The Quite Giant's Mate Chapter 13 - Ivan

I didn’t think anything could be sexier or a bigger turn-on than her words and acceptance. I was wrong. Regina Petridis, practically naked, begging me to touch her, is the sexiest thing I’ve seen or heard. I knew if I touched her, I wouldn’t be able to stop. I’d stop if she told me to, but that should be a given. I saw how her legs trembled and decided to take this to the bedroom.

I shouldn’t have been surprised to see the master bedroom was redecorated with an over-the-top opulence only Alpha André would dream up. It was very different from what had been in this room before. The massive room felt smaller with the oversized ornate white and gold canopy bed with matching nightstands, dresser, and vanity. The most I can say is that the bed is bigger and would hold up to me being in it and the activity I have in mind. 

I assume that Alpha André set this whole thing up. It’s the only explanation for all the candles lit up the room and the purple petals on the bed. I’m not sure how I feel that my Alpha went to this extreme to have a room prepared for us. But then I reminded myself he didn’t do this for me. He did this for Regina. She is his cousin. Of course, he’d go to extremes to give her a night to remember. Hopefully, I won't disappoint her.

‘We won’t. I keep telling you. She was made for us. So don’t be a pessimist. Focus on pleasuring her so that when it comes time, her body is as ready as her mind.’ Cain insisted, and maybe some of his optimism rubbed off on me. 

I know I told her I wasn’t with Zelma the way she thought, but I meant that I didn’t have sex with her. Sad to admit that while I got the short end of the intimacy stick, I got Zelma off plenty by other means. It was a very disproportionate relationship when I think about it. She got far more about it than I ever did. I am relieved she wasn’t my mate and that we never had sex. I don’t want to know how far Regina went with that little shithead. Once I’m done with her, she won’t even remember this name let alone his touch.

Everything about Regina is like a drug. Her lips leave me drunk. Her cries of pleasure as I touched her had me addicted, needing more. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of her. Her reactions were so real. Nothing was staged in her cries and how her body responded to my touch. And certainly nothing fake in how wet her pussy was, and I’d barely touched her. 

She’s perfect. Everything about her is perfect. I love how her breasts are the perfect mouthful. I know some males like larger breasts, but I prefer hers. I’d probably say that if they were larger, too, since it’s Regina. I sucked on her breast and carefully slipped my index finger into her slick heat. Her body arched, and her moan of my name filled the air was music to my ears.

I know my fingers are thick. One of my fingers is probably as wide as two of hers. And while there was a little resistance to the size, her body quickly adjusted. Her juices dripped down my finger as her body ensured she could handle what I was giving. This may work.

“I…Iv…Ivan…” Regina moaned my name as her body quivered in time with the pulsing of her pussy as she came on my finger. 

I would give her time to recover before considering doing more, but my mate had other ideas. Her hand trailed down my arm to the hand still between her legs. I arched an eyebrow as she looked at me with hooded eyes and said something I didn’t expect.

“Don’t stop. I want more.” Her needy plea was punctuated by taking control of my hand to instruct me to add a second finger. 

Even blushing at her bold actions, and even after just having had an orgasm, Regina was confident in not only asking for but taking what she wanted. And I won’t suggest she can’t or shouldn’t be so eager already. She knows her body better than I do, so I worked my middle finger inside. Her breath hitched as her body adjusted to fit both fingers, but she didn’t try to tell me to stop. 

As optimistic as I wanted to be, there was still that tiny pessimistic voice telling me that while she might be getting off tonight, I’ll end up jerking off alone. Instead, she pulled my face closer and kissed me as her hips tentatively rolled against my fingers, testing the waters. I let my fingers follow her lead, finding a rhythm she could take as I swallowed her cries of pleasure. 

“Ivan…” Regina moaned as she pulled back from the kiss. 

“I need more. I want… I want all of you.” She licked her lips as her hand slid down my chest, but given our height difference, she couldn’t quite reach my belt. 

“Are you sure?” I asked, fingers still moving inside her.

Her eyes slid close in pleasure, her head falling back as her lips parted in another moan as she rode out another orgasm. Watching Regina come undone is the most beautiful thing. I’m surprised I haven’t come just from watching her get off.

As she slowly came down from her orgasm, her eyes opened. Those blue eyes shone in the soft light of the candle. She took a moment, catching her breath before she spoke.

“You. Naked. Inside me. Now.” She commanded.

‘OBEY HER!’ Cain demanded as if I had any other intention.

She sounded sure of her choice, and she’s already had two orgasms and could hand two fingers, so I must trust that she could handle more. She whimpered as I took my fingers back. The whimper wasn’t of pain but at the loss. Her eyes held my gaze as I intentionally licked my fingers clean. 

Fuck she tasted good. I considered how annoyed she’d be if I opted to go down on her instead of following her command. 

