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I’d never fancied myself the type to follow orders, either. Usually, I was the person giving those. It wasn’t an alpha’s place to be on the receiving end.
But this was my mate. I didn’t just obey her. I reveled in the chance. Hungrily, my mouth roamed to the neckline of her dress. I tore it back with my teeth, nuzzled at her breast until I worked it free of her bra, and took a nipple into my mouth. It was stiff beneath my tongue, pearled with sweet milk. As I sucked, she gave a delicious whimper. I moved to the other, giving it the same treatment.
I could have done that for hours if it wasn’t for the insistent hardness of my cock. It throbbed for her, urging me to end the foreplay and sheath myself inside her heat.
I took it in my hand as I kissed farther down her body, undoing the tie of her sundress so I could part it as I descended.
Taste me, she’d ordered. This was no time for insubordination.
There was still more of her to taste.
I settled between her thighs. Even just breathing her in created a fresh wave of intoxication. She was sweeter than any wine, and left me more delirious than any whiskey. I didn’t even need to drink alcohol anymore. Any time I needed a fix, I could just get drunk on her.
With my tongue, I explored her folds. It would have been a thrill to tease her, to make her whimper and mewl and beg, but I had no patience for it. Precum poured out of my cock, so much and so slick that I had to tighten my grasp on my shaft just to keep it from slipping out of my grasp.
Instead of teasing her, I latched onto her clit, working it with determination. Her arousal pooled at my chin. I only paused once before I made her come—and even then, it was only to laugh when I realized that she tasted like strawberries down here, too. Tart and sweet, all at once.
“Inside me,” she panted, her fingers in my hair. She tugged my head up and stared me down with a panicked seriousness. “Xander. Please. Fuck me now.”
The urgency in her voice roused me in a way nothing else ever had. We could have been separated by a field littered with barbed wire, broken glass, and land mines, and I would have crawled happily through all that and worse just to have her here like this, beneath me like this…
Begging for my cock likethat.
Breathlessly, I moved my body over hers. Normally, I had to run miles and miles before my lungs started to burn like this. Being out of breath was a strange sensation for me…except when it came to my Felicity.
This woman took my fucking breath away.
I braced my weight on an elbow as I positioned my cock against her. The honeyed heat radiating from her cunt was as intoxicating as her scent on my lips. I closed my eyes and breathed in as deeply as I could, my nostrils flaring as I savored the moment.
It was an incredible fucking thing to want someone so bad that it hurt. That desperate, Godawful, divine aching—it was a feeling I’d only ever felt for her.
“Xander,” she said forcefully, twisting her fingers into my hair. With a firm tug at my roots, she reminded me that I wasn’t the only one wanting.
I opened my eyes again, grinning as I panted. “You’re so fuckin’ hot when you’re bossy, you know that?”
She opened her mouth, probably to snap something clever back at me, but I didn’t give her a chance. I placed the tip of my cock at her entrance and pressed into her. Instead of a saucy retort, she rewarded me with a goddess-like moan.
My own voice quickly joined hers. I pushed in an inch, then another. What little air I had left in my lungs left my throat in ragged groan. She was so slick I could have easily filled her with a single thrust. The pleasure would’ve killed me, of course, but I would have died a happy man.
Instead, I took her slowly, forcing myself to hold back. She was so small, so delicate, that I feared I would break her with even a single wrong move.
At least, until she reminded me that I couldn’t have been more wrong. Felicity tugged at the roots of my hair again, wrapping her legs tightly around my waist. Her pillowy lips pulled back as her expression grew fiercer.
“More,” she growled through her teeth. “I want all of you. Every inch.”
At that, all self-control was out the window.
I thrust hard and deep, giving myself over to my longing, my animalistic need. Giving myself over toher. She cried out in response but not for long. I stifled the sound with my mouth, crushing my lips forcefully against hers.
We fucked in a way that felt only half-human. Consciousness faded away. Instinct took hold. She dug her nails into my shoulder blades, pounded my chest with her fist, sank her teeth into my lower lip, and raised her hips to meet my every thrust.
She reminded me that, deep down, I was more than just a man. I was a wolf.
And somewhere deep down, in a way, so was she.
She came for me with an arch of her back and a thrash of her shoulders, like every wave of orgasm was kickstarting her heart. After a short, gasping recovery, she arched beneath me again, even harder. I joined her this time, spilling myself into her until every ounce of energy fled my body, and my body was left slumped over hers like a dying man clinging to an altar.
I rolled aside before I crushed her, and she moved to lay her head on my chest with the same heady exhaustion.
