The Dark Side Of Fate by Karima Sa'ad Usman

32 Really Feel

~Tamia~

Sylvester kissed my feet gently and looked at me. My heart was beating like a drum, and my breathing was caught.

I looked at him in disbelief that he was really mine.

The feared and dreaded dark Alpha. The man that they used to tell scary stories about.

He massaged my feet slowly, still speechless, and I smiled at him as tears rolled down the sides of my eyes.

"I can't wait for us to make it official," I told him my truth.

"I want to have your babies," I said, confessing my inner desire.

He leaned over me and stared into my eyes for a few seconds.

"Green eyes," he said with a breathy voice. It wasn't a tease; it sounded more like worship.

"I love you, Tamia," he said and kissed me sweetly.

I returned the kiss with anticipation. I could never be too tired to make love with him.

He sat on the couch, and I straddled him.

He searched my eyes for approval and crashed his lips on mine again.

"I love you with all my heart and soul. I love you with everything I am, Tamia, and I can't wait for us to get married. For me to claim you, for you to bear my mark and for us to welcome our pups into

this world. You have made me a happy man. Somehow I know this is it. From a broken man to someone enthusiastic about building a life with you." He said and unbuttoned my blouse.

"Let me worship you," He said and rolled down my blouse, exposing my breasts because I wasn't wearing a bra.

He devoured my nipples and sucked on them gently with need. I felt his cock rise, and I moaned.

"Mine," I heard Knight in my head, and all I could say was yes.

I was gone. Running my hand through his hair as he worshipped my breast.

By the time he was done, my nipples were hard. He rubbed them between his thumb and index fingers and looked into my eyes. I was a moaning mess.

I wanted to touch his chest and feel his skin against mine, so I undid his buttons and took off his shirt. He resumed what he was doing to my nipples, and I ran my finger against his body.

He went back to work. Sucking my nipples, and by then, I was soaked between my legs, ready for him to take me.

He stopped what he was doing, made me sit on the couch, and then rolled up my short dress until my arse was bare. Then he pulled me to the edge of the sofa and opened my legs wide.

He removed his trouser, exposing his very erect cock, before getting on his knees to eat me.

He sucked my clit gently and ran his tongue up and down my slit, from my pussy to my nerve bundle. I moaned.

"Do not muffle your voice, darling," He said, assaulting my knob with his tongue. Sucking it gently but consistently.

I knew I would soon come. I wanted to enjoy it a bit longer. As if reading my mind, he stopped, smacked my clit to crash the build-up, and then went back in.

He did it four times until the smack could no longer crash my build-up. He grabbed my arse, pushing my clit to his mouth while he sucked it. I came ferociously and began to shake as he continued what he was doing, not letting up.

I grabbed the couch and turned my head left and right to handle the extra sensitivity of what he was doing, and soon I began to beg him to put it in.

He sat on the couch, and I straddled him, placing him inside me. Ready to milk him for all he could give. Ready to have his babies, ready to be his luna in every way.

I rode him with love and pleasure. He held my body to guide me. His moans pleased my ears, making me know I was riding him the way he liked.

I felt a new build-up, and he knew it. He eagerly guided my body, wanting me to come all over his cock.

"Sylvester," I moaned, and he growled sweetly.

"Come for me, green eyes," He said, and I began to ride faster until I climaxed.

I continued to ride because my pussy wanted more. But the orgasm had slowed me down, so he made me kneel on the couch facing the backrest with my arse in the air.

He drove into my pussy from behind and began to slam into me. Hard, fast and steady. He was good at it, and he used his skill on me.

"Sylvester," I moaned, and he growled.

I knew people could hear us, but I did not care. I was having the time of my life...

I felt his claw dig into my skin, placing his scent permanently on me, and I took it.

"Mine," Knight growled, and all I could do was moan.

My vision was blurred, and my mind was empty. All I could feel and think about was the pleasure he was giving. Pounding into me steadily. He was a love machine, and I loved that he was mine.

I came again, shattering all over him. My pussy became wetter, and his thrust was slippering. Filling me up and hitting the right spot.

He pumped until I felt his cock stiffen and pulsate in me. Pumping his seeds into me. My pussy milked him hungrily, taking it all in. I was bound to get pregnant at this pace. He pulled out gently, and I was tired.

He lifted me naked and carried me out of the office to our room.

I did not know if people were in the hallway, but I had come so many times that I was half asleep when he carried me to our bedroom.

He laid me down on the bed, and I fell asleep.

I woke up and found Sylvester working on his computer on the table. There were codes on the screen; I figured that was what Lilly must have been helping him with.

"Hey," I said, and he smiled and looked at me.

"Two hours is hardly enough for you to rest, green eyes," He said, and I giggled.

"What are you doing?" I asked him, and he smiled.

"Monitoring Annonymous transactions going to the south," He said, and I frowned at him. I did not want to delve into it, so I held my peace, but I knew he would elaborate soon.

He closed the computer and came to bed.

"Is that what Lilly was helping you with?" I asked him, and he nodded.

"I think you should give her the job back," I said, and he raised an eyebrow.

"You can't do everything, Sylvester, and it seems important. I am okay with you having women in your team. I trust you," I said, and he smiled at me.

"What happened to the jealous protective woman?" He said and kissed my nose.

