Suddenly a Mate 2 : Chosen by the Alpha (Suddenly a Mate 2: Chosen by the Alpha) (2 page)

Not able to keep herself, Amy placed a hand on his sculpted chest.  Caressing his tight torso, she drew her hand southward towards his loins. Reaching the hem of his pants, Armin swatted away her hand with a slap on her wrist. "No not right now. You will wait." he shot back.  Amy felt herself become even more aroused.
Disciplined and dominant. An honest to God alpha werwolf.

Getting up off the sofa, Armin jostled Amy as the couch cushions sprung back into place. "I have to go right now. The others don't like it when I don't show up in the morning. But I'll see you tonight." Seeing Armin tower over her in the bright sunlight made Amy marvel at his powerful figure once more, strong and lean with taut rippling muscles from frequent use.

"Others?" Amy asked.

Waiting for a response, Amy watched as Armin silently bent over and brought his face closer to hers. His natural scent filled her head as his supple lips landed on hers. With gently pursed lips he greeted Amy's mouth with a warm firmness. Feeling his familiar hot tongue pierce her lips, Amy felt him knocking at her gates and she gladly let him. Feeling herself instantly become hot again, she knew she was feeling Armin's encouraging nectar swirl in her mouth. As her tongue tried to penetrate into Armin's mouth however he pulled away.

"So I'll see you tonight? Amy replied eagerly.

"You will wait for me tonight." Armin replied with a sharp smile that exposed his threatening canines.

Armin left the cabin unceremoniously as Amy listened to the sounds of his departure.  Enjoying the sound of his bare feet patting against the aged hardwood floor.  As the sounds of the heavy front door slamming shut filled the cabin, Amy was left in anticipatory silence. 
What have I gotten myself into?

Now left alone Amy rolled on the couch and sat upright.  Mentally examining her body she was still aching from Armin's performance from last night.  However Armin was right, her thigh felt remarkably less sore than she expected.  Looking down to investigate, the bruise had lightened considerably and the skin was no longer broken.  However Armin's bite marks were still visibly present, forming two neat crescent imprints on her inner thigh. 

Realizing that less than a dozen hours stood between her and Armin's eventual return Amy contemplated what she should do. 
Should I get in my car and try to escape without Armin somehow finding out with his supernatural senses?  Or wait for him here and pray to God that I'm still in one piece after he fucks me silly?
  Suddenly remembering her mental note she made last night, Amy recalled that she still had her mom's old diary with unread entries about her encounters with Armin.  Getting up off the sofa, Amy walked across the den and picked up her mom's old diary near the fireplace. 

"Alright Mom.  You've messed with this beast before and you're still alive and well.  Please show me that I've got nothing to worry about."  Amy said to herself, "I would be lying to myself if I didn't want to know what it would be like to get filled by a werewolf.  My common sense however tells me that I should run while I can."

Opening to a random page deep in the diary.  Amy began reading a passage dated years before she was born.

Alright Diary, you already know the background details so I'm going to skip the filler.  Armin is out on his werewolf escapades with the rest of his kind that for whatever reason he likes to keep private.  And as I wrote earlier, he barged in my cabin the other night and had his way with me. I wasn't lying about it being the hottest sex of my life, but I would be lying if I said that it felt complete.

The first time was really rough and vicious, he bit me deeply on my collar and left my body riddled with scratches from his claws. He returned the following night in his same fervor, but for whatever reason he didn't fuck me.   It had to do something with me 'not being ready', whatever that means.

When we openly kiss I can sense a mixture of anger and frustration in his movements. It's almost like something is holding him back and he hates it. For now, it seems that furthest he's willing to go is burying his face between my legs.  I need something a lot thicker however if I'm ever going to complete this unreal sexual fantasy.  I almost feel bad that I haven't seem him cum once while he's been with me. It's obvious that it frustrates us both.

After asking Armin about it last week I learned that he's waiting for both of our natural cycles to line up in a few more days, he can sense it.  His sixth sense has never lied before so I trust him.  However, I'm not entirely sure if this whole waiting game is just a ploy just to get me really riled for when I finally get to see his entire naked wild body. If it's the latter, it's working. 

I've noticed however that as the days close, our alone time together is becoming more wild. It was as if our first night together was just tame play. Now it's like he's becoming progressively possessed, he isn't there once he gets his blood pumping.  The animal side of him seems to completely take over.  I brought it up with Armin this morning and he says that if things start getting too intense that I should bite him as hard as I can.

Upon reading that last passage, Amy closed her mom's diary.  Making her decision, Amy changed out of her tattered and torn clothes into something more loose fitting and comfortable. 
Alright I'll stay.

It was late in the evening and Amy spent most of the day anxiously waiting in the den next to the orange glow of the fireplace for Armin's arrival.  Thumbing through her mom's diary she learned nothing else interesting, not that she could pay attention to it anyways.  Her mind was much too preoccupied with what was about to happen.  Touching her thigh after somehow forgetting about it, Amy was surprised that the spot where Armin bit her no longer hurt at all.  The only remnants of what Armin did were were the white imprints of Armin's teeth marks.

Despite expecting it, Amy's body jumped when she heard someone knock on her door.  Getting up, she used her dim electric lantern to light her path through the darkness as she approached the door.  Unlatching the lock, she swung the door open and saw him, Armin.  Despite wearing different clothes from last night, Amy recognized the same warm face she saw him carry earlier that morning.  

"Are you going to invite me inside?" Armin said between his grinning sharp teeth, placing his hand against the door it was plain that turning him away wasn't an option. 

