Chapter 43

☆ ☆ Beta Darius ☆ ☆

When Morgana sank her teeth into my neck, it felt as though my erection was going to rip through my pants. I had always been told that there was no connection like the connection between mates, but never in my wildest dreams did I think it would be this intense. She was mine, and I was hers.

She had a way about her that made me feel like putty in her hands, bending to her will and following her word. I couldn't imagine my life without her in it because we were one now. I pulled her close to me and could feel the heat emitting from her core through her pants onto my lap. 

I ran my fingers up her spine, taking the opportunity to lift her shirt as she was still grinding against my manhood. It slipped over her head with ease, and I was left with her large, perky breasts in my face. I took the moment to suck on her nipples gently; they hardened immediately from her arousal.

She ran her hands down my chest and lifted my shirt as well, so I paused momentarily and helped her remove it. I gazed up at her beautiful face and her piercing blue eyes, and we stayed locked in on each other, our wolves mentally embracing the love and desire we both shared.

I licked the bitemark I had given her, claiming her as mine, and I felt her body quiver; it sent electricity through my body, and I couldn't hold back any longer. I unbuttoned her pants as she got off my lap. She removed them and placed them in an empty seat, and I removed my belt and did the same.

Her underwear were drenched from her desire to feel me inside of her once again, and I could barely contain myself from taking her right then and there. Instead, I knelt down and brushed my nose against her clit, inhaling her delicious scent as I pushed her panties to the side. 

She eagerly spread her legs for me to make entrance with my fingers. Two fingers slipped inside easily as her wetness was already overflowing from her core. I found her G-spot as she braced herself in the hall, gripping two chairs. My tongue lapped around her clit, and I could feel her legs tense around my face from the pleasure she felt. 

She remained quiet, however, not alerting the other passengers to our actions. Her body quivered again, and she grabbed my curly hair, pleading with me to cease. I paused and removed my fingers before grabbing her waist and leaving a trail of kisses up her stomach as I stood.

I noticed her lip had an indent from her teeth where she had been biting it. She was panting heavily, thankful for the reprieve. Her eyes were clouded with a sultry look. I sat back down at the edge of our row and pulled her by the wrist to join me. She followed, but instead of sitting on my throbbing cock she knelt in the pathway and grabbed it at the base, and shoved the rest of it into her wanting mouth. 

I watched as her saliva dripped down onto her fingers, and I almost came in her mouth as she made eye contact with me while sucking my cock. I breathed in deeply to regain some semblance of control. I could tell she was going to get me as close as I had gotten her, and my body quaked as she ran her other hand up my thigh and dug her nails into my v-line. 

If my wolf hadn't wanted to come inside of her so badly, I doubted that I would have the willpower to stop myself from filling her mouth with my seed. I grabbed the hair at the nape of her neck when I was right at the edge. She looked up at me, swallowing the spit in her mouth, and climbed up to straddle me in the seat.

She seated herself on my throbbing erection and rhythmically moved up and down. Our breathing synced up, as well as my thrusting. It was as though when we mated, we became one: our bodies, our minds, our soul, our wolves. We were both close to our climax, and I pulled Morgana's face to mine and kissed her passionately to muffle her moans. I felt her pussy clench and pulsate around my erection, and I came inside of her once again, giving her everything I had.

She stayed on my lap, and I traced my fingers across her body as she twitched, still in tune and riding the wave of her orgasm. Once her body calmed, I held on to her tightly, not wanting this fleeting moment to end. She rested her face against my neck, and we stayed in that position until our hearts stopped racing and our breaths were no longer ragged. 

The pilot's voice shattered our moment as he came over the intercom to inform the passengers that we would land in 20 minutes. Knowing we hadn't much time left, we quickly dressed. I heard a knock, and a woman cleared her throat a few minutes later. Morgana said, "We're good."

The flight attendant entered the walkway and gave her a quick wink, "Sorry, I just need to do a quick check of the cabin. Will you please buckle up and prepare for our descent?" She opened the curtain that was separating the first-class section from the economy before going to check on the other passengers.

Morgana chuckled and said, "I tipped her well." I understood now why she was so confident before. I laughed, "Well, you should tip her more." I could smell sex lingering in the air, and I was sure the rest of the passengers would be able to tell when they passed through. Our senses were more sensitive than our human counterparts, but that aroma was one that wasn't easily mistaken. 

After our flight landed, we were allowed to move about the cabin; I quickly grabbed our luggage and waited for the ability to depart the aircraft. Morgana followed close behind me, and we stopped to look at the board in the terminal to determine where our next gate was. We had to go to Terminal 3 Concourse K Gate 18. This airport was much larger than the one we had just flown from. 

Our layover lasted just over an hour, giving us enough time to grab a bite and get to our next gate. I scoured the restaurants as we made our way to the gate. I saw a McDonald's, and though I could get that anywhere, we didn't have enough time for the sit-down restaurants they had available. 

I stood in line, and Morgana joined me. I ordered two Deluxe McCrispys, a large fry, and Coke. I turned to her to see what she wanted, and she said, "One Spicy Deluxe McCrispy, medium fry, and a Dr. Pepper." She took Ulfric Draven's card out of my wallet to pay for our meal before placing it in my back pocket.

We waited for our number to be called, and Mogana retrieved our food once it was ready. We walked the rest of the way to our gate and got seated before eating our chicken sandwiches and fries. It was funny to me that I ate more than Morg but always seemed to finish first. She must have noticed my smirk because she asked, "What is it?" I chuckled and responded, "Nothing."

Morgana pried, "Why are you watching me eat and smiling about it?" I shook my head, "It's nothing terrible; I was just comparing how fast we eat." She laughed, "You don't eat; you inhale your food." I guess she had already noticed the difference, too.

I took our trash to a nearby garbage can and threw it away; when I turned back around, I saw some pathetic excuse trying to flirt with my mate. He wouldn't take the hints as Morg made several attempts to dismiss him. My wolf raged inside, and jealousy filled my frame. I stalked over and came up behind him.

I gripped his collarbone forcefully and growled, "Is there a problem here." The male trembled at my presence. "No problem, he was just leaving.", Morg said. The man scurried away, and she laughed, "I told him he didn't stand a chance." I smirked, knowing that she would never have eyes for anyone else.

The lobby at our gate was much more filled, so this next flight would be dull compared to our first one; I sighed. If I could stay locked up in a room with her, I would. My feelings reminded me of the Jason Isbell song Cover Me Up. I started to hum the melody as we waited for our flight.

Morgana nuzzled between my chest and arm, saying, "It's pretty. The tune you're humming." I kissed her forehead, "I'll let you listen to it sometime. The lyrics made me think of what I want to do with you once this is over." She smiled, "I like the sound of that, mate."