prayer for such a gift, but he withdrew slowly and filled her once again. She lifted her hips, welcoming him, and he found his rhythm, their rhythm, until the only sounds were the slick slap of belly to pubis, of his breath and hers, soft moans, slight gasps, the rush of her heart, the pounding in his and they crested, both of them finding completion together, joined in a single heartbeat, a final thrust, a single sigh and a groan.
Almost in a trance, Anton held himself over Alexandria , his hips pressed tightly between her legs, his cock deeply embedded in her welcoming pussy. Her muscles spasmed around him in a sweet rhythm and he felt his seed filling her. There would be no young. He accepted that. She was pledged to Stefan. Knowing that, he accepted her gift and honored it. She would be a true leader, one who welcomed all to the pack.
He let his arms go loose and fell to one side. Alexandria cupped his face in her palm, leaned close and kissed him. “Thank you,” she whispered. “I love you.” She nuzzled his cheek with hers, ran her lips across his throat. They lay together as their heartbeats slowed, as breathing returned to normal. Finally, Alexandria raised herself up on one elbow and kissed him. “I need to get some sleep,” she said. “It’s been a long day. Come with me, please? The bed is large, and I know Stefan is waiting.”
Anton leaned back. He had to see her, had to know she wasn’t teasing him.
Her gray eyes stared back, intently. He shifted to one side and sat up. Alexandria slipped from beneath him and grabbed his hand. There was no subterfuge, no sense of jealousy, nothing to make him feel anything beyond loved. Wanted.
Anton squeezed Alexandria ’s fingers and rose to stand beside her. She tugged his hand, led him up the stairs and down the long hallway to their bedroom. The room where Stefan waited for both of them.
Better than any dream he might have had, more potent than any fantasy… this was real. This was the way he had hoped it would happen -- hoped but never dreamed. Squeezing his fingers around Alexandria ’s small hand, Anton followed her to Stefan.