Watching his expression as he spoke, Amy detected the faintest glimmer of primal mania in his eyes.  The night air was already having some effect on his behavior.  "Come in." Amy replied, welcoming him inside. Stepping through the portal and closing the door behind him, Armin wasted no time communicating his intentions by immediately taking off his shirt and exposing his chiseled body. 

Looking Armin up and down, Amy could see his sculpted muscles twitch from excitement and self-restraint.  She knew what was minutes away from happening, and she was unashamed to admit that she was excited as well.  She had spent all day mentally preparing for Armin's arrival and was ready to get filled by his wild cock that she was eager to see in action for the first time.

"I could smell your fertile scent from miles away.  You're body has been talking to me all day long.  You've been driving me crazy and you don't even know it." Armin said after dropping his shirt on the ground.

Amy laughed, unsure whether or not to take that as a compliment or an insult, "What have I been saying?"  

Pushing aside Amy's outstretched lantern, Armin pressed against Amy's body.  Wrapping his powerful arms around her waist, he effortlessly picked her up off the ground.  Bringing her head up to his level, he looked into Amy's wide and apprehensive eyes with a sly expression.  "That you're ready to be bred."  he growled in a low voice. 

Shooting hot arousal rocketed through Amy's loins as she felt her face blush.  Being so closely held in his embrace, Amy felt his thick sweet breath splash down her chin.  Breathing in, Amy inhaled Armin's rich scent.  The aroma of damp earth and his natural musk filled her nose with his rich and intoxicating aroma, untainted by the sterility of civilization.

Feeling Armin wrap his strong and feral arms around her, Amy couldn't help from melting in his hold while her feet dangled off the floor.  Looking into his luminously golden eyes Amy saw them flicker with the seeds of animalistic instinct that were taking over his humanity.  The way his chest heaved so heavily and slowly into her breasts, Amy understood that Armin was an animal in deep heat.  His gaze communicating only one thing, he was going to find his release deep in Amy's body.

Wasting no more time, Armin began walking with Amy clutched hungrily in his  powerful arms.  Embracing Amy in his arms, Armin nuzzled his face in the crook of her shoulder and breathed deeply.  Inhaling Amy's fertile scent Armin's body shuddered in anticipation.  Engulfing Amy's ear into his hot mouth he began gliding his wet tongue in and through her canals while unleashing heavy breaths of desire. 

Curling her toes in delight, Amy was melting under Armin's generous embrace and hungry mouth.  The way he kept breathing deeply into his chest were causing blasts of cool air to sweep through her ear as he greedily lapped his tongue against her red hot lobe.  Closing her eyes in suspense, she could feel Armin's manhood swell in his pants and press against her thin clothing.  As her chests began to heave from excitement, Armin paused his tongue for a moment as she felt his presence leave her ear.  Hearing his mouth click open, Amy heard him whisper, "No fear." 

Arriving in the den, Armin unceremoniously collapsed with Amy on the couch.   Pulling his moist mouth away from Amy's glistening ear, Armin hovered his face over Amy's surrendering body.  Enjoying the site of his fresh mate that was begging to be seeded Armin felt his member swell with approval.  Removing his hands from Amy's sides, he began revealing her supple body by hooking his claws underneath her clothing and cleaving them apart.

Feeling Armin straddling her lap, Amy was felt trapped as her clothes were being ripped away. Listening to the tearing sounds of her clothing, she looked with wide eyes into Armin's fierce looking face.  The tame fireplace in the dark room casting soft light onto Armin's body made it flicker with an orange glow.  His large sculpted chest heaving deeply from lust and primal instinct.

Seeing Armin's hungry eyes, Amy made out his familiar golden halos that betrayed his beastly blood.  The dim light from the fire reflecting off them in such a way that they became iridescent orbs that had no business belonging to any human.  With her heart pounding in her chest, Amy's body shivered as she felt Armin's hot hand graze against her body.  His hot heavy breath falling against her naked skin summoned goosebumps of lust.   

"You are going to be fucked and filled." Armin said with a wolfish voice, as he tore away the final remnants of Amy's shirt. 

"I am going to make you mine." he barked, as Amy felt him move his vicious hands towards her untouched pants.

"I need this, and nothing is going to stop my release."  He said while growling as Amy felt him unstraddle her body and rip away her remaining clothing with one fell swoop.  

Hearing Armin's heated breathing fill the room, Amy watched as Armin stood over her and grip the waistband of his pants.  Watching Armin disrobe for the first time, Amy felt hot wetness jet through her aching passage as Armin began sliding his pants off.  Taut muscles under tanned skin revealed themselves as Amy's gaze shifted southward to Armin's thick member.  Dropping them to his ankles, he stood naked and fully erect as his cock pointed eagerly towards Amy's bare and unprotected body.

With the fireplace casting shadows over every single one of Armin's tight crevices and beastly features, Amy stared at his rippling muscular body that told stories of ferocious conflict and immortal power.  His white curved claws were flickering with an orange glow from the dancing fire.  His unnaturally sharp ivory canines were peaking through parted lips as wet beads of his feral saliva began to cling to the corners of his mouth.  Amy's eyes were directed elsewhere however.  Despite the poorly lit room, Armin's golden eyes were shining brightly as they formed thin rims that surrounded his black pits of animalistic intentions. 

Getting on the couch, Armin began slithering his body up and between Amy's legs.  Pressing his heavy frame against her, Armin could no longer wait to feel her body as he scored his flesh against her naked skin.  Seeing a bead of arousal drip from his mouth and land on her body, Armin felt Amy's body quake underneath him from the sensation.  Reaching her chest, he lazily unrolled his tongue between her breasts and licked upwards.  Tasting his mate's salty flavor, he unleashed a deep groan of approval from his chest that rumbled into Amy's body.