‘We can do that later. If you put off mating and marking her any longer, I will lose my shit with you.’ Cain threatened. 

I snickered as I slid off the bed. My wolf and mate both had the same reaction as if my movement was in some way to escape the situation. Cain growled at me while Regina tried to chase me to the edge of the bed. She stopped when she realized I was taking off the rest of my clothes. My lips twitched with a smile as her heated gaze focused on my crotch in anticipation. 

I wasn’t surprised by the gasp when I dropped my slacks and underwear. I know that typically, penis size has several factors, and in werewolves ranked, wolves tend to be bigger, but Alpha blood is usually the largest. Which I’m sure is a factor in my size. There is Alpha blood in the Furlan line. My grandmother had been the daughter of a Greek Alpha. And my mother was the youngest daughter of a Russian Darkmoon Alpha.

I waited for the inevitable ‘that’s too big’ or something along those lines to fall from her lips. I shouldn’t have been so pessimistic. Regina moved closer and, with both hands, reached out and stroked my cock, bringing it to her lips and licking the tip. I moaned and instinctively held her head by the hair. 

I was between making her stop and seeing if she could take more when she chose. She couldn’t take it all. I don’t know if anyone could. But she took more than I thought she could and did that tongue twirl and suck move that tightened my balls while her hand stroked what she couldn’t fit. She needs to stop, or I’m blowing my load in her mouth.

I gripped her hair, making her stop as I forced myself to take a step back. Her eyes were wide as she looked up at me in confusion and concern. Shit, I don’t want her to think she did something wrong.

“If you continued… I’d lose it,” I groaned.

“Then lay down, and let’s see if I need climbing gear to ride that mountain.” She smirked, worries faded as she knelt on the edge of the bed and beckoned me closer. 

I rolled my eyes at her taunting and carefully tackled her to the bed, rolling us so I ended up on my back. I understand why she’d want to be on top. It’s probably going to be easier for her to be in control of how much of me she takes. And it’s less likely for me to miscalculate a thrust. She giggled when we hit the bed. That giggle quickly became a moan as she held her hips and positioned her so her slick pussy rubbed against my hard-on. 

That devious smile was on her lips as she rubbed herself over my length. I groaned as she teased me, my tip brushing against her entrance before she slid back down, coating me with her juices. I wanted to take control and impale her on my dick, but I didn’t. I wouldn’t do that to her. When I was about to lose my mind, I grabbed her hips harder to make her stop.

“I’m close too.” Regina moaned as she repositioned.

I clenched my jaw and watched in awe as this perfect creature that I’m still not sure I’m worthy of having lowered herself on my length. I wasn’t sure how much she’d take, but Regina likes proving she should never be underestimated. And it took her a few shallow thrusts, taking more of my dick each time, before she took all of me.

“Fuck…” I growled at the feeling of fully being inside her.

“Fuck….” Regina echoed as she started moving.

I let her set the pace, moving my hips to match and holding hers to try and help her. I hissed as she clawed at my chest each time she took me in fully. Our pace started slow, but soon, eagerness gave way, and she started to move faster. I knew I was close, and given how her pussy fluttered around my dick, she wasn’t far either.

‘Now. We need to mark her now.’ Cain insisted.

As if she knew what I was thinking, she moved her hair to put her neck on display. “Ivan… please… mark me.” She moaned as she bared her neck to me.

Who would turn away that offer? Certainly not me. Everything instinct told me to mark her, make her mine, and be marked by her. That pessimistic voice was muzzled and thrown into a bottomless pit. I sat up and nuzzled into her neck, licking the spot I planned to mark. She stilled as I sank my teeth in. 

I could already feel the half-bond start to link her to me. I could feel the emotions rolling through her body—the ecstasy, joy, relief, desire, and then the tiny amount of pain and worry. I licked the blood from her neck as I rocked up into her, using my hold on her hips to keep her moving.

“Your turn,” I said as I offered my neck.

There was no hesitation as she bit my neck, claiming me as hers forever. As our bond was completed, the power surge sent us both over the edge. As we both orgasm, we exchanged slightly sloppy kisses and moaned in pleasure. As the wave of pleasure slowly faded, she slumped against my chest.

We didn’t speak. We didn’t need to. We were catching our breaths as I gently moved us to lay on our side, slipping out of her in the movement. I watched her blissful expression as I pushed some hair from her face.

“Told you that you wouldn’t break me.” She smiled and kissed me.

I chuckled softly as she snuggled into my embrace. I sighed as I realized she’d fallen asleep. I may not have broken her, but I certainly wore her out. I don’t know what I did to deserve her, but I’ll try to prove to myself and others that I am. 

I carefully dislodged myself from her embrace, removed her heels, blew out the candles, and then returned to bed. She sought me out in her sleep as she snuggled back into my arms. I let myself fall asleep, content with her in my arms.