Mikhail Nikarovich Baranov

"Alpha!" I felt hands slapping at my body and I pushed them away, wanting to continue my heavenly sleep. "Оставь меня в покое!" I growled again when the hands wouldn't stop. I had a hard night of sleeping due to the fact that I wasn't able to sleep with Nicca by my side. It was declared bad luck to sleep with your mate before the day of your mating ceremony, much like the superstitions of a wedding.

"Alpha, we can't leave you alone!" A voice chirped. "Today is the day of your mating ceremony." That statement alone had my eyes snapping open. "Okay, what do you need me to do?" I sat up as quickly as possible, prepared for this day. All the thoughts of tiredness washed away and was repaired with the happy thought of being with my mate so intimately in front of 2000 people.

"Ah, yes." I chuckled to myself. "We have to make sure that you are clean thoroughly." A female omega folded her arms and glared at me, waiting for me to stand up. "So we must bathe you." I nodded, complying with the team of omegas as they washed me, top to bottom. They also shaved my beard, leaving some stubble and they also decorated my skin, Nicca's mark a bright blue. It didn't take long for me to get prepared for this mating because there wasn't a whole lot for me to do. The mating was in 15 minutes, the start of 6, and I was anticipating every moment.

Every single minute felt like it was going by too slow and I longed to be near my mate, to have him in my arms. "It is almost time." Lisa murmured and I shot up out of my chair, my Calvin Klein cologne lingering after me. I didn't see or hear anyone in the halls so they had to be inside the arena already, which made me yearn ever more.

"Listen Alpha." Mary, the lead omega, snapped her fingers to get my attention as another omega, Lisa, was putting the finishing touches on my pants. "You will enter from one door on one side of the arena," Mary pointed to the door that corresponded to me. "When Nichelle says your status. Your mate will walk in from another door and you two will meet in the middle with Jason standing with you guys." I heard what she was saying but I couldn't stop thinking about how today was the day that I would get to be bonded with my mate, once and for all. "Is that it?" I asked with a tilt of my head and she nodded. "Yes. You can go down now and when the bell rings, that is when Nichelle will begin speaking." Mary stated and I smiled. "Thank you Mary." I turned to make my way down the stairs, ecstatic about being with my mate. I stood in front of the door, wishing that I was with Nicca already. My body was naked except for the white pants that I had on and my chest was a blue color. They went all out for this mating ceremony and now I was here.

Then the bell rung and I waited.

"Welcome to the mating ceremony of your Alpha and your new Luna!" I heard someone speak and I recognized it as Nichelle and claps roared. "Before we begin, let's welcome your leaders!" She said and my nerves began to dissipate, the thought of seeing my mate higher than my nervousness. I had my hand on the door and Mary ushered me to go in slowly.

"Your Alpha," Nichelle as the announcer of the royal ceremony said into the microphone as I walked out of the door that led to the site where Nicca and I would make love. It was a big space, similar to that of an arena and the center was covered in white sheets with a small bed made of connecting pillows in the middle. There were also candles and rose petals. "Mikhail Nikarovich Baranov!" Nichelle screeched and everyone clapped for me as I took a look around, seeing all of my pack members. It was truly a nerve wracking experience and I couldn't wait to take my love into my arms.

"And your Luna," The door across the center of the arena opened and my heart tugged at its strings, taking in the sight of my lovely mate, his lovely, alluring figure exposed with nothing but white pants on. My mark was now a glowing red and it shined bright as he walked in. "Nicca James Alfarone!" Nichelle and everyone else roared with happiness as he inched closer to me, his eyes never leaving mine. His brown eyes glowed in the light as his scent drove me crazy. I wanted my mate now. Amadeo was on edge and this was treading on light waters. Nicca was truly beautiful and I wanted him.

The pack officiant Jason Wayland came to stand in front of us, the book of the Moon Goddess in his hand. "I will now start the mating ceremony with a few words from the Alpha and the Luna." He motioned for me to place my hand against Nicca's and my other on the book of the Moon Goddess. The words we spoke were the traditional vows that the Goddess created. I turned to my mate, love in my eyes as I spoke. "I, Mikhail Nikarovich Baranov, promise to be a good mate to you, love you through the good and the bad times, to stand by your side through it all, be there for you through sickness and in health, and be faithful to only you til death do us part, моя любовь."I said, meaning every single world that I uttered to him. The officiant nodded, turning to Nicca.

Nicca placed his hand on the book, prepared to make his declaration to remain by me forever. The officiant nodded towards him to begin and he tilted his head towards me, everything he felt for me mirroring in his eyes.

