the pain progressively got worse and worse. He couldn't take much more of this. He knew if it went on he would pass out from the overexertion of his body as well as the wounds.
"The pain he feels now is what happens when a wolf's mate finds another."
The four wolves snap their head to the door. Harrison Walker, the Alpha before his son, walked in with his back straight , head held high and an infuriated look on his face. Following him was the Luna before Hestia, Luna Allison with an expression of pure disappointment.
She noticed the blonde staring at her gapingly and glared. All the love and respect Allison had once felt for her son's chosen snuffed out once the truth came to be.
Hestia flinched from the heat of her glare. It was obvious the Alpha pair heard about the conflict with Selene and Raizel. There was no doubt in her mind that they were here for that.
Humiliation crept up her skin as her face boiled.
"Harrison, I can expla-"
"Shut your fucking mouth Benicio. I'm here to discipline my son, not to hear your pathetic excuses about keeping such a vital secret from me."
Harrison's insults sliced through Benicio. The Beta's lips tightened into a firm line as he nodded briskly and lowered his gaze to the floor. His submission did little to appease the elder Walker.
Although his position was gone, his Alpha presence was still prominent.
"W-what do you mean"
Landon grunted, sweat soaking into his shirt as he clenched his fists.
"by 'finds another'?"
Harrison doesn't let the agony from his son affect him. Although part of him wants to console and comfort his pup, the Alpha inside him wants to hold his ground. A father nurtures his young, and that includes chastising him when he's at the wrong.
"Your mate,"
Harrison spat, glaring at Hestia,
"-has moved on."
Landon sits up, ignoring the protests of his body telling him to do otherwise.
"What?"
Harrison keeps the same impassive look on his face. His anger and frustration rolling off him and filling the room. Everyone can feel the tension. The anger radiating off him making the atmosphere almost insufferable.
"She's with another."
Landon's eyes widen, and so does everyone else's. There's no need to specify what he meant by that. Everyone knew at this point. Landon's green eyes flash angrily, teeth elongating and claws ascending further when Harrison all of a sudden backhands him across the face. The sound of the painful hit rendering everyone silent.
"You will not do a thing."
Harrison bellows. His wolf surging forward as Allison tries to clam him. She feels his anger, his pain and his disappointment but most of all, she feels the weight of guilt eat at him. Had Harrison known about Selene, maybe things would've been different. Maybe his pack wouldn't be at the bottom of rankings, maybe his son would be happy, maybe his pack would've improved had the rightful heir to the Luna position been given her destiny.
But no, his son had to fuck everything up all because of petty infatuation. He'd told his son countless times the importance of the mate bond. And although he loved Hestia, she was not his mate. He had only agreed to the mateship between them because Landon hadn't found her-- or well, that's what they all made it seem like.
Landon stares up to his father in shock. His father never hit him, never yelled at him, not once ever displayed such aggression until now. He could only sit there in complete shock that his words almost didn't register in his mind.
"You will not meddle in this."
Harrison shakes his head. His wolf demanding him to lunge at Benicio but he refrains.
"You have made your choice,"
His gaze cuts to Hestia once more before returning to look at his son.
"-and forced her to make hers."
No one says a word. All too surprised and stunned at the turn of events.
"You have a child on the way, a marked Luna, a wife. You will not force yourself back into her life. You've done enough damage as is. I raised you to be a respectful Alpha, not some thick headed, selfish little brat that thinks with his cock and believes he has the right to anything he desires without consequence. You made this choice Landon. Own it."
Harrison turns on his heel and strides out the door. Allison simply looks at her son with a soft shake of her head and whispers,
"You've disappointed me, Landon. I expected better. I expected more. You don't deserve her. You don't even deserve the title of her mate. The Goddess granted her a blessing by giving her Alpha Locksworth. Even she can tell you aren't worth such a gift."
And without another word, follows her mate out the door.
***
"I can guarantee you that they're fucking right now."
Weston leaned against the wall, arms crossed and eyes shut as he moved forward. Tilting his head to raise his ear, he nodded to himself.
"Yep. Definitely fucking."
Isaac cast a look at Emerson who merely shrugged at his friend's antics. He always had a hard time putting up with the Beta and trying to justify anything he says always seems to go wrong.
