The Alpha Meets The Rogue

Special Chapter

*This chapter has sexual content.

*Leila and Dylan will be mating in their Werewolf form. If you are uncomfortable with that, please don't read it. I don't want any complaints.

Them mating in their Werewolf form isn't that much different, so don't get scared off.

I hope you all like it, enjoy!

I had just made it to the lake when Dylan pounced on me.

'You're a cheater, you know that?' I asked him through my mind.

'You have been yelling that. It doesn't make it true,' Dylan replied.

He was nuzzling his head in my neck. Our fur was such a contrast to each other. While his Wolf was entirely black, mine was white.

The only color in my body was from my four paws, which were lightly tinted in black. Other than that, I was snow white.

"I've been yelling that because it's what you are, a cheater!" I exclaimed, as I shifted into my human form.

I lied down on the ground, and Dylan's large Wolf settled himself on top of me.

"Shift back," I told him, as I held up my arms to give him a push.

"Being faster than you does not make me a cheater," Dylan said right after he took his human form.

His naked body was lying over mine. His hands were on either side of my head, holding his weight on his elbows.

Despite the small space between us, I could feel his very hard member pressing against my thigh.

"I think it does." My voice sounded breathless.

If Dylan hadn't been pressed so close to me; if Dylan hadn't been looking at me the way he was; if Dylan's darkened eyes hadn't been looking at my lips; if Dylan's erect member hadn't been so close to my core- my voice might have sounded normal.

That wasn't the case.

"You're a sore loser," Dylan told me, as he began rubbing himself against me.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

I probably should've stopped talking. The more I talked, the easier I made it for him to see the desire my body had for him.

My Wolf was howling out for his Wolf.

"I caught you," Dylan said, grinning at me triumphantly.

"So you did," I said.

Right after I whispered those words, Dylan crashed his lips to mine. I expected a rough kiss, but it was far from it.

Dylan's lips were moving against mine painfully slow, almost teasingly.

He was still rocking his body over me, making his erection rub in a very good way against my leg. Instinctively, I opened my legs to accommodate him.

Dylan's body easily settled in between my legs. Now, his member was sliding right against my core. I had to break the kiss, since I couldn't help the moans that were escaping my lips.

"It feels good," I breathlessly said, as I dug my nails into his back.

I propped up my legs, and opened them more to give him easier access.

"You feel so good," Dylan growled next to my ear.

He playfully bit down over the area where his claim was. In a strange way, it was turning me on more than I already was. The mark was always a sensitive area. It was a direct connection between our Wolves.