Witchy World’s Lost Alpha ll: The Forgotten Mate

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I feel nothing when I touch her body.

Her lips.

Her hair.

She supposed to be my girlfriend, right?

Someone I chose to have feelings for?

Someone I gave my time and attention to a few years back?

Then why is there no connection, no bond, no love...no warmth?

Don't get me wrong, she had looks, she was beautiful inside and out, but...but was I really attracted to this woman? There was nothing unique about her besides her abilities, even then, it didn't affect my demons nor my soul.

I figured if I chose this woman to give attention to, to be my girlfriend, then my demons would have to like her for some reason too, right?

I'm not even sure if she would be someone I'd consider as my type!

Maybe for a quick midnight session, but what about her would catch my attention that I would step out of my dating comfort zone, and date!

I never dated!

Maybe once, or twice...but I was extremely young.

Now I'm in the year 2000's and dating a young being?

To be honest, it didn't make sense to me.

None of it did, but I will trust my people's words.

They have never caused me ill intent before.

"You seem bothered?

Is everything alright?

Do I need to go get Kris"

That quivering, soft and angelic voice pulls me out of my deep thoughts. Thoughts I kept to myself and haven't even confided in with Kris. Her voice would always be a lullaby to my ears. That's what makes her who she is.

"No, I'm feeling fine.

Little tired and hungry." I lie, turning to my side and cupping her face.

Her skin was so cold to my touch. It sent a horrifying chill down my spine.

It bothered me dearly, but I'd never show it. It must be because of her nature so I wouldn't want to make her uncomfortable.

Her small, narrow and green eyes stared at me with such awe while an inviting smile crept onto her face, just like every time she looked at me.

She is my girlfriend after all.

She cares about me, she cooks for me, her regenerating abilities are quite fast, so rough play in bed was probably what attracted me to her the most. She's brilliant and lets me bite her, and is even kind to Kris. Which has to be a plus!

Kris was someone dear and close to me. I'm forced to love him no matter what. We share hearts with mine being inside of his, I can feel him all the time. He was the one that told me to give my girlfriend a chance. I may not remember her, but she is someone very close to me he says.

"Can I put you to sleep then, My King?"

Her glossy pink lips moves under my hand and I grin. She has a huge appetite like I do, due to our bond of her nature. Deflowering her. I was the only man she'd ever been with. That made me feel pretty lucky, because most beings like her, never lasted at being pure and innocent like she had.

"What's on your mind?" I tease, leaning back in bed.

My hands go to the back of my head and she eyes the covers over my groin. A smile creeps to my face, for I didn't really want her cold body up against mine, her mouth was a much more warmer place to be.

She wraps a her long, thick, and silky hair with her fingers, creating a big messy bun on her head. Then she bites her lips before her hands reaches out towards the blanket, uncovering the small tent I immediately formed under my orange trousers.

"Mmmmm.

A taste of The King is on my mind of course."

In one motion she slides her cold hands and pointy fingers down my steel hard abs and down to seams of my trousers before she pulls it down to reveal my pulsating member. It leaked with excitement, for my woman was extremely well with her mouth.

"Are you sure you are tired.

My King looks so...so... lively!" She licks her lips, mumbling nonsense before she lowers her head onto my shaft.

I throw my head back from the sensation of her wet warmth around my steel, hissing and blowing out sighs of pleasure from her lustful actions.

She takes my whole throbbing member to the far back of her throat, slurping with perfection.

Though, deep down my body still felt like I could just never reach a fullest potential that should have been there. I should be drooling and showing submissive acts with this woman, but it wasn't there. It was there, don't get me wrong, but I wanted more, and more, and more!

The Demon I've always been never dated!

I never kissed!

Never bowed down!

But my people all say this woman was once mine. Not fully, as I should make he mine now that I'm back, but mine to where I could spend time with her and forget about my horrid time in Hell.

She has brought back some memories, so I could definitely recall or even connect with the lost ones if I spend more time with her. Right?

I grab a fistful of her small behind while she continues to stroke at my member. Wiggling her icey flesh in my palms, I slipped passed her soft silky undergarments and caressing her womanhood.

Sensations ran through my body as if this part of her body should have felt different to me, but it never did. My fingers slid in with ease, finally feeling another warm part of her on my fingers and she purrs on my flesh.

Why is her body so chilled to me?

I've never experienced even vampires being this cold!

For a Being who's been born in a volcano, always preferred extremely hot temperatures, I couldn't understand how I managed to spend time with this one.

What the hell was I thinking?

For my mother, who wore a dreadful look of fear and sadness since my arrival, and for this Kris, I will do what I can to make things better. To make them all feel comfortable again. I'll find a way, I'll find connections, because I can't live like this forever.

"Hey Bahm, tomorrow we are going to Witchy--"

"KRIS!

WHY DON'T YOU EVER KNOCK!!!!"

"Oh please LYDIA.

I've seen you naked a hundred times in the passes two weeks since we've been here."

"I don't care!"

"You're not my type.

Trust me!"

Kris rolls his eyes back and Lydia sits up, giving me this look I wasn't familiarized with, but being her boyfriend, which I'm dedicated to be, means I have to protect her too.

"Kris can you please knock next time.

She gives us our space when asked, courtesy my man.

Courtesy and respect."

I smile and reach out for Lydia.

She glances one more time at Kris and he shoots me daggers. One he does every time I stand up for her. I could feel the jealousy and animosity surge through our connection, but it would quickly disappear after he took a few breaths through his nose.

"Bro, seriously?" He shakes his head.

"Yeah man. She's my girl."

He walks out immediately.

He never seemed to really tolerate much and my abilities to really read him, failed me a lot. There was something about him since we arrived.

He was hiding something for sure.

I could almost feel it in my heart.

Weather or not it involved me, it was taking a toll on me too.

He just didn't know I could feel that too.