Riek’s POV

I want to say, I'm not your mate, if I've never thought of rejecting my mate when I meet him, I would now. I can't imagine myself spending the rest of my life with a man like this who looks like the son of the devil, a mafia among shifters, there's no accurate word to describe the man standing before me now, if we were in the animal kingdom, I would say he's a lion, a fierce looking lion.

"Stand up!" He says in his deep voice, his eyes fixed rigidly on me, my legs shake underneath my weight. "I'm glad to have you with me." I exhale some air out, with frustration filling into me. How can I predict what would happen to me here?

"Who are you?" I'm forced to ask after a while. He bursts into a loud laughter, then he looks at me again. "I'm Alpha Conri, the prospective ruler of this pack, the Superclaw Pack." I gasp.

The Superclaw Pack is the largest pack with a population of over two million shifters, their wolves are the biggest, fastest and strongest among all werewolves. I'm so astonished right now, am I dreaming? I'm a mate to the Alpha of such a great pack but I heard that there was a controversy about his status, he was going to be a full Alpha and take the rulership of the pack once he found his mate. It had been some long distance story which I can't determine its level of accuracy.

"I'm not sure I'm your mate. Please release me. I want to go to my son, I want my son." My tears draw some pity from him, I observe his changing countenance, his fierce eyes are beginning to grow into a pale one.

"Don't worry your son is safe," he says in a cold voice. Then he carries me into his arms to the bed, my head arch, my spirit weak but my wolf is growling. He steadies me on the bed, caresses my body, I begin to feel a deep and strong emotional bond with him, tension which was fast building up in my chest starts to fade. He starts unbuttoning his shirt and pulls it off, my lips hanging loose in amazement at his broad, muscular and perfect chest, chiseled arms and abs.

He unbuckles his belt and pulls down his trousers, I open my eyes wide in astonishment as his throbbing member strains so hard against his black panties, I'm afraid that it would tear the next moment. He walks to me in the midst of the bed, sits before me and reaches out for the hem of my T-shirt. I feel so weak to decline or protest, I'm weak with passion.

"You're the girl I've been waiting for." He declares calmly. I hope he will still say this after he hears my story. I would love to hide my story from him and everyone. I don't want my ordeal to leave my mouth and spread to anyone further, let it end with my pack members who got to know it. He reaches to the tip of my jeans, unzips it and pulls it down. I'm left in just a bra and a string pant. I curl up my legs in front of me quite shy, the pains of the aftermath of what occurred to me five years now flies into me, making me believe that I'll once again feel the same pain. Nervousness sets in.

"What's wrong?" Conri asks, demanding an answer to the statement he made some minutes earlier, his voice is gentle, he brushes my hands. I keep mute, he grows impatient. "Speak! Why aren't you answering my question?" I shiver in fear?

"I'm sorry but I'm not ready for this!" I say almost on the verge of tears. He sternly stares at me, I glance down in fright. I'm expecting him to rise and beat me up, forcing his way into me but no, instead of this, he caresses me slowly.

"I know all you've passed through but I'm sorry about those, just let them go. You know it's history." His start is full of compassion, then it culminates into sarcasm. I get dumbfounded at this, how did he just know I passed through some stuff in the past or what I'm thinking of right now in my mind.

"I..I don't.." I stammer, wanting to ask how he got to know I'm a survivor of some miserable occurrences. With the statement he just made, he has a clue of what happened to me in the past.

With a wave of his hand, he dismisses my question, making me stop halfway. "Let's face reality now." He presses me down against the bed, and before I release the next breath, he sinks his canines into my neck. My wolf growls in ecstasy as this takes place, he withdraws his teeth and begins to suck passionately on the spot. I feel a sharp pain on my neck, I take my hand to feel the spot but he brushes it off and continues to suck on it passionately.

He trails his lips to my cleavage where he lingers for a while, then he grows impatient. Conri reaches to the hook of my bra behind, unhooks it. I let the straps of the bra fall over my shoulders, he growls, cupping my succulent breasts. Lust sparks in his eyes. He places his lips on one of my nipples which has already gotten hard for him. He lingers at the tip with his tongue, I moan in ecstasy, I've never experienced this before, I know this might have occurred to me while that happened but this' my first time of feeling this, he finishes with the left and moves on to the right to give me the same pleasure. I can't stop moaning. When his finger parts my legs and slides into my pussy, I scream in ecstatic bliss.

