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In between kisses trailing down my stomach, he smirked slightly and said, “You can call me god if you want to, but I answer to Alpha just as well.”
His hands were hot on my thighs as he abruptly spread them apart, dipped his head, and sucked directly over my clit through the thin material of the boxers. Back bowing sharply, it took everything I had to keep my arms above my head. I wanted, so badly, to reach down and dig my fingers into his styled brown hair. Seeing it mused while I held him right where I needed him was so very tempting, but fear that he’d stop kept me holding still. Somehow, that ratcheted up the heat pouring through my veins another notch.
A breathy, “Please,” slipped past my lips.
Deep and raw, Eli’s groan rumbled against my core as he hooked his fingers into the sides of the boxers and dragged them down. “So fuckin’ pretty when you beg.”
I helped him, removing one leg, then the other, boldly dropping my knees open when I was bare before him. I knew what I wanted and had zero hesitation. Not with the reverence crossing Eli’s face.
Amber eyes locked on to my bared pussy, he used his thumbs to spread me wide and slid his tongue from entrance to clit. The breath seized in my lungs as a full body shiver tumbled through me from the tips of my toes to my outstretched fingertips. He licked in hard circles around my clit before sucking it into his mouth. It’d been too long, and there was no stopping it. Ishattered.
Eyes squeezed shut, I rode the waves of pleasure as he worshiped me with tongue and teeth, never ceasing the targeted, intoxicating pressure. It was too much. Too intense. I couldn’t think, couldn’t do anything but react.
Disobeying, my arms dropped, and I buried my fingers into his hair, curling them tightly, unsure whether I wanted to pull him away or hold him against me. I tipped from one orgasm right into the next, barely aware of the high-pitched cries echoing into the room.
Finally, blessedly, he relented. I was still trembling as he chuckled, easing me with light kisses before blazing a path back to my breasts, giving each one attention before I dragged him up the rest of the way. His lips were shiny with my release, and I studied his tongue as it snuck out to lick my essence. Pulling him down, I sealed my mouth to his. There was something filthy and hot about tasting myself on him.
He kissed me back without hesitation, settling his hips between my still spread thighs, letting me feel the steel-hard bar of his cock.
“It’s not fair,” I panted. “You’re wearing far too much clothing.”
I felt his smile against my lips. “That can be easily remedied.”
It took him less than thirty seconds to strip and reclaim his place over me. The heat of his body pressed against me renewed the arousal singing through my veins. I drank in the sight of all his bare skin, wanting to trace the lines of hard muscles with my tongue… until my gaze caught on the healing bruise that cut diagonally across his right collarbone. I thought nothing could dim my pleasure and happiness, but seeing him injured instantly twisted my stomach.
Trailing my fingers over it gently, I asked, “Does it hurt?”
He huffed an unexpected laugh. “I could be missing a leg right now, and it wouldn’t hurt, not with your taste on my tongue and your slick pussy rubbing against my cock.” A devilish smile curved his lips as he hoisted my leg higher up his hip, changing our angle. “Now where were we?”
I couldn’t answer, couldn’t do anything except gasp as his head grazed over my sensitive clit. I rocked up against him, eyes rolling back at the pleasure.
He hissed in response, then demanded in a low, guttural voice, “Say it, Love.”
Knowing exactly what he wanted, I whimpered, “Please. Please, fuck me.”
“Please, fuck me…” he trailed off, waiting for me to finish the request.
Slick dripped at the demand, and my walls clenched around nothing. “Alpha,” I breathed.
“Good girl,” he praised, then rewarded me with the slow, steady plunge of his cock. The angle was perfect as he drove forward, then stopped, making me whimper and strain against him for more.
“Eli!”
“Fuck,” he exhaled raggedly. “I forgot how beautifully tight you are.”
Wanting,needingmore, I squeezed around him, and his restraint blessedly snapped.
With a curse, his hips thrust and he sank all the way in, his knot teasing my entrance. The stretch was deliciously intense, almost but not quite uncomfortable. I felt impaled, full to bursting, and yet I still yearned to take the rest of him. Pausing, he let my body adjust. Or perhaps he was just trying to torture me some more. I couldn’t tell.
My walls fluttered and twitched, an orgasm rising surprisingly fast, looming just out of reach.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!”
He hadn’t even moved yet, and already we were dancing on the razor’s edge. Everything felt heightened, as if every single nerve ending had been electrified.
Pulling out only to thrust in once more, he set a slow but steady pace. Light sparkled behind my eyes and the heat simmering in my veins flared hotter, brighter. I clawed at his back and dug one hand into his hair, holding him close as he fucked me, rocking my body with every plunge. My heart thundered, my pulse racing in my neck like a trapped bird.
“Oh, gods, I’m…” My words bled into an inarticulate keen. It felt good.Toogood. I wasn’t going to last. I ached for him.Burnedfor him.
