Sold To My Alpha Mate

Venom’s POV

My family accepted Maya and that was the highlight of the day for me. After we finished eating, I left her to explore the house while I went to sort out issues regarding the pack.

Who would think that a group of werewolves would actually require a lot of paperwork to run.

I sat somewhere comfortable where I could do things without disturbance, but disturbance was never an issue. The issue that was actually bothering me was the thought of Maya.

I remembered the kiss and touching her, I wanted the warmth from her again. I wanted her touching me, I wanted that love and acceptance again that our bodies experienced.

I dropped the papers in my hands on the desk and laughed at myself. I had barely been able to do anything in minutes.

There was no possible excuse I could use to get away with her again that would even justify my conscience and the reason.

“What can I say, what can I say?” I was having a monologue with myself.

An idea popped in my head, she had suggested getting the clothes for training earlier. I thought about it again, it would be unwise to stress her.

I struggled through the little I could do and finished up. The first thing I went out to do afterwards was to go find her.

She didn’t seem to be in her room, neither was she out in the living room.

“Heyy, have you seen the new lady in?” I asked one of the workers in the home.

“She went towards the garden, sir.” He informed me.

I went straight there and imagined what she could have possibly gone to do there, but I was surprised when I got there.

The first thing that hit my ears as I walked towards the garden was the grunt of a female and I could immediately tell she was the one.

My sight finally reached her and I saw her training all by herself. She was trying out a few exercises on her own. I was more than impressed.

I stood staring for some minutes until she finished up and I began to clap for her. She jumped and turned to her back. She was startled.

“Heyy, don’t be shocked. I watched everything you did.” I told her, smiling at her.

I could see her clearly blush and it was funny that I could get her to be like that.

” Don’t sneak up on me like that again.” She protested.

” I’m sorry, I won’t do that again. I just came to check up on you and it seems you’ve been doing well enough.” I complimented her.

“Thank you very much.” She was appreciative and I really liked that about her.

“You can continue training. There’s no issue. I won’t be a bother, don’t worry.” I suggested.

She seemed reluctant, but she gave in. Her moves were stuff at first, but she finally got into the mood and she was flexible and flying all over the place. I was impressed and got into the mood to spar with her.

“Wait, wait.” I spoke and she halted. She turned towards where I stood expecting something.

“Can you let me join you? And I like what you did with your dress. That’s a lot of innovation.”

She smiled, ” thank you.”

I rolled up my sleeves and the two of us began sparring. It was a weaponless one and while I replied solely on my strength, her speed and flexibility was matchless. She was quick as the wind and floated through the air like a butterfly.

I got to pin her at one point and she turned things over, having me below her while she was on top. She hesitated to do anything. I looked into her eyes and I could feel the synergy was matching already.

Somehow, my hands found their way to her head and I pulled her closer, going for a kiss again. Every time I thrusted my head upwards, my lips caressed every inch of her mouth.

It was a sensual experience, one of the best I ever had. We continued tongue kissing with reckless abandon without minding anybody that might have been watching including the workers.

Her hair was constantly falling on my face and when I would pull to her back, her face would always look brand new to me like I had never set my eyes on her before.

Just before things would escalate between us, I slowed down and we both separated. She had her head onh arms while we both laid on the grass.Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“What if things don’t work out?” She popped the question out of the blue. I wasn’t expecting that kind of question from someone who was so determined to complete the fight and win.

“I don’t really know. Why don’t we spend less time thinking about the bad and we can stay positive.” I told her, anything that would bring her mood down would be the most defective thing in the process of her training.

“Yes,” I’ll do just that, she nodded with her head still on my arm. We stayed in that position for some time and I didn’t want it to end. I speculated she had felt the same way and that was why she had brought up the question.

I held her closer and we stayed there for some time, but the passion between us was slowly rising again and we began to kiss each other, but slowly this time around.

We would go top to bottom lip, slowly, savouring every taste that entered our mouth. I loved it, I loved how she smelled. I loved the taste of her lips. How she moaned gently while I touched her body and rubbed every part I could get my hands on.

I climbed on top and I was already moving my hands away from her face where they were before. I went to other parts of her body and just then, there was an interruption.

We had actually hit a couple of woods that were by a corner. The two of us laughed at how clumsy we had been with the whole thing.

We lifted ourselves up and went into the house where we would finally rest for the day. The next day was promising.