Chapter 26. An Unexpected Mate

Piper

When Leighton didn’t return from his chat with the princess at the party, it took me a while to realise he had ditched me for her.

Now I was seeing them together they had changed, whatever was going on had jumped up a whole level. If I know didn’t any better I would guess they were mates, Fri the way they were acting, but trying to keep it under wraps. I was torn between hurt that Leighton would keep something so big from me and jealousy that he might belong to her.

“What do you think?” I asked Izzy when Leighton came down to training, late, but at least alone.

“If he isn’t her mate then he is definitely bedding her because her block is still up.”

“Won’t she get in trouble for that ?”

“Only if the Kings finds out..”

Luke ushered her away as some wolf was at the gate.

“Why don’t we go with her?”

“Why?”

“I don’t know Piper, I have a good feeling.”

My wolf did a happy dance in my head, oblivious to my bad mood.

My mood didn’t improve as we were instructed to abandon training, knowing no doubt it was something to do with the princess.

“They are having party, come with me and meet my brother.” Izzy offered. Despite our very obvious differences we seemed to have struck up a friendships of sorts.

“Okay.” I replied, it wasn’t like I had anything better to do.

Unsure a little of what to wear I opted for the red dress I bought to seduce Leighton, in case he turned up and I was wrong about the whole mate thing. I didn’t let the fact that he hadn’t noticed me in it before deter me.

As soon I walked into the room I could smell the most amazing scent.

“Mate, they are here, Find them.” My little wolf did a happy dance in my head.

I followed my nose until I found the source of the mouth watering scent. Standing next to Leighton and the princess was a strange wolf. He was tall and broad and had an air of importance. I saw him stiffen as I moved closer, my scent hitting him.

I watched as he very slowly turning round, not drawing any attention to himslef as he my eyes met his. I shook in anticipation of him claiming me. My body buzzed with excitement that this was finally here.

Leighton looked between us and I saw him whisper to the princess. Still my mate hadn’t spoken, I saw the princess push him forward and he cleared his throat, marching towards me with long strides.

He uttered the one word I had waited so long for before claiming me in a passionate kiss. I breath stilled, I was so intoxicated with his smell that I struggled to breath.

“I’m Peter, what is my beautiful mates name?” His voice sounded similar to the princess, the name rang a bell too.

“Piper.” I managed to say eventually, my voice a breathy whisper.

“Piper… fittingly beautiful.”

He kissed me again, this time his hands grasping my waist as I moaned into his mouth, my hand securing themselves am around his neck as we shared another sizzling kiss.

“Wow.” I eventually managed to utter.

“Wow indeed.” He agreed kissing me again. I had forgotten where I was, so lost in the taste of my mate.

“While I would love to take this further, right now we must celebrate the princess’s birthday.” He released my waist and lacing his fingers with mine, he lead me over to the princess before I could even compute what was happening.

How was he so composted, I could feel my arousal soaking the scalp of fabric that constituted the thong I was wearing. I knew words would not be forming in my mind for a moment as I barely managed to get my legs to function in the direction he was pulling me.

I couldn’t concentrate on anything, I was desperate to be alone with him, it was torture as he chatted with the princess. Leighton seemed to like him and I forgot to even pay attention to his interaction with the princess as I was simply trying to get my raging hormones under control.

After what was probably a short while , but far too long for my liking, my mate pulled me to me outside.

Pining me up against the wall, partially hidden behind a bush, he sniffed my neck and moaned as he exhaled.

“You smell devine.”

“Why don’t we leave this party and have our own and have our own?” I breathed, tilting my head back as he kissed my neck. His hand ran down my back and cupped my a**.

Lifting my up with ease I wrapped my legs around his waist as he pushed me up against the wall.

His kisses were frantic now, like and I felt one hand leave my back as he pushed me harder against the wall, the right brick work digging into my skin.

His hand reached between my legs and disintegrated the slip of fabric between us. I felt his throbbing c*** at my entrance.

“I need to be inside you.” With with one push he was. The shock wore off immediately as he set of at a brutal pace, ramming his c**k deep inside me, his hand pressing my waist down on top of him while the rough stone grated against my back.

The pain only increased the feeling of ecstasy I could feel as my p***y clenched his c**k tightly. His groans becoming louder until I felt him jerk and still. He continued to pin me against the wall as he kissed me, his c**k still buried deep inside me.

The realisation that we were only partially hidden hit me as he pulled out, placing me gently in the floor. Zipping up his pants he picked up my ruined panties and used them to wipe the sticky mess from between my legs before throwing them in a nearby bin.

“We should get back to the party.” He took my hand and in my confusion I followed blindly.

The rest of the night he kept me pinned to his side, as he hovered near the princess at all times. Princess Isabelle seemed happy enough that we were mates. She had squeezed my hand reassuringly a few times.

