The Headmaster Alpha's Mate
The Headmaster Alpha’s Mate Chapter 89

Rolling her shoulders, Chloe stepped out of the car in the small port of Tingwall. This was the third and final ferry of their nine-hour journey they would take before reaching the Ronsay pack located on the remote island of Egilsay. The small roll on roll off ferry would take around 35 minutes before the arrived on the remote Island, who’s sole occupants were the werewolf’s of the pack.

“We have time for a quick coffee before we have to board the boat.” Zander smiled at his mate, who’s eyes seemed brighter than they had in weeks, despite the long arduous journey.

“Hum, yeah, coffee sounds great.” Chloe smiled at him.

Heading to the small terminal building, Chloe took a seat at the round stainless steel table, the chair wobbling on its legs as she sat. The place was empty and Chloe wondered if they would be the only passengers heading to the small island. Zander approached with two cardboard cups with plastic covers, and placed the hot coffee onto the table.

“Mind the seat, mine is a bit of a wobbly one.” Chloe smiled at him.

Sure enough, as Zander sat down, his chair also wobbled on the uneven floor beneath, and even though his take-away coffee cup had a lid, he still managed to spill the liquid from the small hole in the top, splashing it on his hand, as he cursed and jerked his fingers away from the hot liquid, the sudden motion making the lid fly off, and he managed to spill quite a lot of the contents into his lap.

Chloe rolled her lips together, it was comical enough seeing her 6 foot 4 and a half inch muscle-bound mate stuffed into the small metal seat, but watching him juggle the hot coffee, and cursing loudly as he spilt the contents, was, to her, one of the funniest things she had seen in a long time. Unable to suppress the giggle that was forming in her throat, Chloe let out a snorted chuckle, which increased her need to laugh, and the more she tried to stop, the more she needed to let the laughter out, until she could no longer contain it, and tears fell down her cheeks as she bent over in a wave of hysterical giggling.

“Oh you think this is funny?” Zander stared at his mate, his eyes twinkling with the joy of seeing Chloe laugh so much she was crying once more. He had missed her warped sense of humor and to see her laughing at his expense was worth the burn in his groin area, any day of the week.

“Umm hum, Eeeee your face though, oh, I cannot breathe, sorry but that was funny as f**k!” Chloe laughed out.

“Really, you do know laughing at your headmaster because he has slightly injured himself is a punishable offense?” Zander teased.

Instantly Chloe felt the arousal pool from her body as she gulped, and crossed her legs to put some pressure on her now swollen throbbing core. They had not had intermediate relations since her heat, and the smell of her arousal filled the air around them.

Zander stiffened slightly, his eyes growing dark with l**t. It was the first time he had smelt her sweet arousal in weeks, and hope sprang eternal into his heart that maybe she was ready to resume their normal mating activities, as his length hardened against the now wet and warm material of his dark blue denim.

Chloe lent over the small steel table towards her mate, mischief danced in her eyes, a small upturn on the corner of her lips.

“Really, well Sir, I am not sorry, because it was funny.” she drawled, licking her lips seductively.

A shiver of anticipation washed over Chloe’s body, her n*****s hardening under her red sweater. She had not realized how much she had missed this game they played, until right at that moment.

“Oh trust me my little mate, you are going to pay for this little game you are playing.” Zander softly growled at her, his hands itching to reach over the table, strip his mate down to her lacy underwear he saw her put on this morning, and bend her over his knee, public place or not.

Chloe sat back in her chair and smirked at her mate once more, then examining her finger nails, she lifted her eyebrows before her teasing eyes locked with Zanders once more and shrugged like the bratty teenager she once was.

“Really! Well, I am not bothered, sir.” she sassed back at him.

Zander g*****d as he shifted in his seat trying to readjust the rock-hard bulge in his trousers, as Chloe pushed her thighs together once more to attempt to alleviate the deliciously torturous throbbing of her wet core.

The tannoy crackled, causing Chloe to jump slightly, as a male voice with a deep Scottish accent announced that all passengers who were traveling by foot should make their way to the gangway to board the ferry, and those who were traveling by car should return to their vehicle to prepare to board the small ferry. Finishing off their coffee, Zander took Chloe’s cup along with his and disposed of it in the grey plastic swing top bin, and taking hold of her hand, he interlaced his fingers through hers as they walked back to the car.

“Oh Headmaster, you look like you had a little accident.” Chloe teased once more, rolling her lips together as her eyes fixated on the wet bulge in Zanders jeans.

Zander let out a low growl, as he squeezed her hand, the amazing sparks ran up her arm from where her mate’s hand held hers. It had been so long since she had felt the delicious tingles and sparks in their full intensity. The past weeks they had been dulled by the pain of grief, and a shudder went through her body as she closed her eyes, trying to regulate her increasingly rapid breathing.

