Suddenly a Mate 2 : Chosen by the Alpha (Suddenly a Mate 2: Chosen by the Alpha) Read Free

inadvertently tasted Amy's hours old after-sex that still clung dryly to the oval of his mouth.  Bringing her moisture to his lips, he unrolled his tongue and flicked the tip across his wet finger. "I taste much less fear also." he added, sounding very pleased.
     
    Amy bit her lower lip as wet arousal began to course inside of her dark canal. Just the way Armin handled himself about her. Making the act of fucking her raw seem so inevitable and natural. Yet at the same time, making her feel so wanted behind his wall of self-restraint.  If getting eaten out by a werewolf was the hottest night of my life, I want to find out what it's like to be fucked by one.
     
    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