Chapter 349: Union (2)**
Seeing Lyne’s signature faint smile, Boris knew that he had finally loosened her enough for her to feel comfortable with them making love. Aiming his throbbing shaft against her slit, he felt little resistance as he slid right in, her cave clinging onto him tightly.
"N-NGhh!!"
"Tell
to stop, Lyne. Oh, you’re so tight..." Boris gasped as if he was also in pain like her.
Lyne bit her lower lip. Her body stilled because of the sudden sharp pain tearing her apart.
Boris also stopped, looking at her with concern. "Are you alright? I’m sorry if I’m a bit big. I promise the discomfort will fade in ti..." he murmured as he showered her face with soft kisses as if to soothe her pain.
He started caressing her body as well, massaging every curve gently. Instead of answering, Lyne inhaled deeply as she moved her hips and buttock, indulging him to thrust deep within her. "Don’t stop..." she humd as she pulled his head in to kiss him passionately so that he wouldn’t hesitate. She wanted this, and this pain was nothing for the chance to give him her appreciation.
Even while she was being taken, Lyne still tried her best to be composed, and Boris couldn’t help but take it as a challenge as he kept up a level pace. He was finally in his elent, and he worked her body in ways that he knew would give his beloved mate the experience she needed to get over whatever it was that she was uncomfortable about.
She started moaning inside his mouth when she felt him go all in. He buried himself wholly before gently pulling out, only to gently thrust himself back in again. He kept up with the rhythm, adjusting based on her own pace. He was considerate of her needs, and she eventually got used to his length the longer they did the deed.
"A-Ahh! B-Boris..." Lyne murmured when pleasure finally mixed in with her discomfort.
"Don’t be shy, love," he smiled, caressing her face even as he kept on thrusting into her. "You can let it out. There’s nothing that will stop you from doing so."
Intensifying his thrusts, Boris kept a close eye on her body’s reactions, adjusting to her needs even as he felt his peak rapidly approaching. Imdiately, the thought of plowing her with his seed ca to mind. They would be a family now, and that thought alone brought so much bliss in him.
"I-I’m about to cum, Lyne," he groaned out, his pace rapidly accelerating.
"M– too..." Lyne humd back as the pain disappeared and pleasure engulfed her being.
"I’ll mark you now, baby..." Boris whispered into her ear. This was the best ti to mark her and complete their Mate Bond.
Boris groaned as he then watched Lyne practically offer up her shoulder to him. With her eyes almost staring impatiently at her, he imdiately readied himself to complete their Mate Bond.
His fangs elongated as he whispered, "Hang on..."
With one final warning, Boris bit down, his fangs sinking deliciously onto her skin as his mark began to form.
"A-ARRGH!!"
Lyne scread, her body shivering as her hands and legs quickly found themselves wrapping tightly around his body. Doing his best to alleviate the pain, Boris began caressing her body at a heightened pace. He knew that she was responding well despite her apprehension, and he quickly took advantage of it by thrusting faster, harder, and deeper. It was heavenly, marking her and taking her like this.
"Nghh... Mpphh..."
He almost let out a sigh of relief as he felt her relax under his embrace. His fangs were still doing their work, but Lyne had visibly taken a more positive feeling from the experience the mont the bond between them ford.
"That’s it... Relax..." he murmured as he continued to pound inside of her. "Focus on the pleasure..."
Lyne wled and writhed as he quickened his pace, her fluids seeping through her core and lubricating him more as he intensified his pounding. His mber was about to explode, but he waited for her to cum first.
"Lyne, cum with
baby," he groaned as he continued to thrust in and out of her core as deep as he could get.
"A-AH-"
"Don’t fight it, Lyne," he reassured her as he felt her starting to seize up. "Let it flow..."
"A-AHHH!!!"
With one last thrust, the two of them reached their peak. Boris buried his mber deep into her, letting his seed settle inside her body as she writhed in the throes of her own orgasm. His body slumped on top of her, but he made sure not to give his full weight on top of her. He was still hard inside of her, but he knew he had to pull out of her for now and check in on her. Kissing her lips, he then gently pulled his mber out.
Panting, Boris laid beside her, soothing his tired mate as she heaved.
"Thank you for accepting ..." Boris lovingly whispered as he scooped Lyne’s body closer into his embrace. "Completing the Mate Bond is equivalent to being officially married to us werewolves, but let’s still do things right according to your tradition, Lyne..."
Still panting, Lyne faintly narrowed her eyes at him, a hint of amusent in her irises as she called him out. "You... You didn’t even warn ..."
"O-Oh..." Boris sheepishly smiled. "Yeah... Sorry about that..."
"It’s fine," Lyne sighed before letting out a small scoff. "It... It would’ve happened eventually... Raine would be thrilled..."
"She would, wouldn’t she," Boris chuckled. "Anyway, I want to register our marriage... and give you the grand wedding ceremony you deserve. We can do it inside the Convel Society or the Moon Clan. Or even both if that’s what you wish."
"There’s no need for that. I’m sure you’re well aware of how I keep things simple, so there’s no need for sothing so grand," Lyne weakly chuckled." We can register our marriage as early as tomorrow, then we can celebrate our union with... your pack... We can simply inform my family here at the Moon Clan."
"Whatever is it that you want, my Luna," Boris humd in happiness. "You’ve made
the happiest man alive on earth right now... I love you so much, my mate... my Luna... my Lyne..."
"You call
by so many nas," Lyne chuckled. "A while ago, ’it’s baby.’ Then there’s ’my mate,’ ’my Luna,’ and ’my Lyne’..."
"My everything..." Boris added before he suddenly hovered on top of her again.
Lyne’s face blushed as she whispered, "That’s too long. Hmm, just call
by my na, Boris. I like how you lovingly you say it, and I’ll do the sa, my Boris... I love you."
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