The Alpha’s Substitute Mate

Isabella

I was delighted, satisfied, and sleepy all at the same time. I wrapped my arms and my legs around Malcolm’s lanky muscular body, I was ecstatic by the sensual tingle that connected us together. I vaguely had that thought that this is what it could have been, should I have been with Arden but I quickly brushed it away like cobwebs in my memory. Arden was a bad nightmare blurred in my past now. My soul and body were now completely wrapped up in Malcolm.

Even my wolf Sia, who had been silent and traumatized since the day that Arden attacked and pushed us down the stairs which resulted in the death of our unborn child, was now making contented noises in my head. We were home in his arms, and for a moment everything felt right with the world, nothing missing.

My silver eyes carefully examined every sculpted part of his body, admiring the flawless figure of my mate, I leaned more closer and kissed the tattoo on his chest. It’s a drawing of the moon and a wolf with an initial M. The inking was incredibly beautiful.

I sighed in contentment, I couldn’t even possibly begin to describe the ecstasy that drowned me while making love to my mate. It was the best feeling ever. The best chapter of my life. Malcolm took me to a world I never thought existed. A world of pleasure and bliss. He was specially made for me just like I’m made for him alone.

I snuggled closer in his arms, rested my head on his chest, and fell asleep to the sound of his steady heartbeat under my ear.

I don’t know how long we slept, but night had fallen when we were both startled awake by the banging on the door.

” Oh my goodness!! Lance!!!” I had completely forgotten about him. I grabbed the sheets, pulling them over my naked body and Malcolm wore his briefs before he went to open the door.

Lance was standing at the door with an angry face staring daggers at his brother as he held three packs of food take-out.

” You know the two of you owe me a lot of explanation,” he said with a fit and pushed his way into the room like he owned it.

” Sure, come on kiddo,” Malcolm said sarcastically as he shut the door behind him.

Lance set the food down on the desk and turned to me. His eyes landed on the fresh mark which looked like a heart-shaped trident, and his eyebrows nearly climbed off his face.

” For real? Everything seems to be happening so fast. This Is quite interesting.” His gaze went back and forth between me and Malcolm and then in his typical demeanor without asking a lot of questions, he simply accepted the situation with a shrug.

” I’m hungry Luna, please put some clothes on, and let’s eat.”

I couldn’t imagine sitting close to Lance covered in dry sweat and sticky with sperm between my legs, with my tangled hair. No way even though Lance was more of my brother and best friend but it was a bit much.

I dragged the sheet off the bed and escaped into the washroom for a good shower. Before I could step beneath the warm sprinkle, Malcolm had joined me.

He had brought my clothes and folded them on the bathroom rack beside the sink, and then he helped me step over the ledge and into the water. I just couldn’t stop staring at him, his handsome, hazel erotic eyes, the adorable lines of his whipcord lean body. I picked one of the shower gel and fluffy washcloths and started scrubbing his body. Starting from his broad shoulders and working my way down to his back. By the time I reached his butt area, he was already having a hard-on. I chuckled deeply and shook my head at him. ” Hey man, we are supposed to be getting clean and not….”

He took the washcloth from my hand, and his hooded dark eyes were scanning over my body appreciatively. ” Let me take care of you, my Lady,” he whispered breathlessly and began to scrub my body. I realized how sensual and captivating it was to have someone else wash you. And of course, he deliberately made it more hot and enticing, as one hand scrubbed then the other hand smoothed over my soapy body leaving a trail of hot sparks.

He purposely wiped the washcloth over my already-hardened nipples, and he rubbed the tip of his thumb over my soft pink nipple. I bit my upper lip to suppress the gasp that almost left and my knees went weak. I held onto one of his hands for support.

” I want you, Bella. I want to grow old with you by my side. I want to build a home with you. I want to see you carry my pups and make me a father. I want to be with you forever, my Luna.” He squatted down and placed a kiss on my stomach as if there was a pup inside.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

He smiled up at me and then moved lower, easing my thighs apart so that he could wash in between my legs and then he replaced the washcloth with his magical happy fingers. I had to brace myself on his shoulders to steady myself from collapsing in the tub.

Malcolm’s lustful eyes narrowed. I pulled my long blonde curly wet hair out of my face, tugging it to the side.

He gently turned me around and bent me forward, until my backside was exposed to him, and he entered me swiftly from behind. He supported my hips and kept me balanced as he pumped into me. His fingers held my nipples and rubbed them gently and sensually in the same rhythm as his thrusts.

I have read about shower sex, but I never knew it could be incredibly erotic. The heat of our bodies being pounded by the warm spray in the shower, the smell of our arousal mingling with the steam and scented soap, our moans of pleasure being only partially drowned out by the sound of the water hitting the tiles.

I closed my eyes, bathing in the blissful feeling that was building within me and I came with a loud moan and a shutter, my body went completely limp. I would have fallen if I had not braced my arms against the side of the shower stall, and if Malcolm had not been holding my hips steady.

I felt the moment he came, with one last deep thrust, I could feel his member twitch inside me.

“Oh, my beautiful Bella.” He helped me straighten and breathed against my neck, kissing me in the sensitive spot he had already designed with his rare mark symbol.

” I’ll never leave your side again.”