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Deucalion was standing in front of his mate's bathroom mirror and tried to make sense of... well, basically everything.
If someone had asked him a couple of days ago what the biggest event in his life was, he would have probably answered 'his resurrection'.
But by now, after fighting to protect his new Alpha and pack, gaining a new beta and finding his mate in said beta, coming back from the dead almost seemed inconsequential.
His eyes followed the scratch marks covering his chest, and Deucalion couldn't suppress a proud laugh.
His mate was truly one of a kind. Even while still human, Melissa had been a firecracker, headstrong, courageous and unbelievably sexy.
But turning her had something awoken in his woman, something primal and dangerous, normally only seen in born Alphas. While she had never shied away from his animalistic side, she embraced her own wolf with a passion.
Immediately after giving her the bite, Deucalion had been truly scared to lose her. Melissa's injuries had been grave, and it had taken unnaturally long for the change to occur.
Normally, new wolves were weak and overwhelmed by their new senses, but his mate had been the complete opposite.
The Demon Wolf had barely managed to get her home, before her claws had ripped off his clothes, and she had ridden him like a woman possessed.
One time had turned into two, then five, and after that Deucalion had lost count. His woman had constantly shifted between human and beta, using her claws and teeth to mark him and urge him to fuck her harder and deeper.
For the first time in his life, the Alpha was able to completely let go, and the result had been more than satisfying. Just thinking about it had his cock jerk in interest and Deucalion could only shake his head in disbelief.
Touching one of his mate's deeper bite marks, he felt a sliver of concern over how long it was taking to heal, but pushed the thought away immediately.
The Alpha pulled off the towel that he had slung aroung his hips after his shower and made his way naked into the bedroom.
Walking up to the bed, he savored the view that greeted him. Melissa was sprawled over its center, with her legs wide open, in an invitation that her Alpha wasn't strong enough to resist.
She gave him a look full of need.
"What took you so long, Alpha of mine?"
Getting onto the bed, Deucalion didn't stop until he was on top of her, with his pulsing member directly aligned with her glistening hole.
"You have no idea what you're doing to me, woman!"
Melissa's eyes flashed as if to challenge that statement, before she pulled his head down to whisper into his ear.
"Breed me, Alpha, I want... no, I need to carry your pups. Let me give you a pack of your own, strong and loyal."
Hearing desperation in her voice, Deucalion pulled back and grabbed her chin to make eye contact.
"What's wrong, woman?"
Melissa tried to fight his grip, which only raised the Alpha's concern. He flashed his eyes in warning.
"Talk to me! Tell me what's wrong..."
Instead of giving in, the nurse began to struggle in earnest, and it took considerable strength on the Alpha's side to keep her on the bed.
Not for the first time that night Deucalion felt out of his depth, and he let his wolf take control. Burying his teeth in his mate's shoulder, he enforced his dominance over Melissa.
His subconscious screamed at him that this was exactly the reason why relationships between Alphas and their betas were frowned upon, as it brought an imbalance into their power dynamic.
However, despite feeling bad about using his status, Deucalion was more concerned about his woman's unusual behavior. He forced his teeth deeper into her flesh and growled in warning.
This seemed to do the trick, as Melissa stopped struggling and relaxed in his hold. When she stayed still, the Alpha retracted his teeth and gave the wound an apologetic lick.
Pulling back, he caught his mate's gaze and was greeted by anger and unexpected defiance. Her response reminded Deucalion of young pups challenging their Alpha, and again his own wolf pushed him to exert their authority.
Gripping Melissa's throat, with his claws precariously pressing into her skin, he leaned close to her face.
"Don't ever challenge me, woman, or I'll make you regret it. You are my mate, but I'm also your Alpha. If I ask you what's wrong, you will answer me!"
Deucalion returned to his former position between her legs. His cock had softened during their scuffle, so he lightly pressed himself against Melissa's center, but didn't move to enter her.
"You know that I will give you everything in my power, wife. I'll breed you as often as you want me to. Nothing will make me prouder than to see you grow round with my pups."
Tightening his hold to restrict her breathing, he saw a flash of uncertainty rush over Melissa's face.
"You are mine, and I am yours. We are equals as mates, but as wolves you will show me respect! I'm your Alpha, and you will submit to me!"
Melissa's flashing eyes were more a subconscious reaction of her wolf to their Alpha's demands, but the woman's body appeared to like the idea equally.
Being pressed so intimately against each other, Deucalion could feel her growing wet, slowly soaking his simultaneously hardening member.
The Alpha rubbed himself between her folds, yet didn't breach her inner core.
"That's what you want, isn't it? To submit to your Alpha, to spread your legs and let me breed you."
Despite already gasping for air, Melissa pressed herself closer against his pulsing member, drenching him in her pussy juices.
Deucalion gave her a considering look.
"Maybe I was wrong about bringing the huntress into our bed... it seems I already have a perfect little breeding pet right here."
An unreadable look danced through the nurse's eyes, and the Alpha frowned.
"Is that it? Are you seriously worried about your place in this relationship?"
Deucalion hesitated only for a second before burying himself deep inside his mate. Melissa's surprised moan was cut short by the hand still cutting off her air supply, and Deucalion didn't let let up when he began thrusting into her.
"Dammit, woman, the huntress was a toy, nothing more. I brought her in to play with, not because I have feelings for her. She needed to lose control, and I enjoyed making her submit to us."
Changing his angle, the Alpha mercilessly pounded Melissa's pleasure center.
"There's only one woman that I need in my bed, and that's you, wife. My insatiable pet! I should have known the moment you jumped on my big Alpha cock that you needed me to breed you."
Wheezing sounds were the only verbal response the nurse was able to give, so Deucalion leaned close and spoke against her lips.
"Go on, woman, come on your Alpha's cock, and I'll let you breath. Show me what a good pet you can be!"
As if triggered by her Alpha's words, the nurse's body twitched, and her pussy muscles contracted around his length. The demon wolf losened his grip as promised, and her gasps mingled with moans.
Letting Melissa catch her breath, he waited for almost a minute, before he pulled out, turned her over and pushed back in with supernatural speed.
Dragging her up on all fours, he pressed himself against her back.
"Well done, now fuck yourself on my cock until you come again."
Melissa, exhausted and still panting, turned her head and gave him a surprised look.
"Did you think that I was done with you? I will fill you with my cum when I'm ready, until then you will do what your Alpha tells you to."
He gave her a tender kiss.
"Show me what a good pet you can be and I'll find us someone else to play with. Only you will be the tied up plaything, and they get to watch."
Deucalion tried to pull back, but was dragged into another deep and messy kiss.
"I hold you to that, demon of mine! And I expect to carry your pups by then, or I will kick your ass, Alpha or not!"
The demon wolf's laughter echoed through the room, and he thrust deep inside her.
"God, woman, I love you!"