The Alpha Weredragon's Favorite

Lyra

The soft scent of lavender and chamomile filled my nostrils as I stepped out of the dressing room, the elder she-wolves' hands slowly peeling away the flowery petals from my skin. My body felt rejuvenated, healed from its wounds, and the heady, rough lovemaking Ryan and I shared hours earlier.

I craved it just as much as he did. Upon waking, I found him absent, a message on the pillow mentioning a meeting and expressing how he already missed me. My body yearned for his caress. As the day wore on, I couldn't help but daydream of us together... him close to me. I couldn't wait for the night; I desired him right then. When he entered the door with more disheartening news, he still managed to fulfill my wishes, and for a brief moment, we pushed aside our problems to concentrate on the present and the night ahead.

This moment we were about to share was about us, and nobody and nothing else.

I glanced at my reflection in the ornate mirror, taking a deep breath as I admired my glowing skin and loose curls framing it. It had been an arduous journey to get here, but it was all worth it. My green eyes met mine in the mirror, and I saw anticipation mixed with uncertainty - a fitting emotion for this night.

"It's time," an elder she-wolf said kindly.

I nodded and followed the procession of elders on a path strewn with flowers to be with the man who would forever be mine.

The clearing behind the Quad was bathed in moonlight. Torches cast flickering shadows around the pack that stood in a circle around us. Their chants echoed through the night air like haunting whispers, drawing me into their world of tradition and power.

I felt connected to them all as they looked on, adoring eyes watching our every move. Ryan stood tall beside me, his gaze locked onto mine, reflecting both nervousness and unbridled passion. We undressed each other under those stares without shame or hesitation; his hands trembled slightly as he drew me close to him for our first intimate moment as Alpha male and Luna.

"I've longed for this," Ryan murmured into my ear, his voice heavy with yearning and need. His fingers traced every contour of my body with awe; it was as if we were performing a sacred ritual, one that would bind us eternally.

As we made our way to the ornate four-poster bed, its gauzy curtains dancing in the gentle breeze, my pulse climbed with anticipation. Ryan, ever considerate, gave me the choice of where our mating would take place - whether in full view of the pack or within the intimate confines of the bed, shielded from the pack's eyes.

I understood the significance of this ceremony, not only for us as a couple but also for the pack we would lead together. It was essential for them to witness the depth of our love and commitment to one another. However, the sacred act of bonding, the primal dance of our mating, was a private affair meant for Ryan and me alone.

As I stood before Ryan, my heart swelled with love and anticipation. Professor Orato, dressed in robes of pure white, stepped forward to address the pack. His voice rang out, clear and strong, as he spoke the ceremonious words that would bind Ryan and me together as mates.

"Beloved members of the Moonshadow pack, we gather here tonight to witness the sacred union of our Alpha, Ryan Thornton, and his chosen mate, Lyra Evergreen, the legendary White Wolf." Professor Orato's eyes shone with pride as he continued, "Their love and commitment to each other, and to our pack, shall guide us into a new era of strength and prosperity."

The pack's chant grew in volume, their voices rising in agreement and support. I felt their energy surrounding us, a physical force that seemed to lift me up and fill me with warmth. Ryan's hand tightened around mine, and I knew he felt it too. As the chant softened, Professor Orato spoke again, his tone reverent. "The marking of the mate is the final step. May the Moon Goddess bless your union with the next Alpha to lead us."

I turned to face Ryan, my eyes locking with his. In that moment, everything else faded away - the pack, the ceremony, the world beyond our circle. There was only him and me, our hearts beating as one. Ryan leaned in close, his breath warm against my skin as he whispered, "I love you, Lyra. Forever and always."

As I gazed into his eyes, I knew that this moment would forever seal our destinies, fusing our souls into an unbreakable bond that would withstand the test of time.

"I love you too, Ryan. Forever and always."

The delicate curtains billowed around us as we swayed together under the moon's glow, their touch sending a jolt of electricity across my skin. Fireworks burst within my closed eyes at every graze of his fingertips against my core, my hips grinding against him, pushing us both to the brink of rapture. I let out a soft moan as his tongue delved into my mouth, exploring every nook greedily. Even the blessing of the moonlight faded away, leaving only our two hearts beating in perfect unison.

I sensed the bed give way as Ryan climbed on it with me, and his rough, warm hands glided up my back. He cradled them around my neck and drew me even nearer, his hot breath caressing my jawline. His teeth gently grazed my skin as he pulled back to gaze at me, his eyes filled with promise and longing. I gasped as he began to plant kisses down my shoulder blades, sucking gently at the tender flesh between each vertebra until he reached the hollow between them. At his low growl, I twisted my head to look up at him. "Ryan," I whispered, my voice trembling with emotion.

"Lyra," he replied, his voice hoarse, blue eyes blazing with emotion. "The mark I give you will show the world that you are mine and mine alone. I will protect you with my life. I will give you all of my love. And our pups will know that you, as well as they, are my world."

I smiled, tears welling up in my eyes. "I accept your mark, my Alpha. As your Luna, I will protect you and our pack with my life. I will love you and keep you and bear our pups into a world made better by the love we have for one another." He nodded, his gaze softening as he leaned down to kiss me again that was as sweet as it was tender. He lifted and placed a large hand in the small of my back, guiding himself to my entrance and with the slowness that in no way mirrored his hard thrusts of that afternoon, he entered me.

His inner thighs brushed the skin of my outer ones, as bodies entwined, we moved together in perfect harmony. With each languid thrust, I could feel Ryan's power surging within him, matching my own. Together, we were unstoppable.

"I love you," he breathed into my ear, his voice a low hum over the soundtrack of the pack's chants.

"I love you, Ryan," I said, moving my hair so that my left shoulder, the one closest to my heart, was bare to him.

His eucalyptus and mint scent overwhelmed me as with a low growl of desire, he pressed his lips against my skin, branding it with his teeth. It was a sensation unlike anything I had felt before-part pain, part pleasure that coursed through every vein in my body. The scent of our mating mixed filled the air around us, causing an intoxicating aroma that surrounded us both. He began to thrust even as his teeth lingered, hot on my flesh. Every thrust into me pulsed an echo, my body grabbing at his shaft and milking it.

There was no doubt we were becoming one being as we moved together under the watchful gaze of our pack.

His hips rocked against mine rhythmically, burying himself ever deeper inside me each time, groaning loudly with every thrust. His hands held onto my hips tightly, his finger mashing into the top of my ass while he plunged deeper still; his low, throaty sounds of pleasure danced along my skin like ripples across a water's surface during a stormy night.

My nails raked over his corded forearms, leaving goosebumps in their wake; he let out a groan that vibrated through my very core. As one we moaned our release, wave after wave of pleasure washing over us both. The air filled with the scent of sweat and lust, mingling with the freshness of the feathery soft bed lines beneath us. Our muscles quivered with exhaustion and satisfaction as he collapsed onto my back.

All too soon he slipped from my wetness to lay beside me. I nuzzled my head into his chest, finding solace in the steady thud of his heartbeat. I couldn't help but smile as I felt him trace circles on my spine with his fingertips, relishing in the warmth from my skin. He gently bit down on my earlobe, sending shivers down my spine - a reminder that this was more than just a physical connection; we were bound together now, forever.

"Are you alright?" he murmured against my hairline. "I didn't want to hurt you."

I laughed softly and wrapped an arm around him tighter. "I'm more than alright," I replied with a grin. The slight soreness in my arm would fade, but Ryan's mark would last beyond my existence, it was branded in my soul.