Conri carefully observes my face to see how the pleasure is having its way into me.

Riek’s POV

He slides the second finger inside me, I moan louder. As he strokes deep inside me, to and fro, his lips are sucking my nipples quite hard, he pinches my left and bites the right with his teeth, I growl in pain mixed with pleasure.

"You've seen nothing yet, by the time I drive my rod into you, you'll know what's called bliss." I growl in response. He seems tired of stroking me with my pants on, he drags it down below my feet and throws it on the floor. He pushes himself backward and I alongside, he gets out of the bed. Standing, he forces me to my knees. Taking his cock in his hands, he strokes it playfully with desire in his eyes. I raise my eyes to his, peering into them for a while, I then get his rod into my right hand. I start by fondling it, I give it a light kiss. He groans in pleasure. I begin my work on his cock.

My tongue rounds his balls, I enjoy myself as I do this, I feel the bliss that's going on right inside him now. Conri shoots me a lustful glance, as permission to continue, a compliment that I'm doing well. I take it deep into my mouth, sucking it to and fro with the same rhythm he used in stroking me. He holds my hair and helps me push in and out, ecstasy fills my entire being as he gags me.

"I can't wait to do the main thing with you tonight," he says with a tone filled with undercurrents of lust.

As I gag him, I remember I came here with my son. "Where is my son, Alpha?" Curiosity sparks inside me, I blame myself for letting pleasure take away the sense of caring to know the whereabouts of Fridolf and his safety, he's the only one I have right now as family, my own blood.

"He's safe!" Conri mutters and doesn't say a word further. I heave a sigh of relief, I find myself trusting him due to the firmness and certainty in his voice. He carries me off the floor to the bed where he places me carefully on it, then spreads my legs wide. Desire for his cock penetrates deep into my heart and soul, I giggle in ecstasy but fighting hard to stop the reaction inside me, I don't wanna sound naive or inexperienced.

Before I take him in, I need to ask him when my son would come to me, I gulp down the lump in my throat then part my lips which are feeble. It's kind of annoying that I'd be asking him about Fridolf again despite his countless replies that he's fine. I clear my throat which is already getting stuck with saliva.

"I'm sorry about this question I intend to ask, but when will Fridolf get to see me again?" Meekness gets inculcated into my tone to ward off any bit of anger that might seem to arise.

"In the morning you'll see me." Relief travels into my mind, now I can enjoy my bliss in peace after all I'll get to see my son in a few hours.

"Is his name Fridolf?"

"Yes," I nod. I begin to wonder how he's saying and asking questions with a sense of familiarity like he knows me before. I can't cope with it again, so I decided to bring the topic up.

"You seem to know a lot of things about me by the way you talk and ask questions?" I recall when he said that he sent his men to pick me up, I decided to put up this question also, I need answers to them because I feel there are some secrets he's hiding from me. "How did you know my location to have your men track me down?" This is even more surprising as my pack is not close to his, you have to pass about seven packs before you reach it.

"I know you'd ask about these." He grins, I stare at him with puzzlement in my eyes. "You'll know all these with time, I can't say further than that but I just plead you don't get angry when you discover the answers to the questions you've been seeking answers to for years."

"What? I don't get what you mean." He waves his hand at me again, I feel if he doesn't want to reply to a question, he does this. I keep looking at him if he would be pressured to talk further but he has closed that chapter, I heave heavily. Conri parts my legs with much passion, he isn't interested in clearing my curiosity but in what we are about to do.

I groan in pain and pleasure when he shooves his heavy organ inside me, the imaginary scene of my rape five years ago plays before me although I wasn't conscious. It seems so real, there must be some mystery connected with this which I'm yet to discover. He thrusts deep and begins to pump with a fury that is not mortal or can be attributed to any man, I would say he's acting like a robot right now.

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

I find myself screaming within me. He withdraws, turns my ass to face him.

"Spread your legs wide." I do and he pushes his shaft into me, pouncing on me from behind, the bed shakes with great motion. I'm flying on cloud nine, more and more higher as we keep changing style. Conri is so experienced and energetic, he touches me just at the right place, curls up his cock inside me just the way that creates sensations within me. I never knew sex could be so sweet. The pain I started this with has faded paving way to a great portion of ecstasy and bliss.

Conri groans from deep within his throat.

A warm pool of pleasure gathers in my core as his long, turgid rod bounces to and fro causing the walls of my womanhood to contract with a regular rhythm.