The Chosen Alpha (Prequel to The Female Alpha)

Mikalya's P.O.V

Our lips moved in sync, a perfect harmony that spoke to the depths of my heart. My wolf sighed in contentment, basking in the scent of my mate. Abhay was shy at first, kissing me hesitantly, but as the seconds ticked by, he grew bolder, nature taking over to guide him through his primal urges. He broke the kiss to trail soft, wet kisses down my neck, moving aside the blouse to reveal my shoulders where he kissed me tenderly. He then moved back enough to look into my eyes, as if seeking permission to move forward. Smiling, I took off the dupatta, placing it to the side before I reached to my back, untying the strings of my blouse, but not all the way through. I wanted him to do the rest. When I smirked up at him to continue where I had left off, I saw him swallow nervously, but there was no denying the desire in his eyes.

I turned slightly, pulling my hair over one shoulder as I bared my back to him. And then I felt his fingers moving up my spine slowly, making me gasp in a breath. His fingers left tingles on my skin, making me bite down on my bottom lip. I don't remember a time when a simple touch like this had made my stomach clench, heat shooting down to my core in anticipation of what was to come.

I felt the strings of my blouse being untied completely as the garment fell off my shoulders. And then I felt his hot breath on my nape, before he placed soft kisses down my spine, making me arch my back.

"Mikalya..." he whispered against my skin, causing a shiver to run down my spine, and it made me restless. Why was he having all the fun?

Turning to face him, I stopped him when he leaned in for a kiss. "Shirt, off." It was a command.

With eyes slightly wide, he quickly began unbuttoning his shirt, before throwing it over his shoulder, exposing the taunt ridges of his chest and abdomen.

No, he didn't have a six or eight pack like most men strived to, but he was perfectly fit and healthy and his skin was a dusky gold that had me running my hands over his skin, over the light dusting of hair on his chest.

He shivered, closing his eyes as he threw back his head and let me do whatever I wanted. And I took that opportunity to explore him, both with my hands and my lips. At the first touch from my tongue on his nipple, he sucked in a deep breath, but didn't open his eyes. So I took that as a sign of acceptance, and continued my exploration until he finally, opened his eyes and hauled me in for a kiss with a possessive grip on my nape.

When I drew closer, I could feel the significant bulge in his pants, the sign of his arousal, and it made me itch for a taste. But from what I had witnessed so far, he was a virgin with no experience...will he be able to take it?

When we broke from the kiss for air, I took off my blouse completely, baring my chest for him. His eyes widened, and I could see him lick his lips as he watches my nipples stiffen under his gaze. "Go on." I urged. "Touch me. Slow and steady."

When he hesitated, I took his hands and slowly placed them on my breasts. And then, he lets his primal instincts take over as he molded my soft mounds with his hands, before he bent down and took one of my nipples into his mouth, sucking on the tip.

A surprised gasp escaped my lips at the unexpected fire that coursed through my veins, sending a tingle down my spine, right down to the apex of my thighs. I wasn't wearing any panties, and I felt my pussy throb with need, wanting more from him.

So I shifted closer to him, so that he would be able to use his mouth on me better. And he did just that, sucking and biting on my budded nipples lightly, before licking up the sensual hurt in a way that made my stomach clench in knots. "You're good at this for someone who claims it's his first time." My voice was breathless when I spoke, and Abhay lifted his face to give me a shy grin, his cheeks tinted red even in the darkness. "But I want more, Abhay." I rasped out, feeling impatient. "So much more."

"I...um..." he swallowed nervously, his eyes lingering on my skirt. And I felt a smirk curl my lips. Good, the boy learned fast.

Shifting closer with my legs on either side of him, I took his hand yet again, and this time, lifting my skirt, placed it on my most intimate flesh.

He looked shocked at first, stilling completely as if not knowing what to do next, but it didn't take long for him to spring into action.

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"Agh!" I closed my eyes, gritting my teeth against the onslaught of sensation. But he stilled once again, afraid that he might have hurt me.

"Are you okay?" His concern laced voice sounded a second later, and I nodded enthusiastically.

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"I'm fine, Abhay." I spoke through gritted teeth. "Keep doing what you were doing. Just like you did before. This time, faster."

He looked at me unsure for a few seconds, before he nodded and complied to my request, adding another finger inside of me as he thrust in and out of my pussy, making my back arch. "You're so warm down there...so wet..." he gritted out, never once stopping his movements as his other hand came around my waist to haul me even closer, until I was all but sitting on his lap. "Fuck!" Did he even know how to dirty talk? But he sure was getting there.

"Harder Abhay!" I urged, perspiration beading my forehead. "Faster!"

"Ah...Mikalya...I...I don't think..." he grunted out, quickening his pace.

The evidence of his arousal rubbed against my lower abdomen and it was when I decided that it was time to finally complete our union.

"Take off your pants." I urged him, moving away so he couldn't use his fingers on me anymore. "I want you inside me, Abhay. Now."

He didn't hesitate or question me further, simply pulled down the zipper before lifting his hips to slide it down his waist and then I helped him free his shaft from his underwear.

He was big and throbbing, pre-cum already glistening at the tip of his cock. Unable to help myself, I lowered my head for a taste of him and felt him grunt out as soon as my tongue came in contact with his cock. "Mikalya!" His voice sounded strained. "I...I can't hold on much longer."

"Good." I lifted my head to look into his eyes. "Neither can I."

And then I sat atop his lap, with my legs on either side of him as I lowered myself onto his shaft, bit by slow bit, until he was buried to the hilt inside of me.

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I started by slowly raising my hips until he was all the way out of me, before slamming down onto his cock, repeating the process before he too started to thrust inside me, his rhythm getting better with each second that passed. Abhay and I were plastered to each other, not an inch of space between us as our combined moans of pleasure filled the tent, the sound of our union a music to my ears.

He made me feel sensations that I had never experienced before, which was unexpected because I had been with several experienced men, and Abhay was a virgin. But nothing compared to the rapid beat of my heart, the way I couldn't stop calling out his name, and the way I was wrapped around him with all my body, not an inch of space between us.

Lost in the sensations, I felt the start of my orgasm in the pit of my stomach, just as his thrusts became hard enough that I could feel him hitting my womb, making me cry out in pleasure. "Mi-Mikalya...I'm so...close...."

"Me...too....ahh...."

And then, wrapped in each other's arms, I felt my orgasm take over me, my inner muscles quivering as they squeezed Abhay's shaft, tripping him into his own orgasm as he stilled below me, his hot seed shooting inside of me, filling me up like never before.

We rode the height of euphoria together, wrapped in each other's arms, before Abhay gently laid me down onto the makeshift bed, and covered us both with a blanket.

In his arms, I found peace like no other, and I let him wrap his arms around me, hold me close to his chest as I buried my face closer to him, taking in his scent.

As I let sleep take over, wrapped in the secure warmth of my mate's embrace...I had no idea what fate had install for me the very next day.

But in that moment, nothing else mattered.

Only me and Abhay. My mate...my other half.