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When I pull my arm back to throw the shaggy monstrosity across the room, my muscles lock and refuse to move.
The strands smell like him. Pearly white fluid soaks through the netting and into the threads.
I give in to my nesting instinct and tuck the marked fabric under the bottom layer of my cocoon before burrowing into the center.
Peace flows through me as I lay in a mountain of comfort. I’ve never experienced such luxury before.
After a few breaths, aggravation settles over me. Something is missing. My nest is too big. Too cold. Too lonely.
I need my alpha.
With bitterness coating my tongue, I curl into a ball and close my eyes as a wave of heat blasts through me.
“Invite me in, Bette,” Deck purrs.
I tuck into a tighter ball and shake my head even though he can’t see me. The reaction is juvenile and pointless, but I do it for my own mental health. I’ll never be able to forgive myself if I don’t give at least a token of resistance. Even though an inferno rages through my body and my soul stretches toward his, I can’t forgive him for his cruelties.
My heart races as time slows. I expect rough hands to wrap around my ankles and yank me out of the blankets at any moment, but he lets the minutes pass in silence. Need builds in my veins until every nerve in my body begs for touch.
I shift my grip from my knee to my breast and enjoy the softness of my skin, but after a few moments, the sensation falls flat.
My alpha rumbles a warning note. Slippery fluid coats my inner thighs. I trail my hand between my legs and stifle a gasp as I explore myself. When my fingertip brushes directly over my clit, I bite back a groan and chase the spark, circling and flicking, but only compound my frustration.
Frantic for release, I sink two fingers into my weeping pussy. Tremors wrack my body, but it isn’t enough. I pull my digits free and whine.
“Invite me in, tiny tigress,” my alpha demands.
The sheets rub against my sensitive flesh as I writhe in a cage of my own making. My body betrays me.
Knowing there’s only one way to assuage my need, I stick my hand through the layers of my nest and wiggle my fingers.
It’s the only invitation I can offer him. He doesn’t hesitate, weaving his fingers through mine and entering my cocoon with surprising care.
His delicious scent magnifies as he works his shoulders between the sheets. When I don’t move, he crawls over me, pulling my arm around me with our joined fingers, and settles in behind me. His warmth sinks into my spine as he wraps his muscular body around mine, adding another layer of security to my nest.
Unexpected tears seep from my lashes. The emotions rolling through me are too big to understand, much less name.
Deck’s purr gentles as the smell of my tears interrupts the mingling of our pheromones. He lifts my head and replaces my pillow with his arm before wrapping his forearm around my front and tugging me back against him. His gigantic shaft nestles between the globes of my ass while his tip leaks against my lower back.
My mouth waters as his scent condenses in my nostrils and reminds me of his taste. I swallow and grip his hand like it’s a lifeline.
The intimacy of the moment steals my breath, and I give an embarrassing hiccup in my attempt to hide my sob.
“Hush, little one. I know what you need. I’ll take care of you,” Deck murmurs into my hair. Shivers run up and down my spine as his chest vibrates against my back and his cock glides along my flesh.
He slips his hand from my arm to my breast. Sparks dash from my nipple to my core as he teases my flesh, cupping, pinching, and circling until an unbearable pressure grows between my legs. I tilt my hips, wanting things I can’t name.
His low rumble decimates my thoughts. I delve into carnal instincts. Words cease to exist.
He guides our joined hands over my shoulder and encourages me to grip his hair. I moan in surprise at the silkiness. He skims his fingers down my inner arm and continues along my side before dipping between my legs. His thick fingers grip my thigh and lift, making room for his leg to wedge between mine. I groan and grab a fistful of his hair.
He trails his digits up my leg before cupping the whole of my sex and grinding the heel of his palm into my clit.
Fireworks explode through my entire nervous system. A dam bursts deep in my abdomen and slick gushes from my entrance. His purr drops an octave, adding to my freefall, and I forget to breathe as release soars through me.
The orgasm doesn’t last. Sweat drips from my pores and jelly replaces my muscles, but my need returns tenfold.
I whine and writhe. The underside of his shaft glides against my back while his partially inflated knot nudges my ass. I need more.
