Chapter Twenty-TwoGrace #2
“I’m not much more experienced than the last time we had sex.
I remember trying a couple of times to date, mostly because of parental pressure, but nothing felt right.
Not to mention, well, some people don’t think I’m beautiful when I’m naked and I’m not sure if I can be with someone that isn’t okay with all of me,” I admitted, my voice breathy as my back arched, hoping he got the hint and touched my aching breasts.
Wes’ kisses moved down my back. “All of you is beautiful.”
That was exactly what I needed to hear.
“I’m so curious what it would be like to be with both of you. Talking about everything last night, oh boy,” I sighed in memory, heat rising inside me, making me wet.
“I’m so glad.” He touched his forehead to mine. “After you, I tried, but… no one was you. Until Evan, who is most definitely not you. He sort of lacks some things you have and has things you don’t.” Wes buried his face in my breasts.
“I’m glad you have him,” I gasped as he bit my breast through my clothes.
“I need you naked.” Taking my dress, he pulled it over my head, revealing my cute and sporty bra and panties. Wes attacked my lips as I fumbled with his shirt, like we were horny teenagers.
The last time we had sex, we’d been exactly that—horny teenagers, desperate for reassurance and each other. I threw his shirt some place, our kisses growing frantic as he slid his fingers under the back of my bra to undo it as I unzipped his pants, his cock hard against his boxers.
His scent became stronger, swirling around me in a cocktail of passion and familiarity, as he nipped at the bottom of my lip, hands caressing my breasts. Wes’ fingers hit that sensitive spot under my right breast and my breath hitched, heat flaring through me as my panties grew damp.
“Pants off,” I demanded, not able to remove them fully with the way we were positioned on the bed.
“Bossy,” he teased, wriggling out of them, but staying in his boxers, then diving at me on the bed, attacking my breasts with his lips.
“Right there.” A moan escaped my lips as he teased my nipples with his tongue. His hands traveled down my body, removing my panties, then running up my leg.
“I missed these breasts,” he groaned, taking another mouthful. “And that pretty cunt of yours. Did your pussy miss me, Peaches?”
“Yes.” I arched my pelvis as he took my nipple in his teeth and bit gently, as his fingers rubbed my clit. “Right there, right there.” Pleasure burst through me.
“Right there, what?” He looked at me, eyes a glimmer, then vanished. “Sorry, we… we don’t have to play that game.”
“Right there, Alpha, please.” I grabbed his hand, pushing it right where I needed it, the old phrase coming naturally to my tongue. In this moment, it felt so right.
“Oh, the sound of that. I need to taste you. Open.” He pushed my knees open and buried his face between my legs, nuzzling my thighs, my curls, my damp folds.
His tongue darted out, licking the length of me, then settling on my clit, sucking, and licking me like I was his favorite ice cream on a hot day.
“Mmmm, sweet and delicious.” Wes teased and tasted me as I moaned again. “That’s my perfect peach.”
The first time he’d gone down on me, I’d been scandalized. I had no idea that was something people did.
Then I begged him to do it again.
Two fingers slipped inside me, and I gasped as they created a maddening rhythm.
“So wet,” he whispered into my clit, pulling me closer, practically growling into me.
“Yes,” I moaned as his fingers found all the sweet spots, his mouth unrelenting as he continued to feast on me.
“I want you to come all over my face,” he murmured as he nibbled.
Don’t need to ask me twice. He thrust an additional finger inside me, my body shaking as waves of pleasure washed over me as I inhaled lungfuls of his intoxicating scent.
Wes continued working me with his lips, his fingers, making my body shudder in a way it only had in my dreams, working me back up to my peak, making me see stars over and over.
“Oh yes, yes, yes. ” This. I’d missed this so much. I’d missed him. “Wes, I want you inside me,” I breathed.
“Are you ready to see my magic dick?” He sat up, eyes bright. “I’ve been waiting for days to show it to you–and I came very close to doing so last night.”
“Gimme.” I grinned back, reaching for his boxers, helping him pull them off. “Please, Alpha.” I smirked.
For a moment, I stared at it. It was long and thick, even more so than I recalled.
The fleshy part at the base was already partially inflated–a part that the boys back home didn’t have.
The alpha knot. It got bigger as he got aroused, then when he pushed it inside me, it would lock, sealing us together until it deflated.
