perfect, beautiful, smart, strong mate. He couldn't saddle her with the mountains of trash he'd piled on his own soul.
He had to protect her, if only from himself.
“Aleksei, please, I'm so close. I need you. All of you.”
He would give her only the best of him, the part that knew how to please his woman. Her ankles were still on his shoulders, which gave his cock all the access to her plump pussy, but her thighs hid her clit from him. Aleksei grabbed her calves and dropped her feet to his waist, spreading her thighs and exposing the heaven awaiting him.
“I'm going to make you come so hard you won't even remember your own name,” He pulled his dripping cock from her wet cunt, noticed that the stupid condom was in shreds, ignored that fact, and dropped his face to her sweet core.
He’d scented her arousal the whole night, but now she filled his senses with the ripe fruity aroma of her need. There was no mustiness of reticence, no bitter almond essence of a hidden agenda. She was pure golden raspberries, open in both body and mind to him.
Aleksei's heart stopped beating, overwhelmed with awe at her open vulnerability. She was so purely herself with him and she deserved the same of him. His chest pounded from the inside out as his heart came back from its frozen death, as if it approved of his resolve to find a way through his own darkness and be worthy of such an amazing woman as a mate.
He scraped his teeth across the sensitive skin of her pussy lips and then licked them to soothe the sting. Helena bucked beneath him until he held her still with one hand and slipped two fingers inside her wet heat. A moment later he licked up her slit and swirled his tongue around her clit. The taste of her exploded into his mouth sending his wolf so close to the surface he almost bit her cunt and put his mark on her in the most intimate of places.
He would mark her. He would find a way to get his head out of his ass and be worthy of her. But not tonight. He wouldn't mark her simply because he lost control. He would claim her under the full moon in the sacred circle, as was the way of every generation of wolves before him. Tonight was about pleasing his woman.
Helena pushed her hands into his hair and held him tight. Her lust swirled around them both, the most potent aphrodisiac. Aleksei curled his fingers and found just the right spot to drive her over the edge. He tickled her g-spot and sucked her clit between his teeth teasing the sensitive bud with flicks of his tongue.
Her moans went from languorous to impatient and needy. “Yes, Aleksei, right there. Oh my god, I'm going to come so hard. Oh god. Yes.”
He had a dark desire to tell her she couldn't come until he told her to, but loved even more the knowledge that she'd tell him to go fuck himself if he did. Goddess, he loved her smart mouth. He loved her.
Shit. He. Loved. Her.
This was more than just her being his fated mate, his frayed and tattered heart was being stitched back together because of Helena. His Helena.
Aleksei redoubled his efforts, wanting so badly to see her come for him, only for him. His wolf still wasn't happy that he wasn't marking and claiming her, but it too wanted to please Helena above all else. He found himself nipping at her sweet flesh more than simply teasing her and man, oh man, did she love that.
Her fingers gripped his hair, pulling at his scalp, sending tingles across his skin. Helena cried out, screaming his name and pushing her hips forward. “Aleksei, yes, yes, Aleksei.”
Her body convulsed, her clit pulsated against his teeth and tongue, and her pussy clenched around his fingers as she came. Her orgasm was magic to his soul. His wolf howled in his head declaring his dominance over her body.
One word repeated through his mind over and over with each breath. Mine.
Helena was his, and soon he would explain to her everything it meant to be the true mate of a wolf, how it would change both their worlds. He would let her choose for herself. Regardless of what she decided, she was his and would be for evermore.
With one more lap of his tongue, he withdrew his fingers and stood. Helena's