THE ALPHA’S ADDICTION

With his two hands gripping her shaking hands tightly, Derek thinned his gaze on Emma for a second, before sharply turning back to see what had caused his mate’s face to ashen in worry and fear.

But he saw nothing.

He looked around the forest, turning a 360°, checking and scanning the trees, the climbers and shrubs, even to the sky. But there was nothing. Was she playing with him? He thought not. Her face had really and was still ashen with fear. What had she seen?

“Babe, calm down.” He muttered, hugging her closely to himself, trying to calm her shivering self down.

“What was that?” She asked, disentangling from the hug, her eyes darting tro and fro like a scared mouse.

“Could you describe it? I didn’t really see it.” He replied, holding her loosely by one arm.

“It was a ghost.” Emma replied, not knowing how to describe what she had seen. The features of the apparition were too hazy, and it had zoomed off fast, before she could even blink her eye or swallow a spittle.

“Ghost?” Derek asked, finding it a bit weird and untrue. “Ghosts don’t exist.” He said, drawing her closer to him again, wanting to feel her warmth, and calm her down too.

“Says someone who called this forest an enhanted one.” Emma replied sarcastically.

“If the forest is really filled with enchantments like you said, then ghosts should then exist, perhaps all those things that exist in comic books too.” She stated, crossing her arms in indignation. Fighting mood activated.

“Okay, I’m sorry.” Derek replied, not even knowing what he was apologising for.

But Emma looked the other way, her thoughts actually filled with the image of apparition. She was sure of it. It had even be staring at her, with a strange look, contempt perhaps or curious, that didn’t last for a second. But she had seen it.

“Baby.” Derek called, holding her from the back, trying to coax her to turn to him. He didn’t believe the apparition tale actually. He thought it must have a figment of her imagination, perhaps due to Maya’s earlier story on the forest. But he wouldn’t tell her that, he had just got back. He wasn’t losing her anytime soon.

“Let me be.” Emma muttered, as she tried to free herself from the entanglement which were bringing up the tingles in her spine and stomach again. Oh, she had missed it. She thought, feeling Derek’s hand run gently on her belly before circling her waist, his lips dropping soft touches of sweet kisses on her neck.

“Derek..” she moaned deeply, forgetting they were in the forest, forgetting about the apparition, as his hands brushed her breasts, and stayed for a while, grasping and pinching, willfully.

“Mmhmm, Baby..” Derek murmured, still continuing his administrations on his little witch’s upper body.

Feeling that her clothing was hindering him from touching her properly, he sneaked his right fingers into her shirt from below, still biting her neck softly, tracing lines on her bare belly now, before forging higher.

“Oahhh” Emma moaned, as she felt Derek’s thumb on her nipple. She arched her back, wanting more of his touch on her sensitive nipple.

Derek understanding her message, complied happily, by holding the mound of flesh in his hand, groping and pressing it, running circles on the pink dottish orb, until he became rock hard. Her whimpers were driving him crazy. They were driving his wolf crazier. He needed her now.

Turning her to face him sharply, he smashed his lips on hers, as if trying to flatten and destroy her mouth. She hungrily pushed back, her mouth open, tongue pushing past his clenched teeth to the moist space within. The bristles of his beard scratched against her soft cheeks as she gripped his head firmly, as if to keep him from escaping. She worked her mouth against his, their tongues battling back and forth like wrestlers, each trying to pin the other.

And then he slipped his hand into her white shorts, and she felt her eyes roll.

Holding him closer by the neck, she ground herself against him, even as he played around her panties, seeking for a relief.

“So wet for me eh..” Derek muttered incoherently, as he slid his fingers into her private mound. There was already a leaking pool there, and it did his heart proud.

And so he whirled the pool with his fingers. He stroked and stroked, each one deeper than the former, until his rock hard member threatened to burst the zipper of his trousers.

And when he felt her clench her hands tighter around his neck, when he heard her scream his name out loudly, when she came fast and hard, he lost it, and came, like never before.

“That was….” Emma stuttered, trying to fit in the right description but failed, as she tried to regain her sanity, still clinging onto Derek like he was her lifeline. She hadn’t felt anything like it before. Sure, she had been fingered by her ex, but it was never like this. This was explosive. She thought, rewinding the scene on her mind, feeling hot again by the thought of it.

“Emmarific..?” Derek mentioned, laughing as Emma bursted out in laughter.

“Where did you get that?” She asked, still smiling.

” From above.” He answered, drawing her close for a light kiss on her lips, then another, and then another, and then it got deeper.

“Emma..” Derek grunted, breaking off from the kiss for a second, as he felt her unlock his zipper and button, causing his member to spring out.

“Bloodugering Hell! You’re big.” Emma whispered in awe, causing him to blush. She had wanted to give him a hand job since he had given her one, when she felt it.

“Like what you see?” Derek asked her, winking at her.

“Yeah.” She replied, smashing her lips on his this time around, taking him by suprise, administering strokes on his huge member.

Derek was losing it. He grunted, as the emotion swept him off his feet.

“Emma…” He moaned into her lips, searching out her breasts from underneath her cloth, pinching and playing with her nipple, earning a large moan from her, both enjoying the sensations they were administering on each other.Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Until they had a loud shrill cry.