3. mate

Mature content. Read at your own risk.

At the club.

Callum saw Alex when he was taking a girl with him, but he did not see the girl's face, which got him curious about what had happened. "Why is he carrying a woman in princess style?" Did he finally find his mate? He questioned himself; he wanted to go after him, but the lady with him had stopped him by sitting on his lap, and before he could push her away, Alex had already left.

He opened the backseat door of his car and put the lady inside. He also entered the driver's seat and drove off.

He looked through the rearview mirror and saw that the girl was squirming and talking in her sleep. He could tell that the girl was uncomfortable, but he kept driving until he stopped in front of a hotel.

He got out of the car and went to the backseat. He tried to carry her, but she was already awake. She pushed him away.

"Let go of me." She said she was pushing the man away.

He also did not let her go; the grip of his hands around her was so tight that she couldn't wriggle away. "Hold on, you're drunk." He said this before closing the door of the car.

Sam! It's you. Are you here to take me home? The girl asked, touched his face with her hands gently, and smiled in her drunken state.

He felt a form of coldness in his body, especially when she touched his face, but he frowned at once when he heard her call another guy's name.

He waved it off and carried her, but this time he carried her over his shoulder and headed inside.

He went to reception and asked for the card for his room. Without wasting his time, the receptionist gave him a card. She knew what kind of trouble she could get into if she delayed him.

He left the reception and went to his special room in the hotel. He opened it, walked to the bed, and dropped her on the bed. She also lied with her back on the bed, her hair sprawled on the bed. She was smiling before she suddenly frowned.

"This place is hot," the lady said. She got down from the bed and tried to remove her clothes, but she had a little trouble with the zip.

Alex, who was fighting with his wolf, suddenly said. "Don't you dare remove your clothes; just sleep and sober up." He tried to move closer to her, to push her into the blanket on the bed, but he stopped at once when he saw that the girl had removed her gown; it was only her red lacy bra and pants that were on her. He swallowed hard and turned around instantly.

"What do you think you're doing? Touch her." His wolf said. Alex was trying to keep himself from touching her, even when he knew that he was so hard, and the only thing he could think of was to leave the room instantly. He was about to run out when he heard the girl say, "I'm so hot, Sam."

He stopped at once and looked at her. He was so angry at the fact that the girl kept saying another man's name.

Immediately, he turned to her and slammed his lips on her, making her fall to the bed. He kissed her hard like he had been starved for years.

His hands slowly went to her bra and he unhooked it. He stopped kissing her and looked at her firm, perky breasts. He felt like a hungry beast.

He looked back at the girl, who had not recovered from the kissing. He kissed and sucked her neck; he kept tracing his kisses from her neck to her shoulders till he finally got to her breast. He kissed and sucked one of her breasts, while his other hand was fondling the other one.

The girl kept on moaning. He traced his kisses again to her stomach, and with one swift move, he removed her pants and rubbed her slowly. He dipped his middle finger into her private place, and made some movement. Ha. Sa. Sam. The lady moaned.

He was so angry that, at once, he stopped everything he was doing to her. He held her legs and placed them around his waist.

He forced himself into her at once without pleasuring her anymore; she was so tight, but he kept on slamming into her. The lady also held on tight; her hands were holding his back tightly. She kept on moaning and moaning. "Sam."

"Just stop saying the damn name." Alex cursed. This time, he went in deeper and harder.

Then suddenly, his wolf said it again. "Mate, mark her." He felt his canines getting long, so he dipped his teeth into her neck. The girl moaned in pain; even though she was not in her right senses, she felt the pain.

He licked the blood and kissed her neck without stopping his movements on her. The girl was also moaning more and more, till they finally reached their climax.

He looked at the lady who had already fallen asleep; he could feel himself getting hard again, but he kept it to himself. He touched her cheeks lightly before taking his hands away.

"I hope you're happy." He said this to his wolf before falling asleep. He was so weak that he also couldn't move a muscle. It was what Callum gave him that was having an effect on him.