When We Were Mates (Demetra and Emris) novel Chapter 186

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Chapter 186

Luna Demetra.

Emris‘ voice has filled the room in ten seconds.

There are only a few times where I get on top of the Alpha from beginning to end, and this is one of those times. Emris possessive…he always feels like I’m torturing him when I’m on top.

But it’s bliss.

Feeling his hips twitch inside you. Feeling you hold his gigantic jewel, keep him, and just make the desirous best out of it My thighs are wrapped around him, squeezing his waist as my calves presses into his lower back. Every time I move. I feel every inch of him…and he is big. Sp big that I have to rock slow just to take all of him. The stretch is delicioas

Even as my thighs are shaking expediously. Even as sweat drips down my spine and my breath corses in ragged gasps. Only a deaf person would not hear the way his shoulders are slamming against the headboard right now.

Thud. Thud. Thud.

Yes, I was being petty. Getting on top of him because I heard Laura call him.

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Maybe it’s the full moon. Yeah, let me blame the full moon.

But the truth is…. I’m sick of her going around my mate.

In the real world, I’m not a student. I am an art genius. I am the Luna of the Black Covenant Pack. And I am the mother of his kids. I’m so sick of walking on eggshells around her.

I want Laura to get off Emris’s back. So yes….I’ll pass the message in this in this possessive manner.

“Ahhh!”

Emris’s muscles bunch up as I move against him. I watch his abs clench, his thighs tighten, and his hands grip my waist cause he’s holding on for dear life. His eyes are in between opening and closing, rolling back, then snapping forward to and my face. He just throws his head back where his Adam’s apple bobs uncontrollably, and I watch his fangs carve out of his mouth.

Then he starts begging.

I told you. He makes it seem like I’m torturing him.

“Demetra… slowly…Demi… argh! Please…”

I gasp myself when he jerks into me…a sharp, involuntary thrust that brackets my hips and steals my breath. But I don’t speed up. I don’t give in. I hold eye contact with him.

My mouth opens gradually….just a little, just enough for him to see my tongue, to hear the short, punched–out moans escape me. My moans are cutting and starting, ragged, uneven, while his are never–ending. A constant stream of pleas and curses and my name.

“Please, baby….. please… faster, Demi-”

He’s begging me. Begging me. The most powerful Alpha in the country is underneath me, trembling, because I won’t let him

come like a warrior.

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Chapter 186

Im using my mind myself. It takes everything to contain him. To bounce on him when he

hatevery downward stroke feels like I’m swallowing a sword. My thighs are burning My Womach me body is shaking

I lean down to his chest

My white hair falls around us like a curtain and I press my lips to his collarbone

Up and down, dragging every inch of him in and out of me like I’m tasting him.

Both of us are moaning now in the slow grind. And that’s Emris’s issue with this. It’s rufing him. Every slow cot. makes him gasp. Every time I circle my pelvis, his hands dig into my flesh hard enough sorbrune

But he’s doing the same to me. Every time he rocks up into me..he hits that spot that makes my vier guduse ha feel my orgasm and he follow a second later.

I feel Emris combust inside me….so full that I can feel it spilling out of me, dipping down my thigte soaking wet

He turns us over so that he’s on top of me. Still inside me while his forehead presses against mine and bre lips.

“Don’t move,” he whispers.

I don’t. I stay buried in his chest as his heart pounds against mine. I feel my mate’s hand cradle my face. I teel vit drifting to sleep as my body goes soft beneath him when he pulls the blanket over us.

Laura Hale.

I have been talking myself into this for a week.

That’s the part I won’t be saying out loud to anyone….that Laura Hale, professor, Trybrid, highest graduating student in Wolf Arts history, has spent days building up to carry a sandwich and a cup of coffee down a hallway to Emris‘ room. I have argued myself into it and out of it and back into it so many times that the internal debate has become its own kind of exhausting.

I don’t do this.

I don’t second–guess. I don’t circle. When I want something I identify it and move. That’s how I’ve operated once I was old enough to understand that a Trybrid who doesn’t control herself gets controlled by what’s inside her. I know how to mana my wolf. I know how to manage my instincts. I know how to walk into any room and be the most certain person in it

And then Emris Covenant moved into the professor’s lodge.

He’s handsome.

Alpha of the Black Covenant Pack He just oozes primordial power.

I saw him on move–in day. Shirtless, phone between his ear and his shoulder, directing the movers who were going out of the exclusive lodge.

He just oozes primordial power and I have never been more attracted to a wolf the way I am attracted to him. I was dvasi more mesmerized when he stared at me from across the desk during that White Omega expulsion hearing

The way he didn’t look away first.

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