The Delta's Daughter Chapter 379

LYRIC

Not being able to sleep anymore, and now the birds chirping outside had made it impossible. I swing my legs out of bed looking at the other side where Mike had slept the night before. I frowned wondering why he hadn't wanted to be near me.

I thought last night's events may have changed that.

I shake the thoughts away refusing to dwell on the subject. The male confused me.

I made my way to the bathroom, switched on the shower, and waited for it to heat up before stepping under the moan-inducing warmth of the spray. I stood for several minutes just letting the water roll down my body.

I washed up, washing my long hair. I really should cut it because it took forever to rinse the soap out. Satisfied all the soap was out of my hair I switched the shower off and wrapped a towel around my body. Only lightly towel drying my dark locks before emerging from the bathroom.

Once back in my room, I began to pull clothes out to dress. Picking a pair of black pants matching red underwear and a thick red sweater to travel back in. Winter seemed to be lasting much longer this year, the cold and snow overstaying its welcoming and temperatures reaching an all-time low as we were meant to be heading into spring.

I threw the clothes on the bed, crossed the room to grab some thick socks and boots and had just placed the items on the bed when the door abruptly opened.

I swung around with a gasp, not expecting someone to come barreling into my room, clutching my towel tightly against me.

Mike stood there frozen in place. The door closed slowly with an audible click that seemed to echo through the silent room as we stood staring at each other.

"Oh, mother of the moons Lyric… Please tell me to walk out that door." He points behind him to the now closed door.

Though his eyes never left mine, I felt his heated gaze all over.

It sent a vibration of shivers rolling through my body. It hummed, urging me, daring me to draw nearer to my mate.

A heavy moment passed between us. The conflict in his eyes devoured me with intent. I knew what would happen if he didn't leave.

He was fighting his wolf, while Note had already submitted to Duke.

Did I want him to leave?

"Lyric." He stretched my name out in warning, his voice strained from restraining himself.

All the muscles in my stomach coiled and tightened. My breathing became heavier, my nipples erect against the soft fabric of the towel.

Apparently, I didn't want him to leave. As I purposely let go of my towel. My hair still dripping over my shoulders.

"Lyric." Mike draws my name out again, this time in a whispered groan. "You are making this very hard."

I look down seeing the visible outline of his hard manhood. "I thought I was making it easy." I have no idea what had come over me or where this confidence was coming from. But I wanted him.

Those hungry hazel eyes darkened, "I won't hurt you. I promise. I want to take my time making you feel good Lyri. But I will devour you and I will have my fill."

Holy shit. My hair wasn't the only thing soaked.

Goddess, he made me feel weak. The way my body craved him. The pull of the mate bond was so strong now.

I looked away. Embarrassed as my arousal scented the air. Now he knows how he affects me and how much.

If I was ever going to lose my virginity and hopefully get over my fears and not make them worse… Then I trusted Mike to show me, teach me, how good sex could be.

I licked my lips, nervous now. But brave enough to meet his eyes. "Yes please," I replied as my body thrummed with edgy excitement.

With inhuman speed Mike pounced upon me, caging me against the wall - hands braced either side of my head. He leans down, lips brushing my cheek. "Are you sure you want this Lyric?" He asks with the huskiest voice that has my knees weakening.

"I do." The words come out shaky. I clear my throat and try again. "Yes," I say with more confidence.

Suddenly his lips slam against mine in a hungry and passionate kiss. His hand threading through my hair, grasping at the wet strands. My mouth opens for him, and he wastes no time sweeping his tongue into my mouth to taste me. I respond and our tongues tangle. My arms wind around his neck and I press him harder against me.

The next thing I know, he has me lifted in the air, my legs wrapping around him, my back against the cold white wall.

He grinds his cock against me, his mouth falling from mine and trailing down my jaw to my neck where he nips and nibbles. "You're so beautiful." He mumbles against my heated flesh, leaving a trail of goosebumps as his mouth works its way down to my collarbone.

I'm flat on my back. The soft sheets underneath me. I don't even remember him walking us the few short steps to my bed.

My legs are still wrapped around him, his hard length pressed against my bare center. He grinds against me once more and I moan at the contact, my core weeping and aching to be touched by him.

Rough hands trail down my body following his mouth. "Beta" I moan, when he takes a nipple and sucks it hard into his mouth.

Mike growls, the vibration on my breast has my body shivering and wanting more.

All too soon his lips leave my breast, gliding down my stomach until he hovers above my mound. "You smell so sweet."

