Falling in love with my Ex's Alpha Chapter 187: Book 2 - Chapter 20

***The Lightheart***

The trip back to the central cave was quieter than last time.

Until then, I was managing to try hard enough to resist the torture of being away from my little witch. However, from the moment Lexi told me to come back to her, I couldn’t control myself anymore.

My body’s response mirrored the sensation of being in a tight situation, desperately needing to use the bathroom but unable to do so. I could endure it until I finally reached the bathroom. However, once I make the decision to relieve myself, I can no longer tolerate those critical seconds to take off my clothes because the urgency intensifies, reaching the point where I feel like I might actually wet my pants, even if the toilet is just a few steps away.

My nightmares have become not just when I sleep but when I’m awake, like hallucinations. In all of them, Kyrie dies in every possible way, and I’m always not close to her to save her.

My only joy is that as she is a witch, she doesn’t feel the way I do; I would feel much worse if she had to go through all this.

Sometimes, I selfishly think if it wouldn’t be better for her to accompany us, I would definitely suffer less. However, her life would be at much greater risk, and that is something I would never let happen.

Besides, Kyrie is still traumatized since we rescued her years ago after our pack lost our territory.

Once again, as soon as I see the mountain in the central cave, I ignore Nigel and Letum and run towards my fated mate as if nothing else matters — because, for me, at that moment, nothing else matters but her.

My legs are exhausted, my body is sore, and my mind only echoes her face like a mirage in the desert.

As soon as I enter the cave, I don’t even take off my backpack to fix my hair like last time, I go straight to her, ignoring all the greetings from everyone around me.

I’m glad my hair is braided, at least I’m not too messy.

My heart beats even faster when I smell wildflowers and wood. *Her scent.*

My legs automatically run towards her of their own accord. She has her back to me, walking towards our room.

When she hears my frantic footsteps, she turns back and widens her eyes before running towards me.

She runs almost as fast into my arms as I’m running to hers.

My body jerks back a little, and I catch my little witch in the air as she throws herself into my arms, wrapping her arms around my neck and her legs around me and my huge backpack.

“I missed you so much!” she says and squeezes me so hard that I almost can’t breathe.

She is much shorter than me. Unlike my braided coily hair, her curly hair is loose, flying in my face with our hug.

I drown myself in her neck to smell her even more.

“No more than me, my little witch,” I say and continue walking towards our not-so-distant room, still carrying her.

“I thought you forgot about me,” she kisses my neck, and I feel something wet against my skin.

She’s crying.

I enter the room. There is no door, but we have a little privacy since I don’t hear anyone in the rooms nearby.

I sit her on our bed and take my backpack off my back. The next moment, I’m hugging her again, and then I hold her face.

“I will never forget you! You are everything to me!” I say between kisses. I run my hand through her hair, pulling it back, and then dry her tears.

“Why did you come back—”

“Sh,” I silence her with more kisses. “I don’t want to talk right now. I just want you!” I say, what a surprise that *I* don’t want to talk.

She smiles and immediately starts taking off my clothes while I do the same to her, more than desperate.

I was glad I bathed not long before coming here.

Finally, I lay her back on the blankets and take off her purple panties. Then I climb on top of her, my mouth literally watered, “Goddess! I missed you so much!”

I lean in to kiss her, our breasts touch, and we both moan at the same time. I rub my nipples against hers, causing friction on our hard nipples as my hands roam every inch of her slim body.

Her black skin is as soft as a velvet flower petal.

I press my thigh against her wet pussy, she moans even more against my lips.

“Oh, Spirits!” she says, arching her back.

I can smell her arousal as much as my leg feels the heat of her pussy.

My mouth releases her lips to kiss the mark I made on her. She moans and squirms when I lick the spot. My mark.

Her scent is even stronger here, making me more wild about her.

I kiss her all the way to her dark nipple. Her breasts are small, and I can put it all in my mouth — my little witch is perfect for me.

I never thought I would have a witch as a fated mate, much less a woman. Even though before meeting her, I had already been fooling around with other guys and never with a woman, I think my preference for women had always been there.

We are so used to having a fated mate of the opposite sex that we stop looking for another option.

When I questioned Moon Goddess’ decision, I was surprised that Lexi wasn’t as surprised as I was.

On the contrary, she showed me situations in which I had no idea until then how obvious it was that I liked women. Lexi remembered me the way I always looked at Mary’s body, our friend who died during the Bloodmoon attack.

Lexi said I always eyed fucked Mary and wanted to stay near her. That’s because Lexi didn’t know that I kept imagining Mary’s body naked too many times to be considered healthy.

For Kyrie, it was easier because she only liked women. Today, I can’t think of anyone else than my little witch.

I hold the back of her thighs and open her legs for me, exposing her wet pussy. I kiss the inside of her thigh close to where she wants my mouth. She squirms at me, “I need you, Dana!” she says, pressing her tight closer to my face.

“And I need to taste you,” I say as I hike her legs higher on my shoulders and give her clit a long lick. “I want you all night, my little witch,” I drawl, and then I draw her swollen bud into my mouth and suck.

I tongue her little pussy like I have dreamed of doing during these last tortuous days. She shivers and pants around me, “Yes, please! Oh! I miss you so much so much so much,” her breathless plea makes me more ravenous.

Her hands tangled in my hair so tight as if she couldn’t take it anymore.

Her hips desperately buck against my face as she comes into my mouth with a loud moan. “That was — that was so intense!”

I kiss and lick her pussy’s first orgasm, I’m barely getting started! I hold her clit in my mouth and pull it slightly up the way she likes, and she squirms with pleasure. My tongue works on her clit while I stick two fingers in her, she is so wet that it goes in easily.

My pussy is dripping just from feeling her like this.