"I, Nicca James Alfarone, promise to be a good mate to you, love you through the good and the bad times, to stand by your side through it all, be there for you through sickness and in health, and be faithful to only you til death do us part." He finished, a tear leaving his eye and I knew he meant every word. Happiness filled his aura and my wolf was about to break the metaphorical cage and leap on him, just from the beautiful smile that he flashed my way. The officiant nodded, removing the book from his grasp as he raised his hand to continue the ceremony.

Jason walked back to where he came from and the lights dimmed, a sign to begin our mating. I could sense Nicca's nervousness as I inched closer to him, a beast in his prime of awakening. I could see him and the light of his mark but everyone else, I couldn't see. I grabbed onto his arm, yanking him into me. The sound of soft music played, mingling with the sound of Nicca's whimpers as I turned his head slightly, exposing the delectable skin of his neck. I wrapped one arm around his waist to make sure he wouldn't move as I leaned down, scraping my teeth against his soft flesh.

Just the smell of him and arousal did it all for me.

"Right now my lovely mate," My voice deepened as my eyes turned black. "Everyone out there watching you, will see how good I fuck you, how good you scream for me." I growled huskily into his ear, making a promise. There was a dip in his scent and I knew he was turned on. I motioned for him to step out of his pants before pulling him back into me, making sure I didn't ruin those. He leaned into me, his legs feeling wobbly as I suckled on his taut skin, my hands traveling his body and down to that luscious ass of his. I squeezed his globes in my hand, loving the feeling. I wrapped my arms around him tightly, never letting him go as I lowered his body to the ground.

I could see his brown eyes in the dimmed light flickering over to mine, bouts of uncertainty noticeable. I could see the haze of lust falling over his face as his hands reached out to touch my skin. "Misha..." He murmured and my inner beast growled, having had enough of this torture but I wanted to worship the very ground my mate walked on. I let my tongue follow a trail on his body, his ass still in my hands as I fondled them.

I could smell the slick forming from his hole and that didn't stop my finger from intruding, stroking his soft walls as I listened to his soft moaning. Fuck, what he did to me. That soft pink lip of his was tucked under his teeth as he threw his head back, panting. I leaned forward and suckled on those pretty nipples of his, loving the taste he gave off. My inner beast was churning within me, and I knew what he wanted, what I wanted. I licked down his stomach, twisting his nipple with my free hand and a groan erupted from his lips.

"Ah, Misha!" He threw his head back, his mouth open in a loud moan and I relished in the sound, that sexy sound. I flicked my tongue around his warm hole, many juices saturating my tongue and savored the taste of him. He tasted so good. I used my free hand to rub his skin, enjoying the feeling of his warm skin on mine. "Mikhail, please!" Nicca begged, his hands squeezing at the pillow below him as he wiggled his ass in my face back and forth. I knew everyone out there could hear him. His voice was only meant for me. "Блядь, Nicca," I muttered out, my voice full of my accent, biting my lip. I could smell him and he smelled so good. I flipped him back over onto his back, his chest heaving with pants as his pupils dilated in desire.

I used my hand to reach up to his hair, grabbing in my hand and yanking it as I pulled him towards me, his lips mere inches away from mine. I could see the need burning deep in those brown orbs of his as I flicked my eyes from his to those soft pink lips that were begging for my attention and I granted it. I pulled back to take a look at him. I looked down at his gorgeous face, his head thrown back in pleasure as pleas of the need to be filled with cock came out of his mouth. His slick tasted so good on my tongue and I knew I had to have him. I knew I had to be inside of him. He did so much to me and he didn't even know it.

My hands traveled his succulent body, his warm skin quivering and heating up further under my fingers, sparks and small bolts of electricity and fire coursing from my mere touch to him. My body was quaking with the need to release inside of him, my skin burning. I went to go love on him some more but then he stopped me with a hand to my face. "Eh?" I muttered and he flicked those brown eyes up at me and I almost died.

"I thank Raymond." He whispered, caressing my cheek with his hand and I looked him in his face, wondering what he meant. "Why?" I narrowed my eyes at the mention of that Мудак coming out Nicca's sexy mouth. "For what?" I retorted curtly, wondering why he would he even bring up that fucking douchesnizzle at a time like this. "Because if it wasn't for him coming into my life and doing the things that he did, making me fall in love with him," My wolf growled at that thought and Nicca noticed because he put his hand over my heart. "Landing me in the hospital. If it wasn't for those things," He looked me deep in the eyes, his lips hovering under me.

