Mated To An Hybrid

“Should we be worried about those words?”, Serah asked.

Brian was at home, sipping a glass of martini. He recounted everything that had happened to her and he could tell that she shared the same concern with him. Wilfed wasn’t known to say something when he didn’t mean it and this only proved that he was warning them about something.

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“That’s what I’m trying to understand. To be honest darling, I don’t know what to think anymore. Wilfed could be so cunny and at the same time wise. That’s what makes him a great leader of his pack”, Brian said.

“I’ll tap into my magic later on and find out where we stand. Baby, please don’t worry about those words”, Serah said.

She snuggled into his outstretched arms, breathing in his intoxicating scent. She could feel the tension by the way his arms gripped her fiercely. For the past few weeks, this has been his constant mood. She couldn’t blame him though because the life they both loved was dangerous, a never ending battle between those who wanted to see them defeated by all means.

“Thank you love, that would be helpful”, Brian smiled.

“Hmm… Not quite”, Serah said, straddling his waist.

Like a flash, Brian’s tiredness was gone. He sat up with her still on his laps. He could tell that she was about to get naughty and he couldn’t wait for the ride.

Serah unbuttoned her blouse, flinging it to the far side of the room. Brian groaned when he saw that she didn’t wear a bra. Her nipples perked up at him under the powerful Chandelier that hung from the ceiling. He cupped a breast, kneading it in his warm hands. His mate was going to be the death of him and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

“No bra? I like”, he said, plucking a nipple in his mouth.

Serah groaned from the heated sensation of Brian’s mouth on her breasts. The feeling flooded through her as she grinded her heat into his already hard member.

Brian switched to the next breast, sending her to an all timt high. Serah moaned shamelessly, her eyes beginning to close from the pleasure her mate was giving to her.

“Brian”, she gasped.

“Not quite”, he groaned.

He flipped her over the couch, her ass in the air for his bidding. Brian gripped her already soaked panties, shredding it without a second thought. Now, she was fully exposed to him. Her perfectly round ass glistened under the light as his mate patiently waited.

“Such a beautiful ass”, Brian chuckled.

He dipped two fingers into her wet fold loving the way she was wet and ready for him. Serah trembled, gripping the chair for support lest she falls to the ground.

“Who’s ass is this?”, Brian growled.

Serah remained quiet, testing his patience. She wanted to see him fall apart from her sensous body. She felt a sharp sting on her butt cheek, Brian had just slapped her. Serah looked behind her and saw him grin manically.

“Oh, you want to play that game? Then, be my guest”, Brian said, slapping her butt again.

“Yours. It’s yours”, Serah cried out.

The sensation was too raw for her. Her magic was heightened now and together with Brian’s assault, she was on overdrive.

“Say it again”, Brian growled.

“Yours Brian, it’s yours”, Serah cried.

“That’s a good girl”, he said, rubbing the sting.

“I hate you, you know that”, Serah laughed.

“Too bad pretty girl, you’re stuck with me. Now, you better hold on for this ride”, Brian growled.

Without warning, he slammed into her, sending her over the edge. Serah cried out from the pleasure, gripping the chair firmly. Her mate worked his way into her, thrusting into her with all the love he could muster.

“Serah! I love you”, Brian groaned.

She smiled, grinding on his erection. She watched with pleasure as his face scrunched up with concentration. Serah loved being in control, she loved bringing him down to her knees and the way to do that was with her body.

“I’m going to-“, Serah moaned.

Together, they both went over the edge. Brian pulled out of her, grabbing her as he settled them on the couch.

“You’ll be the death of me, you know that”, Brian smiled.

“Then you’ll die a happy death”, Serah giggled.

She was relaxed, free and happy to be in the hand’s of her lover. Brian knew just how to put her over the edge then bring her back to sanity. For him, she could loose any semblance of control she had.

“Do you have to go to the office tomorrow?”, Serah asked.

The weather was beginning to get cold even for her wolf. She shivered as her mate put his large hands over her body, shielding her from the cold.

“Yes, I need to. There are some stuffs I need to take care of. It’s concerning some of my properties in other states”, Brian said.

“Okay, just be careful babe and especially around Wilfred”, Serah said.

“I will. You can trust me on that, I don’t plan on doing anything risky especially now that you’re mine”, Brian sighed.

He nozzled her neck, breathing in the intoxicating scent of after sex. Anytime he was with her, he felt as if all his problems had magically gone away. Serah had that charm about her, she made one feel safe.

“That’s better. If you don’t, I swear it, I’ll haunt you even in your sleep”, she laughed.

Brian chuckled but he knew that it could be partly true especially with the kind of person she was. A hybrid doesn’t say things without going on with it and Serah was one hybrid who stood by her words.

“How are your friends? Jack and Killian?”, she asked.

Brian told her all about his friend’s help and how they had stood by him when the club was attacked. Serah chuckled when he learnt that Jack was expecting a baby. She couldn’t believe that the strict and somewhat quiet man would soon become a father.

Just then, Brian’s phone rang from where he had tossed it earlier. He picked it up, staring at the strange caller ID. It was a private number, one he didn’t have stored on his phone. With the kind of life he lived, he was weary of picking up strange numbers that wasn’t saved on his phone.

“Hello”, he growled.

Brian listened to the other person on the end of the phone. His face changed from fury to anger then finally to fear. Serah gripped his hands as she trembled upon seeing the look on his face.

“Talk to me please”, Serah begged.

“It’s my father, he just had a stroke”, he said, finally.