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The Alpha Of The Shadow Pack And His Mute Luna (by Beatrice Putnam) novel Chapter 34

Chapter 34

Vanessa POV

I was in the shower when Alfred returned. I was enjoying the water running down my

back and over my neck. I was also thinking about how my life has changed. I went from being abused to nearly dying and now finding my true mate. I was thrilled. My eyes closed, but then I heard the bathroom door open. I grabbed the shampoo bottle. I knew it would not hold up against a strong werewolf, but it might give me time to escape. The person stood outside the shower for a moment. I thought I smelled Alfred, but I couldn’t tell because of the shampoo smell. It was mixing with the scent outside the shower.

Then, the shower curtain started to open slowly. It was Alfred. He said that a shampoo bottle would not stop him. I smiled in agreement. He then got into the shower. He was still naked from dealing with the rogues. I wanted to ask what it was about, but I did not. I also did not have my dryerase board. Instead, I let him hold me. He wrapped his arms around me and ran his hands up and down my back, and then the hot water would run up and down it after his hands did. This felt so good. I was shocked when he started pushing me back into the water. I was very hesitant.

He reassured me that the water would not hurt me. I put my head under the water, and when I realized he was right, I let out the breath I was holding and opened my eyes. I was enjoying the water running over my head and body. He then turned me around and started to run his hands up and down and around my breast. I have to admit that it was a different sensation. It was turning me on. I started to feel the heat building in between my legs. It was different. I have never felt that before. It felt good and not scary.

What he did next scared me and shocked me at the same time. He kept one arm wrapped around my breast, and then the arm moved to my waist, and then he started to rub my clit. At first, I froze, but then I began to relax. He was rubbing my clit and playing with my breast at the same time. I was so lost in ecstasy that it took me a moment to regain my senses when he spoke. He got out of the shower and dried me off. He then wrapped a towel around his waist. He then carried me to bed. He gently laid me down, and then he climbed onto the bed.

I was so nervous. He started to kiss me and fondle my breast. He licked my lower lip and begged for entrance into my mouth, and I opened my mouth slightly to allow him to do that. He thrust his tongue inside my mouth and kissed me. He continued to fondle my breasts. He then wrapped his mouth around one of my nipples. I sat up because I was not

expecting that. After he laid me back down, he continued to play with my breast, and he then again wrapped his mouth around my nipple. All this was taking time to get used to. He then moved to the other nipple.

What he was doing to my body felt amazing. It was sending different sensations through my body. When he moved to my pussy and started to suck on my clit I thought I was going to melt into bed. But I did not. Then, I climaxed from what he was doing. I was not ready for what he did next. When he started to rub my clit with his thumb and then he inserted a finger into me, the sensations intensified. When he inserted another finger, the intrusion was uncomfortable, not unpleasant, just uncomfortable. But once I got used to it, I started feeling pleasure again.

When he inserted another finger, I felt myself being stretched. He trusted his fingers in and out. I again climaxed. How many times was he going to make me cum? Then, after I recovered from that, he got in between my legs. I could feel the tip of his cock at the entrance to my pussy. When he started to enter me, I thought he was going to rip me in two. I dug my nails into his arms. The pain was intense at first, then with each thrust of his hips, the pain started to fade, and I began to feel pleasure. He was huge, and I was getting close to climaxing again.

He then quickened his pace, and I could feel his climax. Afterward, he slowly pulled out of me and lay next to me. Both of us were sweaty, and our breaths were returning to normal. After we relaxed, he got up and said we needed to shower. He helped me get up from bed. When I looked where I had been lying and saw the blood, I thought I was going to die. But he reassured me that it was normal and that the bleeding would stop by morning. When we took a shower this time, he carefully washed me gently. He was extra gentle when washing me in between my legs.

After we finished showering, the sheets were changed. We lay back down, and he pulled me close.

I love you little one.

*I love you too.

What did you say?

I love

I CAN TALK.

I was shocked that the voice that I had heard so many times in my dreams was ringing in my ears now. I have waited so long to be able to talk. Now I could. I had so much to say. But now was not the time. We needed to get to bed. We have the trials tomorrow. It was

either early or late, depending on how you looked at it. We went to bed. The next thing I knew, it was time to get up. When we got up, I was sore from losing my virginity. I then asked him to mark me, which he did. But what I did not take into account was the blood that would run down my neck.

It was then time for breakfast. Alfred had to take a few moments because he had a raging hardon. He stood behind me for a minute. I was so used to not talking that it was almost instinctive to try and grab my dryerase board. But I no longer needed that. I was so happy that I could now speak. I had no idea what was required to break the curse. But I assume that it was losing my virginity to my true mate. I had no idea. But wasn’t Alfred cursed, too? How do we break his curse? I will ask him that because I wanted to break his curse since he broke my curse.

I needed to help him.

Lots of 1sts experiencedoral sex, climaxes, orgasms, virginity lost, able to speak,

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