Suddenly a Mate 2 : Chosen by the Alpha (Suddenly a Mate 2: Chosen by the Alpha) Read Free Page A
Author: Sanguine Sinn
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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
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