Zander g*****d in satisfaction as he saw the pink flush on Chloe’s cheeks, his need of her increasing tenfold, as they headed into the car.

They sat in silence, the s****l tension mounting between them, as the port staff waved them towards the ferry, Zander gripped the searingwheel, his knuckles turning white, as he attempted to keep his hands off his naughty little princess.

As they parked the car on the boat, Zander turned to Chloe, his eyes black with l**t. He was barely able to keep Caesar from taking over and pleasurably punishing her right then and there in the car. Both man and beast had missed their mate so much, but he was determined not to rush the experience, and took a breath to calm himself and Caesar down a notch. .

Increasing the tease, Chloe opened the car door, a disapproving growl erupted from Zander. She knew to wait for him to open the door for her, but looking over her shoulder back at him, Chloe bit her bottom l*p before offering him another shrug of her shoulders, then with dancing eyes, she uttered.

“Oppsie.” and stepped out of the car onto the iron floor of the ferry.

Walking towards the railings, she lent against them, looking out to sea, pushing her bottom out further than was necessary, deliberately teasing her mate.

Zander g*****d once more, his hands twitching, desperate to swat the wonderfully round globes in the tight light denim, which was slightly wigglering like a calling card. Moving behind her, Zander placed his hands either side of Chloes as he pushed his hard body up to her.

Chloe could not contain the gasp, as her breathing labored, feeling the hard bulge of her mate against her bottom, his thumbs gently stroked her little fingers on both hands as he lent into her ear, his hot breath causing goose bumps as he whispered huskily to her.

“When I get you alone, you are going to be punished until this sexy and delicious arse of yours is bright red with the imprint of my hand.”

Chloe let out a soft m**n, as the sparks tingled through her whole body, his words hitting her directly in her core, causing another pool of slick to erupt from her.

“Then once I am satisfied with how perfectly pink it is, I am going to f**k you hard and fast until you beg for mercy. Filling your every orifice with my seed. Trust me, once I am finished with you, you will not be able to sit down for a week.” Zander growled slightly into her ear.

Chloe let out an audible, seductive breath, pushing her bottom further into Zander’s groin, her h**s gently circling against him, as the boat bobbed and swayed on the water.

The sound of the water lapping against the boat, was a peaceful accompaniment of the heavy breaths that had turned to needy pants caused by the raw s****l tension between the two mates. They were oblivious to every one around them, nothing mattered, only them, and the feeling that was bubbling between them, completely lost in the heady bliss of the teasing game they were playing once more.

Waders circled and dove down into the water to catch their prey, as Zander g*****d and trailed his fingers up the arms of Chloe,tingles erupting from his ministrations, his thoughts filled on how she had made herself his own prey once more, and he wanted nothing more than to devour her. Even the smell of the salty, fishy sea water that filled the air around them, could mask her delicious scent that begged for him to taste her.

“I am going to feast on you like a starving man, Chloe.” Zander promised, as the boat passed the rocks of the island where the black, white and orange billed puffins stood looking out to sea.

“This is your captain speaking. Could all passengers travelling by car please return to your vehicles ready for disembarkation.”

The sound of the captain’s voice snapped them back to reality, and Chloe’s face blushed, as she wondered if the staff on the boat knew what was transpiring between them, thankful they had been the only passengers on this journey,a small flush of embarrassment crept onto her cheeks, as Zander g*****d once more, before taking his hand in hers and linking their fingers together.

“You are so god damn beautiful Princess, I love the flush of your cheeks. But do not think that will make me take it easy on you, because it won’t, it only drives me to punish you more, so that your delicious m***s and squeals are heard around the island, letting everyone know you belong to me.” Zander possively gowled.

Hand in hand they returned to the range rover, and Zander opened Chloe’s door, giving her bottom a quick tap, his fingers rubbing slightly between her legs as she climbed inside, causing her to roll her lips together to suppress the m**n that was forming on her lips. Her body was on high alert, as Zander got in the car beside her, his hand automatically finding her thigh as his fingers trailed up and down the inside of her leg, but never touching the area between them, Chloe let out a small cry from the delicious frustration of her mate’s teasing fingers.

Everything inside her wanted to beg, plead and demand that Zander give her some relief from the sweet torture they had inflicted on each other, but as the boat pulled into the small harbor she saw Alpha Hamish and his mate Alpha Douglas waiting at the end of the pier to greet them, and she could not help the frustrated g***n that escaped her lips.

Zander let out a chuckle, as he turned to Chloe, looking into her bright eyes.

“Oh princess, it looks like you are going to have to wait to pay for your teasing crimes against your headmaster.”

Whilst internally, he was cursing the niceties of welcoming visitors to the pack, wishing they could find a secluded spot and release the tension between them rather than deal with the welcoming committee that had gathered to greet them.