Peter eventually left me with her for a moment to go speak with the other princess.

“Ah, so you are to be my a sister. I confess I always wondered if it might be Estelle, but I’m glad it’s not. He will be much safer now.” She smiled.

I found myself watching him, as he spoke to the Princess, Leighton’s hand seemed rather possessively placed on her waist but he didn’t seem to troubled otherwise.

“Peter is to be her royal advisor, so they will be spending a lot of time together.”

Isabelle told me as I stared at them across the room but my attention was caught by Leighton . I felt a ball of jealousy bubble inside me. The way his thumb was gently caressing her hip, the way he seemed to use any excuse to pull her closer. In fact now I was paying attention the s****l energy between them was almost palpable.

When they did manage to separate for even a moment the heated looks between them were not subtle.

All the while Peter was hovering nearby, not letting the princess out of his sight, always touching her arm or whispering in her ear.

I made my way over, needing to touch my mate. Relishing the sparks I felt him stiffen when I placed my hand on his arm.

Princess Estelle smiled brightly at me.

“Leighton will be so pleased. He gets to bring his friend.”

“Princess…”

“Come on Peter. I don’t expect you to keep anything from your mate. If we are doing this then she should know.”

“We will discuss this later.” He told her curtly but Leighton swept the princess onto the dance floor and she didn’t seem to care. I watched as he held her in his arms like she was the most precious thing in the world.

“Do you wish to dance?” I asked Peter.

“I’m not the dancing sort, but how about you show me your room?” He said his eyes roaming over my body.

“Are you okay to leave your princess”. I hated the way my voice sounded so bitter but even meeting my mate had been tarnished by her.

He leaned forward to whisper in my ear.

“I think my mate and I have some bonding to do.”

I couldn’t suppress the shudder of desire his tone invoked in me.

I let him lead me out of the party and then he followed me up to my room. We were barely inside when his hands were upon me, pushing my dress down so he could see my b*****. Pert and bouncy, I had always been proud of them and the look of desire he gave me almost caused me to melt as he roughly grabbed one.

“I need you of this dress so I can look at you.” Pushing it the rest of the way of I stood before him naked as he stared at me. Unbuttoning his trousers he took his c**k in his hand.

I stepped forward.”Let me help with that.” I licked my lips seductively.

“No.” He said sharply. “Let me look at you.” He roamed his eyes up and down my body as he continued to pump his own c***. I tried not to feel self conscious as he stared at me.

“On the bed.” He commanded, I almost wanted to defy him but something stopped me.

I lay on the bed while he moved between my legs. “Spread for me.” He instructed and I bent my knees to open my legs for him, baring my p***y for him to see.

Still with his c*** in one hand he bent down before me and I felt his mouth on my c***t, his tongue tasting me greedily.

The tension eased slightly as he licked and sucked at my p***y.

“You taste so good. Be a good girl and open wider for my c***.” He said just as I felt a orgasm start to build.

Roughly pushing my legs apart he speared me with his rampant c***. Sliding in easily he set of, slamming hard into me. Grunting with the effort of each deep penetration I whimpered in pain as he pressed my legs painfully apart in his haste to chase his release.

Hot tears sprung to my eyes and I felt his lips kiss them away.

“Shh, Shh, Shh.” He pumped into me a few more time before he jerked his hips, thirsting his c*** deep deep inside me and came.

Pausing only for a moment he kissed the salty tracks down my face.

“I’m sorry baby, you are so beautiful I got carried away. I want to fill you with my pups.”

He ever so gently removed himself but hovered above me.

“Forgive me. I’ll take care of you now.”

He started kissing and sucking on my marking spot, and the fiery pain in my thighs abated. Soon he had me panting with need, and as his hand cupped my b*****t, gently caressing my n****e I couldn’t stifle my moan.

“That’s it, relax baby girl. I’ve got you.” He murmured before moving his mouth to the n****e, sucking gently as his other hand gently rubbed my c**t. I could feel an orgasm building already and when he gently inserted a finger I was already gushing all over him.

I felt his c**k nudge at my entrance, hard again and this time he slid gently inside and paused for a moment.

“This time we come together.” He gently pumped in and out of me until I had my hands gripping his a** pressing him deeper inside me.

“I knew my mate would like his rough and deep.” I tried to shake me head before he took me like before but as instead I only moaned incoherently as he hit my sweet spot with his c*** while allowing me to grind my very sensitive bud on him.

True to his word we came together, a feeing more intense than anything I had experienced yet.

Afterwards he lay back and pulled me to his side.

“Sleep my mate, soon we leave for home.”

I wanted to argue that I didn’t want to leave just yet but I didn’t want to ruin this moment. I also felt too tired from our activities and my body ached, so I soon found myself relaxing in his scent and my eyes closing before I could do anything about it.