BloodMoon: Captivated by the Forbidden Lycan Alpha
Chapter 109: A NIGHT OF PASSION

Chapter 109: A NIGHT OF PASSION

{"The spark, the connection, the chemistry, it’s real."}

I moved away from the trees, guiding us deeper into the forest as our lips moved together in perfect rhythm, hungry, desperate, right. The scent of pine and damp earth mixed with the intoxicating scent of him, wrapping around me like a spell I had no desire to break.

But then, suddenly, Ralph pulled back.

"Wait."

The single word was whispered against my lips, but it hit me like a cold gust of wind. My body froze, my breath still uneven as I stared up at him, my mind racing. Had I pushed too far?

Ralph’s golden eyes softened, and he hurried to speak, his words tumbling out like he was afraid I’d misunderstand. "Tiger," he said, his voice raw, filled with something I couldn’t quite name. "I’ve found it hard to sleep in a bed. Since I came to the Bay Shifter pack, I’ve been spending my nights in a secret meadow, hidden deep in the forest."

Something in my chest clenched at his confession. He looked so vulnerable in that moment, stripped of his usual reckless confidence. This man, this powerful, untamed creature, had chosen solitude over comfort. Without thinking, I slowly lowered him to the ground, placing him down gently. I leaned in close, my breath ghosting over his skin as I murmured, "Take me there."

Ralph blinked, and to my utter astonishment, a flush crept up his neck, blooming red against his skin. I had made him blush. A slow smirk tugged at my lips, but I said nothing. Instead, I let him gather himself. He rubbed the back of his neck, avoiding my gaze for a moment before nodding. Then, with a deep breath, he grabbed my hand, intertwining his fingers with mine, and led me through the forest.

We walked in silence, our steps muffled by the thick moss beneath our feet. The trees loomed taller here, their canopies swallowing the moonlight, casting the world in deep shadows. The deeper we went, the stronger the pull of the bond became, an unseen force drawing me closer to him, whispering that this was where I was meant to be. After a few minutes, Ralph pushed through a dense thicket of bushes, moving with the ease of someone who had done this a hundred times before. I followed, and when I stepped out on the other side, my breath hitched.

The clearing was bathed in soft silver light, a hidden meadow stretching before us like something out of a dream. Fur blankets were spread out on the ground, a small fireplace still smoldering with embers, the scent of burning wood lingering in the crisp air. Near a thick tree trunk, a makeshift cooking area had been set up, a pot of water still boiling over the fire, one lone cup placed beside it, as if he had only been waiting for someone to share it with.

I turned to Ralph, my chest tightening at the sight of him standing there, watching me carefully. He shrugged, a small, almost sheepish smile playing at his lips. "The Rougarou are self-reliant," he explained. "We can make camp anywhere, as long as it’s safe."

"How did you know I was coming?" I asked, my voice quieter than I intended, the weight of the moment pressing down on me.

Ralph rubbed the back of his neck, his golden eyes flickering with something unreadable. Then, with a knowing smirk, he said, "The Rougarou can summon its mate."

I stared at him, my mind reeling. Summon?

A cold shiver ran down my spine as I thought back to earlier, the way I had tossed and turned in bed, unable to find peace. The way something had pulled at me, urging me out into the night, guiding me here. Had that been him?

"You’re kidding," I muttered, though I wasn’t entirely sure if I was questioning him or myself.

Ralph shook his head, stepping closer. "The bond between a Rougarou and its mate is deep," he explained. "We can find our mate anywhere in the realm as long as the connection is there."

I swallowed hard, trying to wrap my head around his words. Anywhere? That kind of connection sounded impossible, dangerous, even. Yet, as I stood here in this hidden meadow, staring into his eyes, I couldn’t deny the truth humming beneath my skin.

I let out a stunned chuckle, still trying to process it all. "But we’re not mated," I argued, as if saying it out loud would somehow make it real, make it less real.

Ralph’s smirk deepened as he closed the distance between us. His voice dropped to a whisper, but the words hit me like a strike of lightning.

"The mating call was enough to get you to me."

I inhaled sharply and his breath ghosted over my lips, his presence wrapping around me like wildfire. I turned slightly, meeting his gaze head-on, and the moment our eyes clashed, the air between us shifted. The air charged, crackling with unseen energy, as if the very realm itself recognized what was happening.

I shed my shirt off and Ralph pulled me down and we lay on the fur blankets spread across the ground, the firelight flickering over our bare skin, dancing in the shadows of our entwined bodies. His golden eyes bore into mine, heavy with unspoken promises, with a need that mirrored my own. His breath hitched, his hands tightening around my waist as he pulled me closer. Our bodies aligned, the heat between us burning hotter than the flames beside us. Every inch of him pressed into me, fitting together like we had been carved for each other by fate itself.

I tilted my head, exposing the vulnerable curve of my neck. A shifter’s ultimate surrender. The moment Ralph’s lips brushed against my skin; I shuddered. The first kiss was soft, almost hesitant, but the bond demanded more as his tongue flicked against my pulse, his teeth grazing over the spot instinct had chosen for him. My breath caught in my throat and then with a deep growl, Ralph sank his fangs into me.

Pain laced with pleasure exploded through my veins, a wildfire spreading beneath my skin. My fingers dug into his shoulders, my back arching as the claiming mark took hold. The world tilted, my senses sharpening, expanding, and then him, I could feel him. His heartbeat thundered against mine, his scent fused with my own, our souls entwining in a way that went beyond the physical.

Before I could fully process it, instinct surged within me. I pushed him down onto the furs, pinning him beneath me. His chest rose and fell, his pupils blown wide as he bared his throat to me. Trusting and offering himself to me. I let out a shuddering breath before leaning in, pressing a kiss to the spot where his pulse beat wildly beneath his skin. My wolf rumbled deep inside me, urging me forward.

"Mine," I whispered, and then I bit down. Ralph roared and his hands clutching me closer as our souls locked into place, the bond snapping into existence with a force that left us both breathless.

Heat surged through me, through us, the connection a living, breathing thing. We were no longer two, we were one. As I licked over the mark, sealing it, Ralph’s arms tightened around me, pulling me flush against him. His lips found mine, and we kissed, slow and deep, our breaths mingling, the fire crackling beside us, the moon our only witness.

Ralph’s hands were already pulling his pants off and mine followed and then naked bodies aligned and we both moaned at the sensation. Ending the kiss, I grabbed his body and turned him around, and Ralph shamelessly chuckled and whispered, "I thought I would be lucky and take you"

"Not a chance" I growled and then I aligned my body next to his and pushed my cock into him and Ralph grunted in pain but my wolf was not going to hold back. I rammed into him and Ralph howled and I lowered myself and pressed tiny kisses on his back and neck. "Mate"

He turned his head around and his eyes were golden in color as I sensed his beast rise and bond with Tiger and our mind link became one. I could see my grey eyes reflected in him and leaned down to press feathery kisses to his lips as I pulled out and then slowly set the tempo and pushed my cock back in. We both moaned at the sensation as I hit his prostate and felt the way Ralph trembled.

"You are so tight" I whispered.

"Old man, you better move or I swear to the moons, I will-" Ralph uttered and I sealed his mouth before he could continue and rammed into him over and over into the night as I fucked him over and over and made him mine. It was wee hours of morning when we slowed down, scenting the cum that marred in the blankets from the number of times we both shattered in mated bliss.

"Say it," I growled, my lips ghosting over his jaw, his cheek, his lips.

"I am yours," he murmured, voice thick with emotion. "And you are mine."

The words settled deep in my chest evoking the bond with a vow. A promise forged in the heat of our passion and the depth of our souls.

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