Page 9 of Heart On Ice


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Later, as my back was slammed up against the wall of my hotel room and Leith’s lips danced over my pulse, I realized I was going to be breaking a lot of my rules tonight.

I’d decided early on that romance wasn’t in the cards for me. Sex, yes, but anything past that was a hard no.

After seeing what a bad marriage had done to my Mam and Aurelia, but also how the end of the dads’ good marriages had shredded them into bits… I was firmly on the side of never falling in love.

So I kept my rules simple.

No relationships past sex, no bringing them back into my space, and definitely avoid sleeping with someone you are going to have to see often.

But as Leith’s fingers slid down the zipper of my red dress, all the rules that I’d practically tattooed on the inside of my brain started to get blurry.

My dress hit the floor and the pale bra and panties I was wearing soon followed it. My skin tingled as his green eyes burned a path down my body appreciatively and then I watched as he aggressively unbuttoned his shirt, nearly popping buttons off in his haste.

His hands went to the button of his trousers and he paused, glancing up at me.

“Do we need condoms?” Leith asked. “I haven’t had sex in a year and I’m clean.”

Somewhere deep in my mind where my logical, clear-minded self had been shoved, little alarm bells were going off at that.

“Not if you don’t want. I’m on birth control.” The best that was on offer, actually. My doctor described it as the Lexus of birth control. A joke, but it always came to mind whenever situations like this came up.

Leith, whose skin had become flushed from our near dead-sprinted hustle up the stairwell of the hotel, examined my face carefully before he nodded and the sound of his trousers dropping filled the room.

“You good for the first round here?” he asked, his palm sliding behind my ass and left thigh before hitching it around his waist.

My body shuddered with anticipation at his mention of there being more than one round, and instead of answering, I reached in between our hips to press the thick head of his cock at my soaked entrance.

Leith didn’t need further instructions and soon he was pressing inside, the girth of his cock a shock to my system at first.

It had only been a few months since I’d last had sex, but the beta I’d spent the night with in Norway had nothing on the massive Scotsman currently trying to fit what felt like a bat in my pussy rather than a cock.

“Oh, wait a second,” I gasped, my nails digging into the top of his shoulders as we both hissed with pain.

“Sorry,” Leith apologized sheepishly, his hips stilling completely.

Then, much to my surprise, the man lifted me away from the wall and started to rub comforting circles up and down my back until the pain ebbed and I was left with only the feeling of complete fullness.

Normally, I would have bitten the face off of any man who tried to patronize me by treating me like a baby. I wasn’t some omega who needed to be soothed and it grated on my skin when men tried to do it to me.

But for some reason the massive hands on my back didn’t make my hackles rise. It was the complete opposite in fact.

Something about the contact sent little shockwaves of pleasure right to my clit and soon I found my hips starting to roll against him, urging him on despite the last echoes of pain as I adjusted to his width.

Leith’s mouth found mine and I was lost in it as he lifted my body up against the wall again, the cool surface making gooseflesh rise on my arms and legs. He used the flat surface to leverage me and he began to slowly start to thrust.

I could feel the slowly swelling edge of his knot each time he bottomed out inside of me and it made me moan each time.

I wonder what that feels like inside, I thought hazily as I looped my arms around his neck and held on for dear life.

The thought was naughty—even for me—most alphas refused to knot or lock each other. It was almost taboo and some disagreed whether or not it could physically even be done.

I’d never considered it much, preferring the company of betas. Betas didn’t crave bonds and commitment the way omegas and alphas did, which made them easier to deal with.

But now as his knot edged just inside of my cunt, I was more than curious.

Breaking away from his hungry lips, I looked down at him, taking in his flushed features and blown pupils. “Have you ever knotted another alpha?”

Leith’s hips jerked roughly and we both moaned.

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