She laughed softly, then shrugged out of her robe, letting it slip to the ground, revealing every inch of her naked body to me. My mate was astonishingly beautiful, perfect in every way. It fucking choked me up every time. I blinked to make sure this wasn’t some fever dream. I did the same thing the first night of the contest, when she’d rounded the corner in the Moonlight Lounge. I’d stared in awe then as well, wondering if this creature was a figment of my imagination or if she were actually real.
I pulled at my restraints, wanting desperately to touch her. “Heaven’s Moon, little prey. What are you doing to me?”
She gave another little laugh but this one had an edge to it. “Who’s the prey tonight?”
I narrowed my eyes. What was she up to?
She moved to the foot of the bed and slowly tugged off my sheet. My cock lay thick and heavy on my abdomen, a drop of pre-cum already glistening on the tip. The soft feminine sound she made got me even harder as she dropped the middle section of the footboard. Because I was so mesmerized watching her breasts move in the candlelight, she’d set each of my heels into the wooden divots before I realized what she was doing.
Hold on! She was using the Alpha’s bed on me? ButI’mthe Alpha.
I started to protest, but she shushed me. “I thought we’d start first by giving you a chance to let off a little steam.” She looked at the pillows behind my head. “Are you comfortable, my love?”
Tied to a bed with heavy iron shackles making it hard to move? But how could I argue with this woman? “Yes,” I grumbled.
“Good.”
She produced a purple glass jar and scooped out a small amount of the salve onto her palm.
The missing part of the footboard made it easy for her to settle between my legs. As she rubbed her hands together, the smell was similar to eucalyptus with a touch of something musky.
She gripped the base of my cock and cupped my balls. I hissed in a ragged breath. The salve was warm and silky as she coated my shaft, moving her hand up and down the length of me.
I fisted the sheet beneath me as my inner wolf strained. I was going to come like a geyser if she didn’t stop. Or a teenager getting his first hand job behind the school bleachers. Not exactly the pinnacle of alpha-ness.
The tip of her tongue darted out. My beautiful little alchemist was deep in concentration. And I was her test subject.
She shifted position and loosened her hold. I relaxed, the pressure subsiding just a little. Then the purple jar came out again and I saw a flash of metal.
She gripped me again, dipped her head and took me into her mouth. I groaned and thrust involuntarily into her. She opened wider and took me even deeper.
Heaven’s Moon, I was going to come. She should move off of me. Now.
“Daphne!” I grunted. I didn’t want her to choke.
Then something slid lower. Something metallic. On the tip of her finger.
I sucked in a breath. Was that—? Was she?—?
We agreed beforehand that nothing was off the table tonight, but she hadn’t specifically mentionedthat.
As if sensing my hesitation, she lifted her head, and my dick dropped from her mouth with aplop.
No, no, no! Don’t stop!
“Are you okay with this, my love?” she asked, her eyes sparkling in the candlelight. “Would you like me to stop?”
I’d done anal play a few times, sure, but it wasn’t something I was into. With Daphne, though, I was game for anything. “Keep. Going.”
She smiled. “Good boy.” Then she took me back into her mouth.
The pressure in my balls increased, and I was right there again. Heaven’s Moon, did I have a praise kink along with a full-moon breeding drive? Yes. Yes, I did.
I was such a goner for this woman.
My knot was thickening at the base of my cock. She rubbed it with some of her salve, and my body went rigid with pleasure. Then the dam broke and I was coming. I pulled at my restraints, wanting desperately to fist my hands in her hair to regain some control.
There was that metal tip again. Oh fuck, were those ridges? Stars popped behind my eyelids, and I was coming even harder.
