The Pack's Alpha Chapter 15: Exploration

Yorick

I’m lying with my mate in my arms, feeling the joys of post-coital bliss when it dawns on me.

“Holy Mother Moon Goddess! My mom’s going to kill me!” I say, pushing Cyra back and looking at her.

“What? Why?” she asks.

“I just came inside you without protection. I thought of everything BUT that!”

She smiles at me, cupping my cheek. “You didn’t really think that I would agree to being with you if I wasn’t prepared, right? I’m not giving up my chance to be here this year, Yorick, and I can’t afford to get pregnant when I’m in an alliance bond. Ever since my father told me that he signed that contract, I’ve been on birth control. It’s an implant so I don’t have to think about it.”

I sigh, falling back onto the pillow. “I mean, I wouldn’t mind you getting pregnant with my pup if it got you out of that contract. But I wouldn’t want you to have to quit the Academy because of it,” I tell her honestly.

I lean in and kiss her, taking a moment longer than I planned before climbing out of bed.

“How about those strawberries and champagne now?” I ask.

“Sure,” she says, sitting up in bed. She leaves the sheet over her lower body, but her tight, muscular upper body is on display for me. I pour the champagne and grab the strawberries, carefully balancing the two glasses with one hand and the strawberries with the other. She takes the strawberries, and I hand her a glass of champagne before getting a couple of napkins. Then I get back in bed beside her.

“To an amazing night with my mate,” I say, holding up my glass. “May it be the first of many.”

She taps her glass to mine, and we both take a sip. “Mmm, that’s nice,” she says.

I take a strawberry and hold it up to her lips. She takes a bite, watching me. I smile, popping the rest of it in my mouth.

“How do you feel? Are you sore?” I ask.

“Just a little. Rina’s already healing me.”

“Thank you, Rina,” I say to her as Thad pushes forward.

“When do I get time with my mate,” he purrs at her, leaning over to nuzzle her neck.

“Soon, I hope,” she purrs back, rubbing her face against ours.

“Maybe this weekend? I’ll look around and see if there is a forested area around here where we can run without bumping into other students or humans. Then maybe Rina will let Thad hunt her,” I say, knowing Thad will love that.

I’m guessing Rina likes the idea too since she begins purring loudly.

“You know we are actually going to have to study some nights,” she says, taking another sip of champagne.

“We’ll study. I’m studying right now. I’m studying the anatomy and physiology of my mate,” I say, sliding my fingers up her thigh. “I’m studying the different ways I can touch her that make her want me,” I say, my voice lowering as I watch her eyes darken.

I grab a strawberry and rub the tip of it around her nipple, watching it harden. “I’m studying the different ways I can arouse my mate so I know how she likes to be touched,” I say, leaning over to gently lick the strawberry juice off her nipple.

“She likes that,” she gasps, her fingers going into my hair and tugging slightly. I growl softly and take longer than I’d planned sucking on her nipple before pulling off. I take the strawberry between my teeth and lean forward, offering for her to bite the other half.

When she does, I begin kissing her, chewing the strawberry out of my way but letting the taste of Cyra mingle with the taste of the strawberry.

She pulls away from the kiss, setting her champagne glass down before turning back to me, sliding to lie down on the bed again. I set my glass and the strawberries aside and lay beside my mate, kissing her deeply, taking my time as I let my fingers glide over her body. Her hands tentatively stroke me as well at first, then become more daring as she wraps her hand around my hard length.

“How can something so hard, still be so soft on the outside,” she asks, looking down to watch herself stroke me. I groan, her hand feels so good wrapped around me.

When I leak a little precum, she uses her thumb to rub it over my tip.

“Can I try something?” she asks.

“You can try anything you want with me,” I say, trying hard to control the swell of desire inside me.

She pushes me onto my back and begins kissing her way down my chest. “You really are magnificent,” she says, looking at me as she kisses me.

I wrap my hand around her, rubbing her back as she moves down my body. When she wraps her lips around my tip, licking the precum off, I gasp, my body jerking with the pleasure.

She looks up at me, smiling. “That feels good?”

“That feels incredible. If you keep doing that, it won’t take much for me to come again,” I tell her.

I see the challenge flash in her eyes before she begins to lightly suck on me again. Her mouth is warm and wet and her tongue feels so good as she licks me up and down.

“I, uh, I don’t really know what I’m doing,” she says, looking up at me.

“It feels great, but you don’t have to do it,” I tell her.

“I want to, if you want me to,” she says.

“I really want you to,” I tell her. She giggles and returns to sliding up and down my cock slowly.

“Just be careful of your teeth,” I say, and I feel her open her mouth a bit more. “Yes, baby, just like that,” I say. It’s taking everything in me not to thrust my hips up into her mouth. She feels so good. She’s slowly sliding up and down my length, adjusting to my size. It’s an intoxicating torture as I’m forced to endure the slow pleasure of her mouth as I feel my orgasm getting closer.

“Cyra, honey, I’m going to come. If you don’t want me to do that in your mouth, you’d better stop,” I tell her, giving her a couple of moments to pull off of me before I explode.

Instead, she hums like she’s answering me but I can’t tell what she said because the vibrations are enough to push me over the edge. The next thing I know, I explode in her mouth, my body jerking through my orgasm. I feel her gag against me, her throat contracting around my tip which only makes me jerk even more.

“Pull off, Cyra,” I grunt, barely able to speak around the force of my orgasm. But she doesn’t, not at first.

When she does, I finally come down enough to look at her, her eyes are tearing and she’s coughing.

“Cyra!” I say, sitting up.

“Wasn’t expecting that,” she says, sounding like she’s choking.

I rush to get her a bottle of water, cracking it open and sitting beside her. She drinks down some water and I grab some tissues, dabbing at her eyes.

“That was… a powerful projectile,” she says, I stop dabbing. I’m trying really, REALLY hard not to laugh. But when she looks up at me, I lose the battle and burst into laughter.

“Yes, my beautiful mate. That’s what happens when a man has an orgasm,” I tell her.

She nods. “I might need some more practice with that,” she says.

I smile, pulling her into my lap. “Oh, goddess, Cyra. I love you.”

I feel her body go rigid in my arms.

“You don’t have to say it back. But I do. I love you. I don’t ever want you to question that.”

She leans against me, drinking more water as I rub her back.

“I love you too, Yorick. It doesn’t change things, but you should know that too.”

I press my lips to the side of her head. She’s wrong. It changes everything, but I’m not going to fight her about it. Not tonight.

“Are you ready to get some sleep my beautiful mate?” I ask her.

“We probably should.”

I turn off the lights, then grab one of my t-shirts and pull it over her head. “Don’t think for a minute that you’re going back to your room. You’re staying here with me,” I tell her, pulling on my boxers and getting into bed before pulling her against me, her back to my front. I wrap my arms around her, burying my face in her neck, kissing her softly as we settle in to sleep.

“Yorick?”

“Yes, my sweet, incredible, beautiful, fantastic, curious, amazing mate?” I say, making her chuckle.

“You taste good,” she says, making me growl with pleasure.

“So do you.”

And with that, we fall into a deep, comfortable sleep.