"You can hear them?"
Isaac asked with a frown. Even with heightened hearing, he couldn't catch a peep. Not that eavesdropping on his Alpha and Alpha Locksworth getting busy was necessarily a goal of his.
"I don't hear anything."
Weston opens his eyes and grins at the confused brunette.
"Ah-ah-ah."
He wiggles his index finger teasingly.
"Of course you don't. It's a Beta thing."
Right on cue, Isaac's phone started blasting "Wannabe" by the Spice Girls in his pocket against his thigh. The two stared at him pleadingly, silently awaiting for the Gamma to spare them the annoying 'If you wanna be my lover' sample on repeat. Isaac rolled his eyes, taking note to exact his revenge for Noah messing with his phone again. Jutting out his bottom lip in slight dismay, Isaac pulled his phone out and raised a brow at reading the caller ID to find it was Noah calling.
Perfect timing.
"Hello?"
"They made love didn't they?"
Isaacs brows rose to his hairline as he slowly turned to look at Weston. A smug smile in place as he mouthed,
"Nate?"
Isaac numbly nodded, unable to shake off the look of pure amusement on his face. Was that really a Beta thing? Did they really have a sense for those things? Did his Alpha and Alpha Locksworth break their abstinence?
Half amazed and half mortified, Isaac slowly looked up at the ceiling where he could guess was Alpha Locksworth's room. His lips parted in horror and disgust when suddenly Weston started busting out laughing. He hunched over, arms draped over his stomach as he practically died where he stood.Heavy panting and short, obnoxious wheezing resounds through the walls. Drawing his eyebrows together, Isaac -who was feeling slightly self conscious- looks to Emerson who too, had a look of slight amusement.
"I-I can't believe you- you believed me."
He gasped, wiping a stray tear from his eye. The brunette looked at the phone still in his hand and scowled hearing Noah's echoing laughter from the device. Without even thinking about it, he ended the call in haste.
"That wasn't funny."
He muttered.
"Yeah, it kinda was."
Weston countered.
"So what? You and Noah made a compromise to put aside your hatred for one another?"
"Oh no, we still don't like each other. We both just agreed to make the best of this situation and fuck with you."
Isaac rolls his eyes. As much as the two claimed to hate each other, Noah and Weston were actually friends. Anyone could see that much to the two's persistent denial. He wondered what his Alpha was doing. Their link was blocked out at her end and although he doesn't feel any panic stream from her, he can't tel if anything bad is happening. He stares at the ceiling.
"But do you really think...?"
At this, Weston shakes his head. He knew his Alpha well enough and his Alpha was a shy, blushing virgin minus the shy and blushing part.
So yeah.
A virgin.
"Nah, I don't think so."
Weston drawls, stretching out his arms. Out of the three of them, his Alpha had to be the most innocent one. Weston admittedly having a few flings before he had gotten his position as Beta but once he had gotten it, he pushed aside all play and got serious. Well, serious enough not to mess with women. He was still a child at heart.
"My Alpha, you see. He's pretty uhhhh how do I word this? Pure. There we go. He's pure. There's no way he would take Alpha Crestfield and ya know... sex her. Like no way. Not happening. Isn't possible. The chances that he'd have sex with her is the same as the chances Emerson would like vagina. So yeah. Not possible. Emerson is as gay as can be."
Isaac turns to Emerson who nods with a shrug,
"Yeah, not possible. I like men too much for there to be a chance Alpha and Alpha Crestfield fucked."
Honestly, the three should've known saying these things would end in karma. Karma in the form of feeling the room above shaking. It's like a mini earthquake except theres thuds in the room above.
Slowly, the three men looked at each other.
"That uh... that's where his room should be... right?"
Isaac asks quietly, his cheeks getting uncomfortably red.
Weston nods very, very slowly and sports his own red hue. He looks to Emerson who's staring at the room above in mortification,
"...So Emerson, you sure you don't like vagina? Not even a little?"
***
a/n:
Just a short, filler chapter.
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wait til next chapter tho.
Selene meets the in-laws.
P.s
My baby is so cute I love him
Me @ the people who ask if Landon will end up with Selene.