“Is it everything you remember?” His look got heated, as he fisted it, giving it a couple of strokes.
“More.” I licked my lower lip in anticipation and reached out, running the tips of my fingers up his hard length, as he gasped, closing his eyes.
“That’s it, touch it, remember it. This is all for you and Evan.
What do you want to do with it? Do you want me to fuck your pussy with it?
Do you want me to take you slow or fast?
But either way, I’m going to make you remember how much you loved my dick, as you scream my name,” he growled, gasping again, as my fingers traced his knot.
Wes had talked to me during sex. I’d often called him alpha in bed . But it had never been quite so graphic.
More, please.
“I’m going to taste it.” Crawling forward on the bed, I ran my tongue up it and around his knot. I tried to take the tip in my mouth, but I started laughing. The first time I’d tried to give him head, we’d been in the paddle boats, and it had been so awkward we’d fallen into the lake.
“I’m glad my dick makes you laugh.” He pulled me down onto the bed, grinning.
Wes leaned in and sucked on one nipple, flicking it with his tongue and nibbling on it until I gasped.
“Are you on birth control, or do I need a condom? Evan bought some in case you wanted them,” he asked. “Evan and I aren’t on birth control. We should fix that.”
Men could and did go on birth control here. Nice.
“I got a shot back home, but the doctor here put something in my arm, said it was standard and I could get it removed. Um, I think enough time has passed.” I moaned again as he lavished attention on the other breast.
“May I please have you, Alpha? I need to feel you. This is all for you.” I widened my thighs to make room for him. As fun as this was, I wanted him inside me, to fill the emptiness I’d had in my soul for so long.
Emptiness that might just be him.
“Absolutely.” Covering my mouth with his, he slid his length inside me, in one smooth motion.
A sigh escaped my lips as his hard cock filled me, making me gasp. “Yes.”
He settled himself inside me and swiped back a piece of my hair with his hand as his gaze met mine. “Are you okay? You feel so good. So warm and wet and ready for me.”
“Full. I need you to move.” Fill me. Claim me.
Love me.
“As you wish.” Wes pumped up and down, in firm, hard strokes, sending waves of delight through every inch of me.
A heady feeling embraced me as I bucked against the sensation.
“That’s it, Peaches. I’m not going to last long. I… I don’t have to knot you if you’re not ready.” He sucked on my neck as he continued to thrust in and out of me, pace unrelenting.
A memory struck me as our bodies continued to meet, pushing, and grinding with a fervor I hadn’t felt in so long, something halfway between a prayer and desperation.
My body continued its urgent rocking as another orgasm threatened to crash down on me. “I want you.”
“You have me.” He kissed me hard, as if trying to push all his feelings into a single kiss.
Bracing for the crash, I lifted my pelvis, trying to pull him into me, my body knowing I didn’t quite have all of him. “I want your knot, please, Wes, Alpha, please.”
“Are you sure?” he whispered, pulling out almost all the way.
“With all my heart. Knot me,” I pleaded, needing to be joined with him.
Needing to be whole.
He growled, and thrust his entire length in, pushing his knot inside me, stretching me until it popped in place, locking us together.
The wave of release crashed down on me, and my teeth clamped down on his shoulder, right where I always used to bite him during sex as I came on his knot.
Our bodies moved as he continued to rock, his knot sending delicious sparks through me as he brought me to another peak.
Another growl came from his throat as his hot release filled me, him adjusting me slightly against his knot, then kissing me hard.
I climaxed again, and my body continued to tremble as he pulsed inside me.
Claiming me. Filling me. Making my soul complete.
“That was perfect,” he murmured, nibbling my neck, kissing and licking me in a way that sent little sparks of delight through me. “You were perfect. Are you okay?”
I looked into his eyes, falling into them. “That was incredible.” Tears pricked my eyes, and I buried my head in the crook of his neck, inhaling his scent. “I missed you so much.”
“I missed you, too,” he breathed, wrapping his arms around me and shifting our locked bodies into a more comfortable cuddling position. “I’m here. I’m here and I’ve got you.”
He started to purr for me, wrapping my body in warmth.
“I know.” For the first time in a long time, I felt happy. Truly soul-busting, joyously happy. Like a puzzle I didn’t know I’d had was finally finished.
I was treasured. I was loved.
I was complete.