Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever

Chapter 381: Chapter 381 - I’ll give you lots of pleasure, but dying isn’t part of it

Voren’s eyes went dark and wild while he drove into her harder, his thick cock swelling even bigger inside her slick, pulsing heat. He stretched her walls wide with every powerful thrust, the wet sounds of skin slapping skin echoing through the cabin.

The salty scent of sweat and pheromones hung thick in the air.

"You got all of me, baby," he growled, voice rough like he’d been chewing gravel. His big hands gripped her hips tight, fingers digging into her soft flesh as he slammed deep and fast, hitting that spot that made her toes curl.

Sweat dripped down his chest, mixing with hers, their bodies gliding hot and slippery together. "Fuck, I never get tired of this tight little pussy. Never get tired of you."

Their sounds tangled together, Seraphine’s breathy whimpers turning into full-throated cries, his deep grunts and low growls filling the room for what felt like hours.

Time disappeared while he fucked her senseless. Seraphine came hard five times straight, her walls clamping down around him like a velvet fist, juices coating his cock and dripping down her thighs.

Her legs shook uncontrollably until she was a wrecked, trembling mess. Finally, she spoke, voice hoarse and desperate. "V, please cum. I need a little break. We can pick this up later."

Those injured warriors at the pack hospital kept nagging at the back of her mind. She didn’t want to show up too drained to help.

Voren let out a long, hungry groan, his face twisted with raw need, jaw clenched tight. "Not yet, baby. You’re too sweet and juicy for me to stop now."

He continued to take her from behind, his heavy balls slapped against her with every brutal thrust, the musky smell of their combined arousal growing stronger.

His muscles flexed hard as he finally let go, coming so violently his whole body jerked and shuddered against her back.

Thick, hot spurts flooded deep inside her womb while he pressed open-mouthed kisses along the curve of her ass, tasting the salt on her skin.

He stayed buried there, breathing heavy and ragged against her waist, his weight pressing her deliciously into the mattress.

After a moment he kissed her back, before moving to her neck, lips soft and warm. "Baby, right after the full moon festival I’m stealing you away. One whole week, just us. No pack bullshit, no nothing."

He could never get enough of her. Seraphine turned her head, still panting, and gave him a tired, glowing smile. Voren pulled out slowly, the wet slide making her shiver, then headed to the shower.

He came back with a warm, damp towel that smelled faintly of their soap. He wiped her down gently between her legs, the soft cloth soothing her sensitive, swollen flesh.

But the second he rolled her onto her back, that flushed, blissed-out look on her face got him rock hard again, cock throbbing against his thigh.

"C’mon, baby. Ten minutes. I’ll be quick, I swear." His dark eyes burned into hers, voice thick with fresh hunger as the blunt head of his cock nudged at her slick entrance.

She barely processed it before he pushed inside again, stretching her full in one smooth glide. Her pussy gripped him tight, still fluttering from before, hot and silky.

Seraphine gave a lazy, satisfied grin, her cheeks burning. "Voren, you’re gonna kill me with all this pleasure one of these days."

He flashed that cocky smirk, eyes gleaming with pure male satisfaction. "Lots of pleasure, yeah. But dying? Nah, not happening on my watch."

She started to let her eyes flutter shut but he leaned in close, breath warm against her lips. "Eyes on me, baby. Keep looking at me while I fuck you."

Seraphine obeyed, locking her gaze with his as he moved in slow, dragging strokes at first, letting her feel every thick inch sliding in and out.

Then he picked up speed, skin gliding hot and slick against sweaty skin, the bed creaking rhythmically beneath them. Their breaths mixed, moans growing louder and more desperate.

This time they crashed over the edge together, bodies locked tight, shaking and gasping as pleasure ripped through them both. Seraphine nails dug into his back, his cock pulsing deep inside her while her walls milked him for every drop.

Voren took care of her again with the towel, then pulled her into his strong arms.

The steady beat of his heart thumped against her cheek as he pressed a soft kiss to the top of her head, his fingers threading gently through her damp hair. "Sleep now if you want, baby. But tell me, does it still hurt?"

Seraphine’s eyes flew open wide, all the sleepy haze vanishing in an instant. "Honestly? I just realized I never felt any pain from the second we started."

Voren grinned, looking proud as hell, and cupped her face in his big hand. "Good. I want it to stay that way." His mouth came down on hers in a deep, hungry kiss, tasting her, while his fingers traced lazy, tingling paths over her smooth, sensitive skin.

If he had his way, they’d go another five rounds easy, but exhaustion started pulling at him.

Just as sleep began to drag him under, a soft rustle woke him. Seraphine was sliding out of bed, the sheets whispering against her skin. "Sorry I woke you. I wanna whip up something to eat before we head over to the pack hospital."

Voren raised an eyebrow, already sitting up. "Let’s do it together then. I’ve been thinking about those pancakes you made for Espe. They looked and smelled fire."

Seraphine let out a surprised laugh, her eyes sparkling with warmth. "You never said anything! Alright, pancakes it is."

They padded into the kitchen completely naked, the cool wooden floor of the cabin smooth under their bare feet.

They kept stealing quick, hungry kisses while mixing the batter, Voren smacking Seraphine’s ass with a loud crack when she bent over, her pressing back against him just to feel his cock twitch and harden against her.

It felt so easy, so right, laughing and bumping hips, the sizzle of pancakes hitting the hot griddle filling the air with sweet, buttery smells.

The perfect atmosphere caused an ache in Seraphine’s heart when she realized this should have been her life if she hadn’t wasted seven years with Ravyn.

Her mind drifted while she poured more batter, flipping them golden brown.

Those bitches Daisy and Noelle were gonna pay heavy for stealing her memories and wasting seven years of her life and now, she wasn’t letting anyone mess with what they had, not ever.