I gasp when his tongue lashes out and licks me from back to front. He does it again, my back arching and hands grasping for his short hair. The contrast between his hot mouth and rough stubble only rouses my arousal. Intensifying the sexual experience of having his mouth on me.

He grips my ass tightly while he devours me, making good on his promise. Then moves a hand, and his thumb finds my clit, rubbing it.

"Oh, goddess!" I moan loudly, eyes rolling back as I cum on his tongue.

"One more little thief." He says lapping at my juices.

I shake my head from side to side still unraveling from the high, when I feel two fingers enter me and I clamp down around them remembering how it felt to feel them inside me.

It was too much, so much. All these emotions and feelings wracked my body.

His tongue continues its assault on me, while his fingers pump in and out at a steady speed. My arms flail as I desperately try to grasp onto something to ground me.

I find his shirt, fisting the collar and tugging. His fingers pump harder and his wicked tongue lashes faster. "Mike!" I cry out as my body coils with tingles and stars appear before my eyes.

Coldness surrounds me and I open my eyes to see Mike shucking his shirt and pants. Once fully naked, he takes a moment to look over me and I will never forget the look of hunger in his eyes. Or the wicked grin on his face.

I take that moment to look at him, eyes roaming from his handsome features, chiseled jaw, and sparkling hazel eyes that hold flecks of gold. Down his broad chest and thick arms. Following the smattering of hair that led to his perfectly sculpted abs to the large erection straining outwards.

The gods spared no expense of perfection on this male. Everything about him was large.

I gulp as my gaze remained transfixed on his cock. Fingers were one thing, but his size…

"Sweetheart," Mike says drawing my attention back to his face.

He crawls up the bed, between my legs. Lifts me up under my arms and moves me back on the bed.

This is it. I think to myself. My breathing increases with nervousness and excitement. Anticipation and arousal.

I want this. I want him. I want him to have me. To do what he promised.

His large body hovers over mine, bracing himself on his elbows. I feel the velvety head of his cock nudge against my entrance, and I jerk in surprise. Not fear. Okay, maybe a little.

"This is going to feel uncomfortable but only for a moment." He says looking me right in the eyes.

His cock nudges at my entrance once more, lining up. Mike captures my mouth and roughly pushes his whole length into me. My hand clasp at his shoulders, holding on.

His kiss swallows my gasp, and he growls once fully seated inside me. My body goes ridged and he stays still. "Relax sweetheart." He gently encourages me.

I let my body do just that. I let myself feel him inside me and I shudder, not in pain or fear but from feeling so full. It didn't hurt as I expected. A brief moment of pressure that was quickly subsiding. He tenderly kissed my mouth, jaw, and neck.

I lifted my hips and his hand shot down to still my body. "Not yet. Your fucking tight Lyric. Give me a moment."

I needed him to move, my body and wolf craved to feel him slide in and out. My pussy wept for the friction. "Mike please," I begged sounding like a wanton female, completely at his mercy.

He withdrew fully from my body, and I whimpered at the loss, reaching up to drag him back. Mike captured my hands and pinned them above my head. His cock pushed against my entrance again.

In one swift move, he slammed inside me again, drawing out another moan of pleasure. "I will be your first. Your last. Your only." He says tightly as he pulls back and thrusts in on each sentence.

"Goddess yes!" I scream as he slowly pumps into me.

"You are mine, little thief. I will claim you." He speaks with ragged breath. His pace quickens, his thick and long cock thrusting with intent.

My breath hitches as his cock strokes my inner walls. Fuck it feels so good. When he grinds his pelvis bone against me, rubbing my clit I come on a cry calling out his name again.

"Cant. Get. Enough." He grinds out through clenched teeth. "Look at me Lyric," He commands when my eyes roll back. "I'm going to fill you up with my seed. When I tell you to come, I want your eyes on me."

He slams into me over and over and it's all I can do as he takes my body to a height, I never thought I would experience or enjoy.

"Come Lyric!" he shouts in desperation.

"I'm coming!" I scream back. Our eyes locked as I gush around his cock, my legs shaking, almost convulsing. A few more thrusts and he's fucking me through my orgasm when a warmth fills me up. His sperm spurted deep inside me.

Mike's eyes darken and Jolts of electrical currents, like lightening, pass between us. He jerks still deep inside me. When he stills his movements, I know he has found his release and collapses on top of me. Still managing to keep his weight off me.

Mike rolls to the side, dragging me with him. Positioning us on the bed the right way instead of sideways, pulling me into his arms, and kissing the top of my head.

