16 Duke's feast (cont.)

Author's note: This is from Duke's point of view

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The scent of Serina's arousal hit me hard the moment she hugged me, and I controlled myself from pushing her down on the floor of the top deck.

This was about showing her that I can control myself, and not give in to my urges to plunder her insides.

Yes, I was setting this up for the last two weeks, starting with the purchase of the luxury yacht, figuring out where we can dock for the night without anyone disturbing us, contacting Luca and Zoe related to storing fresh blood, and talking to Mitch about bringing Serina here secretly.

I wondered how Serina will react when she realizes what I planned for tonight, and her eagerness to play along and sit on the table was a pleasant surprise.

Serina's shocked expression whenever I rip one of her fancy gowns is priceless. Yes, I know that I can take a few seconds to remove it properly, but I like the way her eyes flash in outrage when she realizes that I ruined it. But the outrage lasts only for a moment because I am well aware of how much that turns her on.

Her sweet pussy tasted better than I remembered, and I used every spec of control I had to savor her flavors and the heat which splashed on my face. I desperately wanted that heat around my cock, but I waited a month, a few more minutes was not too much to ask.

Just one more lick, stroke, pinch. Just one more.

I love when Serina squirms under my ministrations, and her lustful sounds are out of this world. I will never get bored of them.

Eventually, I gave in to my throbbing need which demanded that sweet entrance.

I moved slowly, wanting to engrave every moment of the experience, but then Serina grabbed my ass and asked me to pillage her insides and to show her what I can do.

She wanted me to dominate her, as her Alpha.

How can I say no to that?

"Fuck!", I cursed when she came around my cock wonderfully and I had to slow down the movements of my hips because I wanted to prolong this as much as possible.

Serina was still panting for air when I increased the pace of my thrusts. I loved hearing that surprised gasp which told me she didn't expect it. Not yet, at least.

Small beads of sweat started forming on her perfect skin, reflecting the light and making her glow, like my Goddess she is.

She is flawless.

Every part of Serina is perfect, inside and out.

I pulled her up and I sat on the chair without pulling out, with Serina straddling me.

She appeared to be exhausted, and I used this moment of stillness to remove her bra so that I can feast on her flesh without any obstacles.

It took only a few seconds for her hips to start moving in circular motions and her insides coiled around my cock fantastically when she picked up the pace.

Shit! At this rate, I will come within a minute.

Serina leaned on me completely, the skin-to-skin contact was fantastic, and only her hips moved, providing that mind-blowing friction.

Every time we touch, there is some subtle energy that fills me up. I wonder if that's the effect of the mate bond.

Sergio told me that mates feel sparks when they touch and that they power up each other in more than just physical aspects. I can't wait for my wolf to awaken so that I experience the next level of ecstasy.

It's not that I'm not elated with what Serina and I have currently, but I am curious to find out what the next level will be.

I carried Serina to the lower deck and put her on the bed.

Before joining Serina on the plush fabric, I took a moment to observe her perfect body, starting from her toes and going up until I reached her eyes that were trained on me with all the adoration in the world, and I couldn't believe that this gorgeous woman is mine.

If there is such a thing as balance in life, I would imagine that growing up with lies and losing everything I had, was necessary so that I can earn the right to be with Serina.

From the moment she entered my life, Serina was my light, my motivation to get up in the morning, my reason to exist. She is my everything and I hope that I will be good enough for her, someday.

Her sight moved toward my erection, and she smiled.

Yup, I was hard and ready because no matter what we did on the upper deck, it was far from being enough to wear me down.

Serina told me that werewolves have high libidos and that Alpha blood in my veins is the reason for my high stamina. Well, at least she didn't call me a horny creep... her horny creep because only she makes me feel this way.

I am glad that Serina is more than human, otherwise, I would need to wait for her to catch her breath and rest between our wild lovemaking sessions. As I said, she is perfect for me.

Serina moved toward me and cupped my balls. Her sight was glued to my cock and the way she licked her lips told me what's coming.

"Ahh…", a barely audible sigh escaped my lips when she took me into her mouth.

I could feel her tongue tracing the veins on my cock and my soul shook while she sucked my balls, one at a time, releasing small moans of pleasure like she was enjoying the best delicacy.

Damn, she is good!

I wanted this to last forever, but she pressed some secret spot, just behind my balls, making my nerves come alive, and all that energy collected in my groin area for a moment before I exploded into the back of her throat.

My ass buckled and my body shook in a mind-blowing orgasm as she licked me clean.

It took me a few breaths for my vision to focus and see her smug smile directed at me. She was proud of what she did to me, and she had every right to feel so.

I pushed her back on the mattress, got on top of her, and kissed her deeply, tasting myself on her tongue.

Our flavors mixed together perfectly. Everything is perfect, as long as Serina and I are together.

I trailed kisses over the edge of her jaw before moving down her neck.

Serina squirmed under me while her fingers raked my back in an attempt to pull me down on her completely, but I didn't give in because I love the sight of her body arching to meet mine.

Her flavor of jasmine and Japanese wisteria made me lightheaded, and her sweet taste mixed with sweat was out of this world. I did that. I made her sweaty and I made her needy.

I paused when I felt her pulse under my lips, and I kissed her there, at the base of her neck. My tongue moved over the spot, and I felt the urge to bite her.

There was a time when I thought that I was weird but after hearing Serina's story about werewolves and how my father was the Supreme Alpha, many things fell into place, including my obsession with Seraphina and my aching need to make her mine in every way possible.

"When my wolf awakens and I can grow my fangs, I want to put my mark on you. Right there…", I kissed her neck again and she let out a shaky breath close to my ear.

"Will you accept it, Serina?"

"Yes", she breathed. "I am yours, Mateo, and I can't wait to wear your mark for everyone to see."

My cock lurched at her words. There is nothing more arousing than hearing this perfect woman say she is mine.

I positioned myself and the sensation of her welcoming heat made me groan. She was wet and hot and tight and made for me. I will never get bored of this.

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