Chapter 20 #2
He chuckles, then runs a hand through his dark hair. “Good, then my job is almost done.” Next, he lifts the robe’s tie off the floor. “Now, show me your hands.”
Moonlight illuminates the perspiration across his muscles, and my pulse is racing, half of me thrilled, the other half seriously nervous.
I watch how damn proud he is of himself, while I’m here trembling, on the edge, and leaking slick between my thighs. I’m swooning that he gave me a necklace. So he wants to tie me up? Fine. I offer him a wide smile and press my hands together in front of him.
“Never been tied up before, but I’m up for anything. Do we need a safe word?”
He raises an eyebrow. “If you’d like. How about werewolf?”
I laugh out loud. “Done.”
He proceeds to wrap the tie around my wrists, genuinely tender with his touch, considering that seconds earlier he’d almost destroyed me against the wall.
I then shuffle up to the middle of the bed, and he loops the tie around one of the thick slats of my headboard. Once I’m secured, I test it, and it’s not going anywhere. Suddenly, a small sliver of fright pulses through me because I’m now completely at his mercy.
His hand slides under my jaw and to my chin. “Are you okay? Happy to proceed?”
“Yes, please,” I whisper because I’ve come this far, and deep down I do trust him.
Wolf moves to the end of the bed and parts my legs. “Spread them for me,” he demands, and I’m aware of how vulnerable I am right now.
His gaze lowers, tracing the inside of my thighs, and he grasps his large cock, tugging it a few times. “You might be the death of me.”
“I could say the same,” I reply, lying here with my hands tied up over my head and my legs open for this enormous Alpha.
He climbs onto the bed and pushes himself right between my thighs, his mouth on my pussy.
I cry out, arching my chest, head back, as his tongue flicks my clit.
He’s licking me, tugging at my lips, devouring me savagely.
My hips give a jump each time his teeth gently bite around my clit.
I’m so sensitive down there, especially when he uses the flat of his tongue to drag along the full length of my pussy.
But he releases me just as quickly as before, and I glare at him while he grins evilly at me.
“I want my cock deep inside you when you finally come so that you can squeeze me so hard I almost pass out.”
“Damn, Wolf!”
But he pulls himself over me and guides his shaft into me. Then he slides deeper, spreading me. And I’m grasping on to the binds, biting down on my lower lip. With his other hand, he drags his palm down my body, from the valley of my breasts, across my stomach, and to my clit, which he pinches.
I writhe against him.
“This tight pussy is going to come all over my cock, isn’t it, songbird?” He thrusts into me unapologetically.
I scream out from the strength behind him, my hips jerking from the impact, tension building up and threatening to blow me apart. “You love being in control, don’t you?” I gasp.
“You know it,” he gloats, then starts to really pump into me, and I’m panting for breath. “You’re so fucking amazing!” he grunts.
My hips roll with each thrust, air rushing out of my lungs, and he’s only started with me. He’s flooding me with unrelenting pleasure, stretching me, watching me as he fucks. I never thought that being at the mercy of an Alpha would bring me such unimaginable arousal.
Shivers dance down my skin as we rock the bed, hitting the wall with our movements.
Wolf falls forward, and over the top of me, hands pressed against the mattress on either side. He’s so close that it’s tempting to reach up and kiss him. My nipples are pebbled tight, muscles spasming as pleasure surges within me and all the way up to my brain.
I’m holding on to the restraint, making broken sounds while he grunts. All while he goes wild and feral on me. And I don’t care. I want to lose control and be completely wrecked.
In a heartbeat, he draws back onto his heels, pulling out, and hastily flips me over onto my stomach, the ties twisting.
“Oh,” I gasp out loud as he lifts my ass into the air, and I find purchase for my knees.
“What a sweet ass,” he growls, and gives me a slap.
“Hey,” I say, then he pushes that monster cock into me again. He shoves in so much deeper than before that I’m screaming. “Fuck, Wolf!”
“Okay, I hear you, songbird.” And suddenly, he’s jackhammering into me faster, and my world spins. Everything’s wild because I never knew my body could be taken this savagely, and yet I’m demanding more.
He’s not stopping to let me catch my breath, because Wolf has endless energy, it seems, and he just pushes harder.
“We’re going all night,” he tells me, and it’s not a question but a promise. I have my face in a pillow, taking everything he delivers. “I’m not even close to being done with you. I want you in every position, songbird.”
“Wolf, God, you’re out of control,” I murmur between breaths.
He slaps me once more. “You want me to stop? I haven’t heard the safe word yet.”
I somehow manage to laugh. “And you’re not going to.”
He howls with laughter, riding me, and I realize how desperately I never want to leave this bed.
Then, I come apart instantly. I didn’t feel the buildup. It tears through my body, and I’m convulsing, but he still fucks me, never stopping.
“Yes, squeeze my cock,” he hisses. “Fuck me, Lucy!” He’s grunting loudly as I completely fall to pieces, all while he continues to nail me to the bed. Shaking, I fist the bedsheets, riding the unbelievable orgasm, carried into the heavens and back.
“Do you ever pause or have a cooldown setting?” I finally ask.
He laughs. “I’m not ready. I can’t stop, songbird. Fuck, I’m so wound up. And you’ll keep up with me. I know you can.”
I hold on as he claims me, my own arousal spiking already, which only happens during my heat. Except these are exceptional moments, seeing as I’ve had sex with three Alphas in almost as many days and clearly my body is reacting. That must be it.
“Are you still with me?” he asks and slows down momentarily as he rolls me onto my side. He takes my leg by the ankle and rests it up against his chest. His mouth kisses my foot.
“You bet,” I moan, delirious and ravaged by this man.
His hand lowers down to my clit, and I’m about to lose my mind. I thrash against him. “Wolf!”
“Songbird, I want you tied to this bed all night. I’ll clean you, bring you water, anything, but I’m going to show you that your pretty little pussy belongs to me.”
“Hell, you’re unwell.” I laugh out loud while still shuddering against him.
“I’m yours, Lucy. You’ll never be free of me.” And he goes feral on me again.
My world narrows to the night, the ties around my wrists, and Wolf stripping away every last piece of my control.