I love the way she clenches around my fingers, “That’s it, baby, come for me again,” I say against her clit as I pump my fingers inside her.

In and out. In and out.

“Please, don’t stop! Dana! Oh, Spirits! Right there! Right there!” she moans and squirms as her legs tremble against me when I hit the spot she craved so badly.

Her legs tighten around my head, her small hands pull my braids hard as she yells her second orgasm.

I continued kissing her little pussy until her wave of pleasure ended. Until her delicate hands released my braids.

I pull back, my breasts heaving as I admire the sight before me. Her pussy glistens with her come, I look at her face, her curly hair is messy, beads of sweat bloom high on her forehead, “You’re so beautiful!”

She pulls me close to her and kisses me, tasting her pleasure in my mouth.

I sit on the blankets, and she straddles me then, still kissing me.

Her small hands squeeze my breasts, massaging them until she can’t resist and starts sucking my nipples hard. My breasts are so big that they fill her hand, she presses her face against my breasts as if it were her private paradise.

And it’s — just hers.

She gently pushes me with her delicate hands, and I follow her lead. I lie down with my legs spread. Kyrie lifts my left leg in the air and straddles my leg on the blankets until our pussies connect while holding my other leg up.

As soon as I feel her pussy in mine, I moan loudly.

She grinds and shifts side-to-side, her hips desperately gyrating, pressing her clit against mine, which slides like silk.

My little witch rides me faster with a disordered but extremely pleasurable rhythm. I can feel my own orgasm trying to break free, one of my hands touches my clit, and my other hand squeezes her breast hard.

Her breast is so soft, her dark skin so perfect! I gasp and roll my head back.

Her hard nipples are trapped between my fingers as I squeeze her breast and moan.

My finger plays between us; she bites my calf, trying to release her pleasure. “I love you, Dana,” she moans my name against my skin.

My squeal and whimper escalated into screams as she fingered my pussy with her other hand. She pumps her hips faster like she depends on this to stay alive, “Come for me, Dana!”

My body obeys her and clenches tight. I cry out when she hits my spot, causing my body to press into her hand and pussy so hard that she comes too.

She pantingly lowers my leg and lies down next to me. After she licked my juice off her delicate hand, Kyerie strokes my body with it. Sparks run down my body anywhere her soft black skin touches.

I turn to her, and she turns to me at the same time, our foreheads press against each other while we catch our breath.

“So,” she pants. “What were you saying?” her giggle rumbles against my skin, making me smile.

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After I got lost in my little witch’s brown eyes and I told her everything, she ended up falling asleep.

I put on the first clothes I find and go to the office because Nige mindlinked me to go there.

However, when I get there, it’s Letum who is there. He looks at me from head to toe and gives me a small smirk, but then returns to his unreadable face so quickly that it makes me wonder if I hadn’t imagined his smirk.

He appears to have taken a shower because he is wearing clean clothes. He is eating an apple, “Did Nigel call you here too?” I ask.

He nods and continues eating his apple; I sit on one of the wooden benches.

I’m feeling so good, it feels like I’ve lifted 200 lbs off my shoulders. Honestly, I just want to go to sleep now.

Just thinking about the last few days and the nightmares I’ve had demotivates me, but I know that now that I’m close to Kyrie, I won’t have those tortures anymore.

Well, at least while I’m around her.

I fix my gaze on Letum’s shirt, attempting to recall where I recognize it from. Suddenly, I remember! It was the same shirt he was wearing when he helped me save Kyrie. We found her in such a deplorable situation... that shirt of his was the only thing she wore until we got to a safe place. I am very grateful for everything he did for my little witch.

‘Did Lexi tell you too not to allow Lucy and Rose to come back with us?’ I mindlink to Letum.

He doesn’t respond. He just nods and bites his apple.

‘Are you...feeling better?’ he mindlinks me.

My cheeks flush at his subtle question. Two nights ago, when we slept, and I had a nightmare, I felt him approaching and laying down next to me; my body kind of relaxed, and I was able to go back to sleep. When I woke up, he was no longer by my side, but I didn’t complain to him for sleeping next to me like I always do.

I kind of felt good to stay by his side... But I’d die before admitting that to him, for sure!

Nigel enters the office wearing a coat, “Where are you going?” I ask, confused. We just arrived.

“I called you here because I need to go out to sort out some things for... Alpha, so take care of the pack while I’m gone,” he says to Letum and me.

“What will you do?” Letum asks.

Nigel frowns, “If it were up to you to know, you would! Your job is simple! As future *Gamma*, I think you can do it, right?” Nigel mocks him.

Letum takes a deep breath and nods, stopping eating his apple. I feel him controlling himself so he doesn’t explode at Nigel.

Nigel doesn’t see his reaction because he immediately leaves. I wonder where he is going in such a hurry.

I smell a wonderful scent, and then I forget anything because my beautiful mate enters the office, dressed in a long, loose brown dress.

She comes right up to me and hugs me, “I woke up, and you weren’t by my side,” she says.

“I’m sorry, my little witch, I had to come here,” I say when she releases the hug.

She goes to Letum and hugs him. “How are you?” She smiles so charmingly that he is forced to smile back.

Letum can’t stand many people, but ever since he saved Kyrie, he treats her as close to a friend as he can.

His eyes soften, “Good. You?” he asks as she fixes her hair with her hands and hugs me again.

I place my arm around her shoulder. “Excellent,” she says and hugs me back to emphasize.

“I’m going to get some sleep. If you need me, let me know,” I tell him and start walking towards our room with my mate by my side.

I can swear that from the corner of my eye, I caught Letum’s sad eyes looking at me before we left the office.

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*Author’s note:*

*Hello, my lovelies!*

*Did you like Dana’s POV?*

*xoxo,*

*Sadie*