"I would've never fell in love with you, Mikhail Baranov."

Good god almighty, as he looked into my eyes, placing his soft lips on mine as his arms wrapped around me, good god almighty, that was it. Amadeo was ready to emerge.

I sat on my knees, shredding my pants with one sharp nail, revealing my thick cock swinging back and forth with the bulbous mushroom head glistening with pre-cum, the angry veins poking out on the sides, urging me to release them. Nicca looked down at my dick before flicking his eyes up at me. I spread open his legs, that pretty, pink pucker exposed and quivering with the need to be filled. "Ах дерьмо," I growled out, my wolf roaring with lust, the urge to take Nicca in the most insensible way ever. There was this burning desire building in me and I was going to let it all out on Nicca.

"I want you in me, now." My precious mate commanded, writhing around on the pillows beneath him, the scent of his green apples mixing it with the lavender candles and damn me, if it didn't fuel my lust. My nostrils flared at the smell of his arousal and my eyes gradually changed to a piping hot red, lust in sight as I reached for Nicca's soft legs, yanking him towards me so I could settle in between. I needed to ravish him completely and thoroughly. "Mate," I spoke in a deep, dark voice, that of my wolf. Amadeo wanted to take over once again, the light of the full moon shining on us. My eyes were now a pitch black as I guided the head of my cock past his wet entrance, the feeling of his hot walls encasing me, causing my eyes to roll to the back of my head as Nicca let out a small scream, his nails digging into my shoulders.

"You're going to take all of me inside of you." My wolf demanded and Nicca all but nodded in a delirious state. That was all it took before Amadeo snapped his hips back and forth, plowing my thick cock inside of Nicca's hole. Nicca let out a loud scream as my body hovered over his, his legs wrapped tightly around my waist as he cried out for more. "Damn!" I cursed, loving the feeling of his tight ass wrapped around my cock. It was heaven, being inside of him and I felt ready to burst once again. "Nicca.." I growled lowly when he began to thrust himself again my dick. "Ah, fuck me, Mikhail!" He whimpered out loud, his hole clenching around me and my eyes widened. I held onto his waist and began to thrust myself in and out of him with a rapid pace, sweat forming on my forehead. I bottomed out so many times, loving the feeling of his hot skin against mine. 

"Misha!" He screamed and arched his back against the pillows when the head of my cock slammed against his prostate. I smirked in victory as I rammed my cock in and out of him at a rapid speed, one he couldn't keep up with. I kept snapping my hips back in forth, feeling my own release bubbling up in the pit of my stomach. I growled as he threw his head back as screams and moans filled my ear, essentially my type of music. "MIKHAIL!" Nicca screeched in my ear, coming to the brink of release from me abusing his love button constantly. I reached one hand to grasp his weeping erection, helping him along. The smell of green apples mixed with his scent of his arousal invaded the air and it did wonders to Amadeo. My wolf grinned in lust, giving his mate exactly what he wanted.

I sighed in contentment, battering his hole with fierce thrusts, loving how he couldn't control his moans and screams, my wolf eating it all up. He enjoyed knowing that his mate was like this because of him. I leaned down and sucked at the mark on Nicca's neck, pleasure running through my body as I took in the sight of him. "Mikhail," Nicca panted and I could see him rolling his eyes to the back of his head. "I'm going to cum!" I leaned down to place my mark on his body once again, biting down on the junction of his neck, his body shaking as his cum burst from his weeping cock and onto my torso and I savored the feeling and the taste of his blood coating my tongue. I pulled away with a pant, licking my teeth as he stared up me.

Nicca then pulled me down to him, his teeth stretched out as he bit down on my neck, embedding his mark once again and pleasure ran through my body, mile at a time and my cock erupted with great force, releasing every drop inside his awaiting hole. I groaned out loud, his rim tugging onto my knot as it began to form. "Shit." We whispered at the same time and I leaned down to drop a kiss on his soft lips, settling myself between his legs so he could take more of my knot. It would only take about a few minutes to settle inside of him before we could separate.

And I kissed him once again, enjoying the feeling of his lips against mine. I would never get tired of my mate and his scent, not ever. Every single day, he awoke that feeling in me, a indescribable feeling that could only be fixed by him because it was clear as day.

He was mine and he belonged to me.

