The Prince’s Unwilling mate

Chapter 64

Ayla 64 11 Mouchers “What is the matter sweetheart, Griffin told me what. happened with your ex-mate. Did something else happen?” Queen Isabella sounds worried over the phone. I should have told her more about the reason why I wanted to call her. “No, there is not it’s just Griffin, he seems a little worried that becoming a Queen soon after completing the mating process is a bit much” I started. “Oh, I see do you want to know what it was like for me, I meant I can reassure you or if you want I can give you more training” Isabella replies, she is sweet I clearly went about this the wrong way. “No, no, nothing like that, it’s just I want to reassure Griff, and you said you were going to host an event to introduce me to the pack right? I was thinking maybe I could help host it. Show Griff I am ready?” Yesterday when I was watching Griff fall asleep this seemed like an amazing idea, now asking Queen Isabella I got a little nervous. “Sweetheart, I love that idea, we could host something in four weeks. So we can over some details you need to see in person. Have a little food tasting etcetera” She kept rambling on getting noticeably more and more excited. I love the fact that she is so wholeheartedly on board with this plan. She chuckles when I tell her I need to go before Griffin wakes up. She promises he won’t hear a word from her and Aya 64 1750 Vesuchers then we say our goodbyes. I try to sneak back into the room to find Griffin awake. He smiles at me but seems a little confused. I love how he doesn’t ask me what I am doing, showing me he does trust me. “Sorry, I needed to talk to your mom about my education. We settled it but I will need to have a meeting with her next weekend” I tell him, and it is not even lying.

“Thank you for making such an effort to become our queen, Darling it means the world to me” Is the only thing he tells me pulling me back into the bed with him. I land on top of him. and I shudder with anticipation and need just from one touch. I’ll never get enough of this man. “I can not wait for the day I get to give you my name” Griffin whispers in my ear before sucking on the place his mark will be. I grind my hips over him, to feel he wants me just as much as I want him. “There are other things we can do now” I moan pressing down harder on his b*dy Griffin rushes to pull down his pajama pants, as I scramble to get out of the big shirt I was wearing to bed. I never put on any underwear and the moment Griffin notices he just growls at me. “Conan wants you” he grunts, obviously fighting to keep in control. This would be the first time we let our wolves take control during lovemaking. It is different, we can feel all that they feel. We can see, and hear everything but we are not in control. 17 BAL Ayla 64 Every time Willow takes over it is like an out-of-b*dy experience. Imaging how S*x will feel like that turns me on even more. I only noticed I licked my l*ps just thinking about it when Griffin thrust his hips up. Pushing his erection against my center. “Let us take over, I want to mate with Conan” Willow’s voice rings through in my mind. “Darling, I can hardly hold him back when you’re looking like that” Griffin grunts clearly struggling. “Then don’t hold back, handsome, Willow wants to play too,” I tell him before giving Willow control. She adjusts herself, lowering herself over his erection, Griffin closes his eyes relishing in the feeling. Just as I am enjoying the feeling of being filled up by him again. But when he opens. his eyes and I find myself staring back into Conan’s eyes there is an unexpected thrill. Willow must feel the same because she starts riding him with reckless abandon. Conan’s nails. grow into claws. Grabbing our hips with the claws, causing them to dig into the sensitive skin. As he matches Willow’s thrusts. The thrusts are harder and deeper than I have ever felt before. Our entire b*dy is on fire, and I feel it

won’t be long before we find our release. The scent of our combined arousal and S*x is almost overwhelming adding to the erotic charge in the air. Feeling my b*dy loses its power, it’s strength. feeling my -muscles quiver while I am an outsider. Conan must feel Willow’s org a sm closing in as he wraps his hand in her hair, pulls on it, and starts thrusting even harder, deeper. Then the org asm comes barreling in, not just Willow and I, I feel Conan. find his release to making the moment even more delicious. I Jell Mouchers am about ready to collapse onto the bed and snuggle up with. Griffin for a moment before I go to bed. But our wolves have different plans, Conan is hard again and Willow is withering over him. Clearly wanting more, Conan grabs our hips fl*pping us over so we are on all fours. Within al second he is behind our b*dy on his knees. His hands, still claws, on his hips pulling our b*dy over his erection again. I could swear that the moan that leaves our throat is mine and not Willow’s. Or maybe she is enjoying this just as much as I am. Conan keeps pounding into us and all I can feel is my b*dy being on fire, just a bundle of nerves just chasing the org asm that seems to be just around the corner. And then Conan bends over us pushing us deeper into the mattress biting our shoulder. Close to where we would be marked, and it sends us into the most intense org asm I have ever had as the scent of Iron floods my nostrils. The org asm is so intense, that I fall on the mattress as Willow gives me control back. I can barely keep my eyes open. Griffin is back to telling me I should just sleep now. In the haze of my sleepy post-org asm thoughts, I notice his voice is a little off. Like he is worried about something, I want to turn around to him and ask him what is wrong. But I can’t find the energy. When I wake up I have no idea how long I have been out of it. I feel rested like I have slept for hours. But the sun is still barely up, and Griffin is still waiting in bed next to me. Suggesting it had only been minutes before I woke up again. Griffin doesn’t notice I am awake, so I take a moment to look at him. Something is wrong, he is hardly moving staring at the

window but I doubt he can see much through the cra ck in the 58 45% Ayla 64 788 Vouchers curtains. His hands are fidgeting with the blankets in his lap and I can see the trail of a dried-up tear on his left cheek. I sit up wanting to comfort him, the rustling of the sheets as do finally draws his attention to me. “How are you feeling my Darling?” He asks voice thick with sorrow. Could this be the reason for his sullen mood, could he just be worried about me since the S*x had been more intense than we ever experienced before? Something in the pit of my stomach tells me that it’s more: That there is something deeper going on. “I am fine, a little sore but I think it was worth it. But how are you doing? Are you okay?” I ask almost scared of the answer. A fear that gets worse when I hear the long, shaky sigh, Griffin releases before facing me. “I am so sorry Darling, know that I never lied to you. But I don’t think I can do this anymore.” I don’t know where this is coming from but it shatters my heart. I want to ask him what it is he cannot do anymore. I want to know what it is exactly that he cannot do anymore. But the only thing on my mind is that he cannot be with me anymore. That being with me is too complicated and thinking about the possibility of Griffing rejecting me leaves me unable to breathe. My vision blurs with black edges, and every short and labored breath draws in less and less oxygen and I am afraid I will lose my consciousness. 815K