Alpha's replacement bride is destined mate-Chapter 27 I Want You
Klaus’s kiss was as intense as everything else. He grasped Emily by her hair. His hip thrust between Emily’s thighs, and it felt like a claim of ownership.
Emily mirrored his movements and kissed him back. She finally relinquished control and gave herself to the man.
When his tongue slipped into Emily’s mouth, she tasted him. Klaus’s kiss was nearly suffocating
"Klaus," Emily gasped, opening her mouth wider to meet him.
"Peach," Klaus growled, his hip slamming into Emily’s once more.
"I’m a fucking adorable girl," Emily said, trying to keep up with his aggression.
Klaus withdrew his cock, then guiding it into Emily’s mouth.
"You’re mine now," he declared, pushing it back into Emily’s body.
"My cock is coated with peach juice, making you mine."
He tilted his head and deepened their kiss, their teeth scraping against each other, their tongues entwining.
"I’ll bury myself in this pussy forever," he promised.
Emily whimpered. Her untrained hips rolled instinctively to meet him. Her hands clutched at his broad, muscular shoulders.
With Emily’s tongue in his mouth, he thrust into her even harder.
"Let me in," Klaus growled, his voice muffled by their lips.
He lunged at her violently, his massive cock filling her vagina tightly, and the pleasure intensified with each thrust.
As he reached the deepest part of her vagina, he could sense the resistance ahead, and he knew that he must pierce through that fragile barrier of her hymen.
For that was the only way for her to transition from a girl to a woman.
"Hurry up," he urged.
Klaus’s free hand, the one not tangled in Emily’s hair, reached down, grasped her leg, and lifted it until her knee hooked around his forearm, spreading her wider.
"Let me fucking come in!" he snapped.
Before Emily could respond, he stood up, thrusting into her deeper than ever before.
The hand that had been gripping Emily’s hair softened, and Klaus’s fingers began to gently massage her scalp.
"That’s it. That’s my sweet girl. It feels so good to be inside you. It’s deep."
"Klaus," Emily moaned, a hint of pain in her voice.
Klaus’s hips continued their relentless motion, and the arms supporting Emily’s legs lifted her higher, spreading her even wider. The fingers massaging her hair provided a contrasting softness and soothing sensation.
"That’s it, Peach," Klaus’s words burned in Emily’s ears. "Take me there. Feel me."
"I am," Emily choked out. "I do."
Klaus’s tongue ran over Emily’s temples, licking away her tears.
Klaus’s insertions were slow, just a little, but his strength was still punishing. Each time their bodies collided, it was with savage intensity.
"I need you to do one more thing for me, Peach. Give me one more thing."
Emily nodded. "I’ll do anything."
Klaus’s breath brushed against Emily’s cheek. "I need to feel this virgin pussy all over my cock."
"I..."
Klaus interrupted her response by pressing his mouth back to Emily’s. This time, the kiss was slower. With a gentle movement, she met him halfway.
They groaned as Emily clung to Klaus, so close.
"You’re close," he groaned.
"Yes, yes."
Klaus took Emily’s lower lip between his teeth and bit down gently on her nipple
"Oh my God! I’m coming."
Klaus’s hand, which had been tangled in Emily’s hair, flattened on the back of her head, pulling her closer as he supported his full weight on his elbow.
Emily wrapped her arms and legs around him, curling up on top of him, her face buried in his neck, her fingers dancing over Emily’s clitoris. "Let me play the crescendo."
"Say it again," he growled. "Call my name when you come."
He lifted Emily’s body, and as his fingers closed around her clit, his cock hit the back wall, and she was on the verge of exploding.
"Klaus!" Emily’s cries were hoarse.
However, Emily’s cries elicited no mercy from Klaus, who, on the contrary, thrust his hips faster.
"That’s it, Peach," Klaus panted, saying, "Come to me. Squeeze my cock until it shoots my cum all over you."
More tears rolled down Emily’s eyes, and the glittering trails etched themselves into Klaus’s memory, pushing him closer to the edge.
Klaus growled into her hair and pushed himself as deep as he could, his cock pulsing as he emptied his testicles into her vagina.
Emily’s whimpers echoed in Klaus’s ears, and her supple body writhed beneath him. Klaus could feel Emily’s pleasure building between them.
"Perfect," Klaus praised.
Klaus ran his fingers over her sweet pussy and up her belly, but then her breathing stopped.
"Emily," Klaus’s voice was slightly confused, and he could barely make sense of his own words.
She didn’t reply.
"Emily!"
Slowly, ever so slowly, Klaus’s gaze shifted to the girl’s naked body. Her pretty pink pussy.
The crimson splash of her virginal blood. Beads of sweat and blood trickled down the sides of her thighs. It took a few seconds for her eyes to slowly open. As she looked at him, her once-clear eyes were veiled in a haze.
She was weak and breathless, and her body was covered with crystals and fine drops of perspiration. The sea breeze of the night swept over her, but she felt no chill, and the lust that remained in her was still burning, and had not yet abated.
She felt hot and tired.
Klaus picked her up with both hands, and he walked steadily into the cabin. He laid Emily gently on the bed, and covered her with a blanket.
Then he went into the bathroom, and in a few minutes came back to her with a warm wet towel, which he used to gently wipe away the remaining virgin blood between her legs, and by the time he had done all this Emily was fast asleep from exhaustion.
After hearing Emily’s even breathing, Klaus decided to leave her alone. So he stepped lightly onto the deck, and he looked at the spot where they had made love, and as he breathed he could still smell the scent of him and Emily mingling in the air.
The thought of his taking away Emily’s most precious first night made Klaus feel both happy and a little guilty. He had been too rough with her just now, but he could not help himself. He wanted her too much.
"Maybe I should do something for her." Klaus muttered to himself.