I think I could come again, just from the way his hands intimately caress my shoulder. "I'm not done." He states shocking me.

"Again?" I asked in surprise, lifting my head to look at him. "So soon?"

"Yeah, little thief." He chuckles lowly. "I've been restrained for too long and now your mine. I'll never not want to be inside you now."

I wasn't sure whether I should feel happy or intimidated by his remark. So, I just snuggled against him tighter enjoying our moment as I physically and mentally calmed down.

I couldn't remember for the life of me, why I had been so scared or worried. If he wanted to do that to me again, I wouldn't protest. Not the slightest bit.

At least now I knew what the big deal about mating was.

*****

MIKE

Lyric nestled herself against me. Her hand slid over my torso, fingers snaking over my skin leaving pleasurable tingles in her wake. I look down, casting my eyes over her naked body. Perfection is the only word that comes to mind as my greedy gaze eats her up. My cock coming to life again.

She had no idea the beast she had just unleashed. Of all the females I have bedded none of them, not one. Could hold a candle to the feeling of being joined with her. Not even Jonda.

It's all I wanted to do.

I wanted to fuck her over and over again until I couldn't stand. Until my sperm had dried up. The realm could burn, and I wouldn't care, as long I had her. As long as I could bury myself inside her and get lost in those velvety brown orbs.

Lyric would consume me. She already did.

I drag her body over mine, parting her legs so she could feel my hard cock between her legs.

"Mike," She begins to protest. "I don't…"

"Shh," I tell her feeling her slickness coat my cock. "You're going to feel me deeper."

I lift her hips and position her above my cock before guiding her to slide down on my rock-hard shaft.

"Oh moons! Shit," She gasps and groans as I penetrate her for the second time. Her hands fall to my chest, and she hangs her head feeling so full. I let her settle for a moment before I begin to move her hips, rocking them back and forth.

Lyric begins to pant as she succumbs to the hedonistic act. "Lift your hips," I tell her, and she does. I guide her through her movements. Straining to not blow my load with how tight she is.

Never been touched and she was all mine. In this life and the next.

She finds a rhythm, I let go of her hips and she continues to bounce on me. I reach up to fondle her tits with one hand and rub her clit with the other. In no time she is falling on me, coming hard on my cock.

I sit up and without withdrawing I get on my knees, securing her legs around my back, and begin to thrust up in harsh slow strokes. Catching a peaked nipple in my mouth; the other still bouncing as I fuck her from underneath.

Lyric let out a string of pleasurable moans. It's music to my ears, spurring me to drive into her harder. I want to hear the melodic sounds I draw out of her forever.

"Sweetheart you fit me perfectly," I say as our bodies mold together in sweat and the sweet stench of sex. "Fuck you're my forever," I admit because there will never be another.

I quicken my pace, slamming into Lyric without abandon. Duke starts pacing in my mind wanting to be in on the action. I take it slow, but each thrust is powerful claiming her all over again. My gums tingle and my teeth elongate. I feel her pussy grip my cock and know she is going to come again.

Without warning, I sink my teeth into her. Duke howls in pleasure as I mark my mate for all to see. I bite down hard making sure my mark is bold. She cries out and explodes on my cock, her head lolling to the side, claws digging into my back as she holds on for dear life.

I didn't ask for permission; she didn't give it to me. It didn't matter. She was fully mine now. The moment I sunk my cock in her there was no going back.

Lyric was mine.

Once again, I let my seed spurt into her, wondering how quickly I could knock her up.

Lyric collapsed against me, her limbs weak and limp. I thought about taking her again but when I saw the tiredness in her eyes… I could wait until we were back at New Moon.

I was pretty sure the warriors had heard everything that had just happened in this room. I chuckled in my head and Duke praised me for marking and mating our mate. He couldn't care less who heard, in fact, he was saying it was good that everyone heard so they all know who our little thief belongs to.

I lay us down, curling my body around her. "You can't rest all day, sweetheart we need to head back to New Moon," I told her. Sniffing her hair, gulping in her scent. There was no chance of me showering her off. I would ride home wearing her scent proudly and no matter how many showers she took, she would never erase my scent. Not as long as my mark sat on her body.

"Ugghh." She groans. "I don't want to move."

"I know, but we still have to pack up your stuff and we need to get back with the letters and transcripts." I too would be content laying with her with her for eternity, but duty called, and life happened. Our mission hadn't been completed yet, we still had to bring our loot back to Kellen.