“I don’t want to hurt you,” he whispers.
“You’re not,” I tell him, moving my hips against him when he suddenly moves, rolling and pulling me on top of him. My hands go to chest as he sits up and leans against the headboard, his hard length sinking even deeper and into my belly.
I grip his shoulder and he grabs my hips rolling them, guiding me up and down his length making me moan loudly.
“That’s it, ride my cock” he whispers, moving my hips against him before letting go as I find my own rhythm. His lips going to my breasts as he sucks my nipple in his mouth, his hand squeezing my other breast.
My speed moves quicker as I feel the familiar building sensation in my stomach, as it tightens and I grip his shoulder. My nails digging in as I roll my hips against him, feeling his length slip in and out making me cry out.
My walls clench him when he grabs my hips slamming me down on him, a loud moan escaping me.
“Harder,” I tell him and he does thrusting up while I move down meeting his thrusts. My gums tingling and I feel my canines protrude as he moves off the headboard clutching me closer, his lips trailing against my shoulder toward my mark before he sucks on it. My breathing gets harder as I become lost in the feeling of our bodies connected. I kiss his neck, my fangs grazing his skin, and an overwhelming feeling to bite him taking over and I pull back when Ryker’s hand goes into my hair pulling me closer, feeling hesitation.
“You’re supposed to, you won’t hurt me,” he says, kissing the side of my mouth. I moan the feeling inside me reaching its breaking point. A shiver rushing over me and I feel my walls clench, a pleasurable feeling rushing over me making my movements slow. Ryker gripping my hips and moving me against him while ride it out, when I feel his canines sink into my mark, making me moan. The feeling rippling over me making my toes curl and I sink my teeth into him. He shudders, his grip tightening on my hips before he stills and I feel his release spill into me, filling me and making me moan as his cock twitches and throbs inside me, leaving me breathless. I pull my teeth from his neck running my tongue over his mark when I feel him do the same before sucking on it. I slump against him feeling exhausted like I just ran a mile, yet also relaxed.
His hands trailing up my sides and he kisses my cheek. I turn my face kissing the side of his mouth when he pulls my face off his shoulder and kisses my lips, his thumbs brushing my cheek bone as he deepens the kiss, his tongue playing with mine before he sucks my bottom lip into his mouth before letting go.
“I love you Reika,” he says, brushing his nose on mine before pressing his lips to mine softly.
“I love you too,” I tell him, kissing him back softly.
He rolls placing me on my back before pulling out of me, he kisses the side of my mouth before pulling the blanket over us.
My eyes flutter closed and I yawn suddenly wanting to sleep. I feel him pull me against him and I place my head on his chest, his hands trailing up my side as I drift off.
Yet even as I drifted off I could feel Ryker was worried about something, I pushed the feeling aside giving into exhaustion.
Ryker
Reika fell asleep, my mind was consumed with finding her daughter, sleep refusing to take me. I place my hand on Reika’s head, her temperature dropping as she sleeps peacefully. I waited a while to make sure she was asleep before sliding out of the bed, careful not to wake her.
She moves over into my spot seeking my scent before rubbing her face in my pillow making me laugh softly, as she grabs it cuddling it. Shaking my head I walk into the walk-in and grab a pair of shorts from off the shelf. Pulling them on before walking to the door and opening it.
I checked on the boys thinking they would be asleep. Ace was out cold, his game controller in his hand still. Tyson though, was sitting up leaning against the wall, with a book in his hand. The sight shocked me. I haven’t seen him read a book since he was little.
He looked up before shoving the book under his bed, making me curious as to what he was reading that he wanted to hide it from me.
“What’s up?” He asks as I step into their room.
“Hand it over,” I tell him, holding my hand out for the book, it was probably porn but either way I wanted to know.
“It’s just a book,” he says, I click my fingers impatiently. He groans before reaching down and grabbing it from where he hid it.
He passed it to me, the leather cover smooth in my hand and I recognized it from my office.
“History of Alpha’s?” I ask him and he looks away. I opened it but it was just my family’s handwriting on the pages, nothing concealed inside like I thought I would find.
“Why would you hide it?” I ask, not understanding. It was a Family book passed down to each Alpha from my father’s bloodline and has each Alpha’s name and their descendants etc. in it.
He folds his arms across his chest looking away. I hand it back to him and he takes it.
“Are you going to answer? Since when are you interested in our family history?” I ask him, sitting on the end of his bed.
“Since realizing mine and Ace’s names will never be in it, because we won’t be Alpha’s,” he says.
“I thought you wanted to be my Beta,” I ask him.
“I do, but eventually I want to be an Alpha. It’s in our bloodline but I have no pack and I don’t want to leave home,” he says.
“What’s Ace want?” I ask him and he looks over at his twin.
“Nothing, he is happy here with how things are” I think for a second wondering what to say to him. He was right, unless he took over a pack by killing an Alpha, which I know he could if he wanted to, but Tyson wasn’t one to kill for his own status gain. It didn’t leave many options.
“How about, you be my Beta and if you can handle it, I will give you Lily’s old pack. They branch off ours so you will be still able to stay home”
“But that’s your pack?” He says.
“Yes, but they still live separate from our original pack and I will hand the title over to you when you’re 18. If, you can prove you can handle it,” I tell him.
“You would give it to me? Like actually give it to me?” He asks.
“Why wouldn’t I? You’re my brother,” I tell him.
He smiles before launching himself at me, hugging me. Reminding me of when he was little, always following me around and wanting to play. I hugged him back patting his back.
“Thank you,” he says, and we sit there for a few seconds, making me realize he wasn’t so little anymore. Then, of course, Tyson had to ruin it.
“I’m kind of feeling pretty gay right now, pressed up against your bare chest with your man hairs touching my face. And what is that smell?” he says sniffing the air before pulling back.
He gasps, pulling away horrified, “So gross! You two mated and you haven’t even showered? You just raped my face skin!” he says wiping his face trying to rid Reika’s scent from his face.
I rip him toward me putting him in a headlock, he thrashes hitting me while I laugh at his attempt to escape.
“Let me go! Your getting your sex juices all over me! And it is corroding what’s left of my hair!” he says.
“Hear let me polish that head of yours,” I tell him rubbing my armpit on his bald head.
I let him go. “Fucking gross! Now I got Reika’s scent all over me and, your sweat!”
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