Fated To The Lycan Brothers
Chapter 115

Atlas Wolfe

After we got back from Norway, I continued to watch Suri's every move like I was waiting for something to happen or somebody to appear and try to take her away from us again.

I've never been this fucking fidgety and paranoid before, but this whole experience has triggered something in me and I can't help but follow her everywhere, even if it's just to go to the bathroom.

Wes and Devon understood my sentiment clearly and since I'm the only one not behind on all of our classes since we started catching up online before school started again, they've tasked me to be Suri's 24/7 bodyguard. Suri, on the other hand, is not as forgiving. She is usually all up for my overprotectiveness-clinginess-but after a week of it, she finally stares me down, arms crossed in front of her chest, and tells me to get over it.

"I know we've all been through a rough time, but we're home now, and unless you've forgotten, it turns out I'm a strong as fuck Lycan Princess with magical abilities, so I think I can handle myself just fine, thank you very much."

I love that she is able to assert herself even more now and I mean, I do agree that she is also special and strong. Hell, she managed to kill those three fuckers when my brothers and I were incapacitated all by herself, but she is still my Suri, and I'm not protecting her because she's a girl.

I'm protecting her because she's my girl.

When I told her that, she blushed like crazy and tried to hide it, but failed, then she proceeded to tell me to still get over it.

One morning, the day before going back to the academy, while Wes is busy helping Dev with more recovery movements that Queen Ariesa taught them, I snuck into Suri's room while she was taking a shower after our morning run.

When she came out, looking like a goddess in just a towel, and her soft skin glowing with water droplets all over her body, she narrowed her eyes at me.

I bite my lip as my eyes roamed all over her body, and fuck, I'm too turned on and I don't think I can hold it off any longer.

The doctor said no strenuous activities for a few more weeks, but fuck this, the doctor doesn't know how hard it is to contain yourself when your girlfriend was Suri fucking Nightingale.

"What are you doing here?" She asked with a raised brow.

I kept my eyes locked on her as I closed her door behind me. Her expression becomes even more curious. She knows what I'm here for.

I don't answer her question with words, instead I do it with actions, starting off with taking my shirt off while I walk towards her. Step by step, she watches me with eagle eyes as I get closer to her and by the time I am standing merely inches away from her, I only have my boxers on.

"Atlas, what are-" She let out a gasp when I grabbed her by her a*s and lifted her into my arms.

I lowered my head down to her neck and inhaled her intoxicating scent, breathing deeply as I closed my eyes and took all of her in. God damn, I missed this. I missed her.

She winds her arms around my neck and gently strokes her fingers through my hair, her breathing and my breathing mixing as one and I could feel both of our hearts thumping loudly in our chests.

What the fuck would I have done if I lost her?

"I'm right here, Atlas..." She mumbled onto my skin as if reading my thoughts at that exact moment, and the warmth of her breath sent shivers all over my body.

Fuck, this woman owns me.

I pulled away from her neck, looking at Suri and staring into her gorgeous eyes that I couldn't help but get a little lost in every single time.

I let out a sigh and shook my head. "I'm sorry, I can't help it. The feeling of not knowing what was happening to you and if we were ever going to replace you, it... it was agonizing. I couldn't fucking breathe every time I think-"

Suri cut me off when she grabbed my whole chin with her hand and gave me a hard look. "Then stop fucking thinking."

She had never looked so dominant and absolutely sexy and recovering be damned, I'm going to fuck her brains out.

I didn't even think for another second before leaning forward and taking her lips with mine and at the first touch, my body and my wolf groaned in absolute goddamn pleasure.

Every worry and negative thought I had flying off the window in seconds when she kissed back, pushing and desperate for more and yes, god damn it, yes.

I walked-ran-to her bed, dropping her gently and falling on top of her, catching myself on one arm before I crushed her body with mine.

"I need you," she moaned softly as she pushed her hips forward, brushing against my clearly hard cock being strained in my boxers.

And she doesn't have to say anything else because heaven and hell knows I need her as much as she needs me.

Suri Nightingale

I swear I've been blessed from doing something amazing in my past life because Atlas fucking Wolfe is pleasuring me like I'm the last woman on earth and c*********s has just been discovered on this very day.

He rubs my most sensitive spot mercilessly, crooking his fingers inside me and thrusting over and over while I squirm underneath him. My hands grip and tousle his hair from the s****l bliss, no idea how to go about the waves of pleasure drowning me. The moans and groans I let out is sinful at its finest especially when I come, gush ing all over his mouth and he makes sure to clean up every last drop of.