"That was when I thought you were screwing her. You have eyes for only me, so I am not bothered. I trust you," I said, and he kissed the tip of my nose.

"I will think about it. Right now, we have to eat dinner," He said, and I sluggishly got out of bed.

We showered and went to the dining room. I wondered how we would manage now that his mother would be around. It meant we won't be able to make out at the dining table, and we all had to be on our best behaviour. Thinking about it, I knew it would suck big time.

We all ate in silence, knowing that would be the last time we would have some privacy.

"I think Avery and I will start eating in our room. Honestly, Sylvester, I love your mother, but I can't stand Dominic," Marcel said to break the silence, and I laughed.

"Me too," Theodore said, and Sylvester laughed.

"I guess my mother and Dominic will be eating alone then because there is no way I will sit through a meal with Dominic present, and somehow I know Glenda will find a way to make herself

available," Sylvester said. There was a knowing look in the eyes of the men that made me know I wasn't privy to some things.

I planned on getting the truth out of Sylvester when we returned to the room.

"So, will we attend the event in Vino's mansion?" Marcel asked Sylvester, and he nodded.

"I made a promise and would have to keep it," Sylvester replied, and it was clear neither of them wanted to go but would have to attend out of obligation. This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

"How about we just pop in and leave? That way, he wouldn't say you did not come," I said, and Sylvester laughed and pulled me close to him.

"You reek of Sylvester," Avery said, smiling at me. I smiled and looked at Sylvester.

"That is because I marked her with my scent. So she would smell like a mated wolf to others as a deterrent. The blue moon is too far; this should keep the wolves away until then," He said and then looked at me smiling.

"I did not like the fact that Devin was trying to get you, and I do not trust Leo is over you yet. I am just marking you as mine," He said and kissed my neck.

His words gave me butterflies. That was his way of saying he was jealous and worried that someone might take me away from him.

"How come you haven't marked me with your scent?" Avery asked Marcel, and he was speechless.

We finished our meals and laughed a bit before returning to our rooms.

I woke up early the next day to ensure everything was prepared and we were to receive luna Stephanie.

Since I wasn't married to Sylvester yet, she would be Luna of the house and be in charge of everything.

I just hoped we get along.

Although Sylvester wanted me to take control, I decided I would put it upon myself to ask her opinion before doing anything until I became the luna.

Sylvester and I stood at the entrance of the building to receive his mother.

Just as Marcel had thought, Dominic arrived with Glenda.

I was glad we won't be eating with them because knowing she was Susan's cousin made me uncomfortable with her, but Sylvester's mother had insisted that Dominic moves in, too, so we had no choice.

Luna Stephanie hugged me, and I greeted her, then she insisted I walk her to her room, so I told Sylvester I would join him later.

We got to her room, and she looked around, studying the place.

I knew she lived in the mansion before she moved to Lucland, so she was just trying to see what I had done to the place.

"I hope everything is to your liking, Luna Stephanie," I said respectfully so she would know she was still in charge.

She looked at me and smiled.

"Thank you, Tamia. I can tell you put in a lot of effort. Sylvester is lucky to have you," she said, and I smiled at her. I was about to excuse her when she stopped me.

"I want to speak to you, dear," She said and pointed at her seat.

I really did not like being alone with her, but I had no choice but to sit through it.

"Do you love Sylvester or just want to escape captivity?" She asked me with a straight face, and I was shocked.

"My son has had his heart broken before, and I learned this Bane guy is trying to get you by all means. I want to be sure that you won't just run off with Bane and leave him like Susan did. She ran away to the south and left him with a flimsy excuse," She said, and I shook my head.

"I did not want this union, but he was adamant, and I love him, so I will give you a chance to prove your worth. Until I am satisfied, you are not allowed to make any decisions in this place without passing through me. Prove to me that you love my son genuinely and not because he is the wolf Lord," She said, telling me exactly how she felt.

I could understand her being protective of her son.

"I understand; unfortunately, I do not believe I have anything to prove to you. As long as Sylvester knows how I feel about him, that is all that matters. I learned a long time ago that I can't please everyone, and everyone can't believe me. Your doubts are justified, but I won't spend my time trying to prove myself to you, Luna Stephanie. Life is too short for that. Instead, I will spend it building memories with the man I love. I do not care about his status, and I do not care about his money. I am a strong woman that can always survive on her own. I wasn't captured; I gave myself, so my husband, his pregnant mate and my pack members could survive. I am that type of person, and whether you like me or not, it wouldn't change it," I said, and her face faltered.

"So your husband made you share?" She asked me, and I smiled at her, nodding.

"Still, I understand your stance, Tamia, but I will study you before accepting you. Sylvester is my son, and I want the best for him. He is already going against tradition by marrying and mating with a woman who has been mated. I just want to be sure he isn't making a mistake. It isn't personal. I will watch your every move and investigate you until I am satisfied," She said, and I nodded and asked to excuse myself.

Her opinion did not count. All that mattered was Sylvester.

I left her room and returned to ours.

"Planning the wedding already?" Sylvester asked me with a smile, and I smiled back and nodded; there was no point telling him the things his mother said to me or her stance in all this. I did not want to create a problem between them. He came to kiss me, and I returned the kiss unbiasedly.