'Fucking right.' Amadeo growled inside of me as the lights came up, the crowd standing up as the sound of murderous applauds filled the air. 'That's what I like to hear.' He was pleased and content with this mating, that was true, but come tomorrow. It would surely be a different day and a wolf in a different state of mind. My cock was done emptying itself inside of Nicca so I pulled out of him, a groan coming out of our lips. I handed him his pants, placing a kiss on his forehead. My clothes were ruined, but there was a pair of boxers sitting on the side of the pillow and I put those on.

I watched as Nicca stood up, clothes and body intact, as the royal priest from his family came over to him. He motioned for Nicca to raise a hand as his father stood next to him, hand on his heart. My own father Savastian came and stood right by my side, smiles evident. "I know you'll be a great Alpha. Прошу прощения за то, что вы сомневаетесь, son." There was sincerity in his eyes as he pulled me into a hug (I'm sorry for doubting you). "Now I have nothing but faith in you, Mikhail." I smiled softly as I inhaled my father's scent, one that I would always remember. "I'm so happy for you, Misha. To know that you have a lucky mate." My mother Svetlana ruffled my hair with her hand, happy that she could entrust her role to my Nicca. "I'm happy for me too. Я люблю тебя, мать и отец." I told them and my mother let a tear shed, hugging me tightly (I love you mom and dad). "I love you too, Misha." Then she walked away and I was faced with the brother that I had come to feel nothing for.

Nothing was said as Nikolai walked over to me, apologies written all over his face and at that moment, the slate was wiped clean. "Брат, я сожалею обо всем." He whispered in my ear once he pulled me into a hug. I could feel Nicca's anticipation building through our bond when he saw that I was just standing there and not hugging him back. I didn't know what I should have done but in this moment, I wrapped my arms around Nikolai, hugging him as well. It should be noted that at this moment, I felt relieved, like all of my worries just vanished. I let Nikolai go with a pat on his back as I turned to face Nicca, crown intact.

"I now pronounce you," The royal priest placed the golden crown on top of Nicca's head and I smiled at the sight. "Sir Nicca James Alfarone, head of the Alfarone family." Nicca grinned brightly and he bowed to the crowd of wolves, the sound of applause filling my ears. Nicolai clapped his son on the back, a pleased expression evident on his face. "I'm proud of you son. I know you'll take care of your family." He pulled Nicca into a hug, squeezing him tightly as a tear escaped his eye. His mother walked over, joining the hug. "I'm so glad to be your mother, my precious Nicca." Marica closed her eyes, enjoying the time she had with her son. I was proud of Nicca because he was my mate and he was now a 'king' that would do so well as to take care of everyone around him, including me. "GO NICCA, YOU STUPID ARSE!" You could hear Jose screaming from the crowd of people and I chuckled.

"What are you thinking about?" A warm body encased my side as my arm flung over his waist, the smell of barbecue chicken wafting into my nostrils as I squeezed him tightly. Just how could someone like me be blessed with someone like him? It's funny how one person, Raymond DiCaprio, could be the catalyst in our relationship. If it wasn't for him, I most definitely would still be in Russia, complaining about the need of a mate and I definitely wouldn't have thought about Nicca.

Thank you, Raymond.

I took one good look at my Nicca, his beautiful eyes flaring with happiness in comparison to his tousled hair that was all over the place and that smile on his lips, which I so badly wanted to kiss. I pulled him against me, inhaling the scent of his green apples, thanking the Moon Goddess for blessing me with such a person. He looked up at me, his face radiant and in that moment, I wanted to say what I've been thinking since the moment I met him. I turned to him and I uttered the words that made my heart flutter, my cheeks a bright shade of pink and my life a little brighter, watching how his lips turned into a smile.

"I love you."

But then my attention drifted over to the window, an unusual feeling coursing through my body as the hairs stood up on my arms. I felt Kaiden's fear and anger running through our connection and I knew he had to be shaking and I couldn't tell what for. Then that's when my eyes landed on it. The person standing behind the window, a grin on his face as he peered inside, the smell of manipulation and evil coming from his pores and I knew this was it. I narrowed my eyes at him, pulling Nicca close. My main intention was to keep Nicca safe. But just what the hell was he doing here? 'You know him, Kaiden?' I asked through our link as I saw him staring at the window, many emotions running through his mind. 'Yes.' He nodded, horror filling his expression and it chilled my bones to the core, shaking me.

"Isak Pratt."

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Yo, so this is the end of The Bodyguard's Claim. I hope you enjoyed Nicca and Mikhail because we have a new couple. Next in line is On His Demand. It features Jose Grazi and his big, bad wolf Kaiden West. Tell me in the comments how you liked this book.