I think I blacked out for a millisecond because the next thing I know, he's off his boxers and Jesus, Mother Mary, and Joseph, there it is, my most prized possession and a sight to behold that the top seven wonders of the world have nothing on it. Atlas is eating up how much I'm drooling at his masterpiece of a body and my face flushed at seeing him stare at me intently while he positioned his cock right in front of my entrance.

Before I could say anything else, he thrusts into me, and his hardness completely tears me open and every inch of him sinks into my pussy and it's perfect. It's more than perfect. Whatever word is in the dictionary stronger than perfect then that's what it is. He kisses me with fiery passion, sucking and licking all over my mouth, down my throat, my breasts. He owns me.

More than that, he's invaded every fiber of my body and he's driving me absolutely fucking insane, and the best part? I know I do the exact same thing to him.

Atlas begins to go faster, harder, desperate and wild that it's like he can't seem to slow down, and I don't want him to. I hold onto him tight, my nails clawing his back and I scream his name over and over again.

Pants, moans, and groans filling every corner of my room.

"Yes, Atlas, yes!" I moaned and this only makes him go harder, pounding into me without stopping, and something about his eagerness triggers something in me and I want to take control.

I want to own every inch of Atlas, inside and out.

"Switch," I ordered him and he blinked at me confused for a second before I tapped his a*s and tilted my head in a gesture and he understood what I wanted.

When he's underneath me, he licks his lips and his eyes go over my body with pure l**t.

I love it.

And I love the way his cock fills me up from this position, and when I start to move, my body angled towards his chest so that I can take every millimeter of his cock even deeper, Atlas lets out the most obscene groan in his existence. "Fuuuuuck me, baby, that's- that's- fuck!" He shouted, unable to even form a single coherent sentence, while he slapped my a*s, the sound traveling in my room and I went faster, harder, bouncing on his hardness like I was made for this. I was made to control Atlas and bring him to the highest point of the cliff and bring him to his edge.

It almost feels like we're trying to tear each other apart, our hands gripping all over each other's bodies, our mouths sucking and kissing hard everywhere, and it's not out of hatred. On the contrary, it's out of pure love and [**t for each other that we can't help but let the desire take control of us.

When Atlas grabbed me from the back of my neck and rolled his tongue on his mark, my entire body shuddered and my pussy got wetter for him, the sound of his cock going in and out of me just something else. I'm obsessed.

I don't want to stop. I want this to go on forever, but it's impossible and I could already feel my climax coming, and based on how hard Atlas is getting, so is he.

Before I knew it, something inside me was activated and I could feel my fangs coming out of me.

Oh, god. I want to mark him. That's what's happening.

"Do it, baby. Mark me. I want to be all yours." Atlas moaned as he placed his hands on my waist, tightening his grip as he continued to thrust his cock deep into me. And fuck, that's all I've ever wanted, too.

I'm not entirely sure what I'm doing, but I lowered myself down to him, and as I moved my hips to take every inch of his cock, I sank my teeth into his neck and that's when I felt it.

It was like an explosion, every part of me was activated, and it seeped into my limbs, coursed through my veins, and took over me. Atlas took over me.

I felt his body shudder underneath me, heavy breaths and groans as he came, thrusting himself into me a few more times before we're both spent and I collapsed on top of him.

He brushes my hair, stroking it gently, and whispers softly into my ear.

"My perfect mate..." He says and he doesn't know he's exactly the same to me as well.

I touch my mark on his neck and feel my cheeks burn and I can't stop but smile like an idiot.

"Did it hurt?" I asked, a little worried.

Atlas shook his head. "Nothing I can't handle, and besides, my girl made sure I was drowning in pleasure beforehand." He commented before licking his lips and I swear I felt his cock still inside me throb again. His eyebrow quirked at me and suddenly I heard his voice, but not his physical voice per se, it was like a thought in my head.

"Round two?" He teased and I am equal parts shocked, fascinated, and blushed.

"Oh my god, you're inside my head!" I exclaimed in amusement.

He chuckled, looking entertained at my reaction. "Yeah, I quite like being inside you."

"Atlas!" I gently tapped his chest before maneuvering my body to get off him, but he beat me to it, keeping me on his hips as he gripped my waist.

He gives me a panty-eviscerating grin. "Who said we were done, baby girl? We were just getting started. I've had blue balls for months recovering in that castle, so we have a lot to make up for." Oh my sweet merciful lord.

Atlas was as persistent as the last.

My body was sore all throughout the day because of him, but I'd be lying if I said it wasn't worth it.

Later in the evening, when Wes and Dev got back home, the two only took five seconds to look at us to realize what we had been doing.

And I knew it wouldn't be too long until both of them would officially be marked and mine as well.