The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

[SICARIO]

"How about this, baby? I won't pull out, but you must promise me you'll rest. I'll stay with you until you wake. What do you think?" Elodie asked as she kissed Malika's sleepy face.

The women were spent and they were both covered in cum and sweat. It was a beautiful sight, and Elodie once again reminded herself that this was the best day ever for her.

She enjoyed every bit of it and it made her so happy she was sure she would be deranged if they didn't stop.

"Moreee… Don't go, Ella," Malika said, her voice fading as she slowly let sleep take over her body.

"I won't go. I'll stay till you wake up," Elodie said, kissing Malika's wet lips.

"I love you," Malika whispered sleepily as she finally gave in to sleep.

However, her words stuck to Elodie like a dream. This was more than she had expected, but then again, she hadn't expected that Malika wouldn't stop her, much less that she would be balls deep into the woman's cunt like it was her new heaven.

"And I love only you, baby. Only you," Elodie said reassuringly. She then pushed herself up, and snuggled Malika, so they were coddling. Goddess, she loved this dangerous woman.

An hour and thirty minutes later, Elodie made the hardest choice she would have made for that moment. She woke Malika up.

"Hey, baby, wake up," Elodie said softly as she gently woke her mate up. Sure they hadn't defined their bond ever since they saw each other, but after what had happened, there was no denying that they were bound, and had accepted each other.

"What time is it?" Malika asked as she woke up to the scent of her arousal, cum, and the fulfilling feeling of Elodie's monster cock inside of her. She could feel her cunt sore, and her body was so worn out that she couldn't even feel her limbs.

"Thirty minutes to your date," Elodie said softly as she pushed a stray strand of hair that had found its way to her protector's pretty face. Malika looked properly fucked and she smelled like it.

It was satisfying to watch the result of her hard work and Elodie wanted to be there for a little longer. She wanted to stay and let the day pass them as they were in their bed, doing whatever they wished to.

However, while Elodie spelled out the time for her, all Malika could think of was Hawi being four hours away from attacking Sicario. She knew Hawi would burn it all down and she needed to see to it that the bastard husband was distracted.

Malika was late already, and needed to get going, because the palm depended on her too. She had to be at her best.

"Shit, I should get going," Malika said and Elodie held her closer like she wasn't ready to let the protector go. However, she noticed that there was more to Malika's words, something that got the woman trying to get out.

Elodie could see the woman panicking and this wasn't how she had planned to wake her up. Of course, there had to be more pressing issues than both of their desires but goodness, they needed to fix it all and soon.

"Oh… you didn't—" Malika said surprised that Elodie had really stayed plugged to her. Granted she had felt it earlier, but her mind wasn't on the fucking they had been enjoying but instead on the tragedy that was inbound in literally four hours or less.

"Well, someone asked me not to leave," Elodie said softly. There was no mockery in her tone, just sincerity and pride that she had been loved by the Protector and that this woman had let her in.

It was not something Kane could think of easily because the woman she had just bedded was no ordinary woman, a reality that she kept reminding herself of, to convince herself that she hadn't really been dreaming of this.

Then again, there was a chance that Malika had been stressed with the war and had needed a release, that Elodie had been way too available and had given to her with a little ease than she had planned, right?

"How are you feeling?" Elodie asked.

"Fucked, filled, and fractured… I think?" Malika said and Elodie stared at her worriedly.

"Fractured? Where? Show me…" Elodie said as she gently pulled her cock out of Malika, the plop sound reminding them that Malika was still aroused and Elodie was still hard.

Cum was dripping from Malika's cunt and it was inviting Elodie, again, but she was still worried about Malika being hurt. She hadn't meant to hurt her, hell the deities also knew that.

If she had hurt Malika then she would have nursed her back to health and made sure that things were okay with the woman.

"Just kidding. I loved every bit of this," Malika said, as she kissed Elodie's forehead in reassurance. She didn't need to have the woman distracted too. Someone had to be rational even for the remaining hours of peace that the Sicario wolves would have.

"Malika—"

"I'm not hurt, Ella. Even if I was, My powers already exhaled me. You don't have to worry," Malika said.

"No, Malika. I don't want to be the cause of your pain. Don't tell me you have powers to heal you. I shouldn't hurt you. I can't see you in pain, and I can't survive causing you any pain, sweetheart," Elodie ranted as she checked out the beautiful naked woman with perfect curves on her bed.

"Ella… look at me, love. I'm not hurt, okay? See… I'm fit," Malika said as she got up and turned around so that Elodie could see for herself.

"Fuck," the warrior said as she took in Malia's appearance. She loved what she had done and if they had time, she would do it again. Then again, her mind was still trying to wrap around the fact that malika had called her love.

"Okay. But I want to do something for you. Come back here baby," Elodie said gently and Malika looked at her confused.

Elodie's cum was still dripping down Malika's creamy thighs, tempting the warrior to have more, but she had to practice restraint, otherwise none of them would be able to leave this room in the time they had.

It would be a great inconvenience but perhaps pleasure before duty?

"What?" Malika asked as she sat on the end, only to be shocked when Elodie lay her on the bed, and began eating her pussy, again.

Malika knew this was going to be a long day for her, and it wasn't just because of the woman who was smacking her ass and eating her cunt, while fingering the hell out of her, despite the fact that she was covered in both their cum and sweat.

"I… You—'' Malika tried to let out, as she felt her thighs shake at another orgasm. She was so fucked out and yet her body wanted more. Then again, she couldn't blame anyone for this.

Elodie was a master in what she did. She knew her way around Malika's desires and was feeding it to her in every possible way. It was like Elodie was made for this, or that their bodies were made for each other.

"Shhh, baby. I'm just cleaning you up. I've always wanted to taste you after a good fuck. Let me," Elodie said as she licked Malika and sucked her juices like they were the fluids of her life.

Elodie was worshiping her woman, like the masterpiece that malika was. They hadn't had enough time to explore other pleasures but as she licked Malika clean, Elodie made a mental note to take care of her beautiful Malika later like she needed to.

Malika didn't protest anymore. She knew there was nothing she could do other than let Kane eat her out like she was her food. Besides, Malika could only think of Kane right now.

She wanted the woman to fuck into her again, and drive her insane with every long thrust into her uterine walls. She wanted Elodie to fill her up, again.

"There there," Elodie cooed when she heard Malika moaning her name, again.

This was a dangerous cycle, but it was one they were willing to explore. Maybe that was also why they fucked again, thrice, before finally forcing themselves to come back to their reality in which there was a war coming.

'Three hours fifty minutes, Malika. Be ready,' Hawi's voice was heard in Malika's mind link, bearing the protector back to her senses.

'Yes, Mistress,' Malika responded as she slumped back on the bed. She was extremely worn out.