Page 43 of The Alpha Wolf’s Secret Baby Boy

Gulping hard, my eyes flicker to his lips, still gleaming with my saliva, and I’m reminded of the first time we kissed, the first time we made love, the first time he told me he loved me.

And maybe I’m being too optimistic with my thoughts, but I can’t seem to find a single reason that I shouldn’t be right here in his arms.

Damian leans in when I hesitate to answer, his hot breath fanning my lips, the warmth a stark contrast to the cool moisture on my lips, and it’s the slightest sensation that spreads through my body. I shudder, chest heaving against his, my nipples erect and sending even more sensation to my core.

“I’m going to kiss you again if you don’t stop me,” he warns as he comes even closer, citrus hanging on my lips as his scent envelops me.

I bat my eyelids softly as I stare into his domineering eyes, glossed over with lust, and my heart explodes.

Every second spent apart crashes into me like a storm, and all the anger, all the hurt, turns into something else. Something more dangerous. Lust. Wanton need. Yearning for the arms of the only man I have ever loved.

And even if that love has been ripped apart and replaced by anger, all I can find now is the desperate need to feel his lips on mine again.

“I won’t stop you…” I breathe, and when his lips conquer mine in a passionate, feverish kiss, I realize that it’s more than just this kiss I want.

I want his hands all over me, just as they are now, roaming the flesh beneath my T-shirt as he moans on the kiss, telling me how desperate he is to touch me.

My mind slips into a void of thoughtlessness, where the only thing I can focus on is his hands as they slide under my bra and he captures the mounds of my breasts with a fervent groan. He breaks the kiss to stare into my eyes with hunger flashing freely, and a smirk of satisfaction curls his impossibly plump lips.

When he swipes his tongue across his bottom lip with anticipation, I already know what’s about to happen before my T-shirt drifts over my head. Deftly unclipping my bra, he draws down the straps with deliberate slowness, studying my face for every slight reaction until it’s down my arms and he tosses it to the side.

In one swift motion, he leans down and wraps his lips over one ripe bud, one hand kneading the mound into his mouth while the other finds purchase on the small of my back to pull me toward him. My back arches as I wrap my arms around his neck, craving so much closeness that it drives me to the brink of insanity.

His guttural growls against my flesh ignite goosebumps across my skin, his pleasure sounding like music to my ears as my own moans are added. Between my thighs, my panties are drenched, and I’m close to losing my mind with the desperate, almost painful need to feel his touch down there.

“Please, Damian…” I mewl as he grazes his teeth on my nipple. “Please!”

He draws back and pulls his lips off with a lewd pop, then meets my eyes with devilish hunger.

“What are you asking for, Poppy?” he asks in a low, gravelly tone, sliding his hand from my back to my pelvis. “You want me to touch you? Want me to make you come?”

All I can manage is a strained, hoarse sound ripping from my throat, and before I can even attempt a nod, he swoops me up in his strong, capable arms and carries me to the bed.

He lays me down gently, straightening up to remove every layer of his clothing until he’s left in his undershorts, taking his sweet time as he watches me through hooded eyes as I rake my gaze across every inch of his toned body. Muscles contour his arms, his shoulders, his chest, and even his thighs. But there’s one muscle, rigid and ready, that my eyes land on, and I lick my lips in anticipation, recalling the delicious stretch every time he entered me.

I suck in a deep breath as he goes for my pants, hooking his fingers between the waistbands of both the layers I still have on. I lift my hips slightly as he pulls my pants and panties off my legs, and he drops to his knees and hooks mine over his shoulders.

Gasping in surprise when he tugs me forward abruptly, I barely have time to catch my breath when he dips his head between my thighs and sucks on my bundle of nerves.

“Oh, Goddess, Damian!” I exclaim, carding my fingers through the loose curls at the top of his head.

Every flick of his tongue, every suckle of his lips, draws me closer to the brink of climax, and when he adds a finger to his ministrations, stroking my folds before thrusting into my aching hole with the single digit, I cry out in ecstasy, his name rolling off my tongue like a prayer for mercy.

Damian pops his lips from my clit, sliding up as he quickens the pace, thrusting back and forth with his finger, and he hovers over me, staring deeply into my eyes like he’s about to snatch my soul.

“Come for me, baby,” he coerces me in a husky tone, kissing my lips so I can taste myself on his tongue. “That’s it… Just like that…”

His encouraging voice, coupled with the sorcery he performs with his hand between my thighs, one finger curling inside me as he finds the soft, squishy spot to tap on while the apple of his palm hits my clit has me bursting. I unravel under his touch, under his gaze, wailing from the amount of sheer pleasure that causes every inch of my body to tingle.

I see stars behind my eyelids as I soar across the planes of pleasure, and it’s only when he kisses my lips and breathes life back to me that I realize he’s settled between my thighs.

Ravenous and greedy, I reach between our bodies and take his cock into my hand, feeling the velvet shaft throb against my touch as he groans. He grazes my bottom lip with his teeth as he breaks the kiss, eyes glowing like obsidian crystals as he stares at me.

“You want this cock, don’t you…” He smirks as he grinds himself into my hand, mimicking slow, lazy thrusts if he were inside me.

“Yes,” I whisper, throwing my head back as I line the tip of his cock with my needy hole.

He chuckles as he drops his head to the crook of my neck where he’d bitten me to mark me as his mate, peppering open-mouthed kisses on my sensitive flesh as he slowly slides his length into me.