Chapter Thirteen #3
In the darkness, she could see the silhouette of his form.
The rain clouds parted just enough to allow the silvery moonlight to highlight the curves of his torso.
He was as sculpted, trim, and utterly masculine as the great Greek statues carved from marble.
Only, Dominic was alive, soft, and totally hers.
He was ready to give himself to her completely, and she to him.
Her heartbeat slammed more forcefully in her chest, the connection between them humming with such energy that it made her quiver.
He crawled from the foot of the bed and prowled toward her, his lithe body making the mattress dip under his weight. Erica heard several of the springs groan in protest, having never received a man his size before. If they were careful, maybe they wouldn’t break the equally old metal bed frame.
Eager to see the rest of him, her fingers darted to the front of his jeans and tugged at the zipper. Dominic caught her wrists and held her back. “I’ll do that.”
Her body purred in response to his whispers. “This is one thing I don’t need your help with.” She shot him a sly smile before sitting up to kiss him. Thoroughly distracted, Dominic let her push him upright until they were both on their knees.
She undid his jeans and tugged them down his firm thighs. It was only when her fingers hooked around the elastic band of his briefs that he seemed to come back to himself through the haze. Instead of resisting her, he reached out and broke the claps of her bra.
Erica let out a long, rapturous sigh as the fabric grazed her taut nipples on the way down.
With this move, Dominic forced her to let go of his underwear so she could slide through her straps.
The sound of her bra being flung across the room was indistinguishable from the rain that pounded heavier and heavier on the roof.
Before she knew it, Dominic’s palm caressed one of her breasts. She held his arms and bit her lip, stifling a bit of the moan that wanted to leak through.
Dominic bent closer to her ear, his breath tickling her the same way it did at the festival. “I want to hear you.”
Obeying, she freed her lips for him and let any and every sound of pleasure pour out.
Their bellies touched as his free hand drew her back into an arch.
Unable to reach his waist, she settled for combing through his hair again.
Fire and electricity coursed through her, and she could feel her heartbeat between her legs where his hardness struggled against the fabric of his briefs.
Erica refused to be inactive, to simply receive all this tender love that he so willingly gave.
She wanted him to enjoy this too. Squirming one arm under his, she slipped her hand down his underwear to wrap around his firm, silky shaft.
Against her neck, he let out a low, pleased growl that heightened her own ecstasy.
She rubbed up and down his cock, savoring the way it felt in her hand, both soft and yet solid. Her thumb tenderly stroked the tip, and Dominic shuddered before all motion ceased, lost in the way she drove him mad.
Faster than she could realize, Erica was on her back again, exposed and only half-naked before Dominic’s approving, sultry gaze.
She adored the way he looked at her, as if she were something valuable to be cherished and coveted, not merely owned but enjoyed and respected for how precious she was to him.
She had never been treated that way before, never even dreamed she could find a man who would want to take care of her like that.
Dominic’s member was liberated from the rest of his clothes, and the Prime Alpha was eager to even the playing field. With a team effort, they slid her pants off, but Dominic demanded that he take care of her panties himself.
He hovered over her, his mouth capturing one of her nipples to tease before trailing kisses down to the hollow just below her rib cage. Erica spread her legs, and she clutched for the cloth of the comforter beneath them as she gasped at every stroke of his tongue.
He teased, unrelentingly, playing with the edges of her panties, veering close to touching the center of her heat before pulling away to caress up and down the insides of her thighs.
With aching slowness and not a few muttered curses under her breath for him to just do it already, he finally rid her of the last barrier.
His tongue glided along her folds, and Erica didn’t know how to feel.
Helpless under him, and yet ethereally joyful to feel a bit of the tension relieved through the way he drove her closer and closer to the edge.
Her hips began to buck and grind against him, but he pinned her down, hands squeezing her thighs and denying her any autonomy to bring on her own orgasm.
Through her moans, Erica felt a surge of resentment. It wasn’t fair. She wanted more control. She didn’t want to be brought to climax the easy way. Like everything else in life, she wanted to work for it.
“Stop!” she demanded, trying not to lose her progress while still emphasizing her exasperation.
Instantly, Dominic stilled and eased back with his hands completely off of her.
Not wanting him to think she was offended, she scrambled to her knees and grabbed him by the shoulders to push him back onto his heels.
It took only a second for him to realize what she wanted, and he permitted her to mount him.
“Condom?” he whispered against her lips as she rose to position herself.
At first, she wanted to shake her head. Realistically, any condom she had would be too old, and even if she did have one, she wasn’t sure where it would be. His concern for protection was about to kill the mood, and she couldn’t allow it. Not when she was so close.
“It’s fine,” she replied.
Dominic wedged his arms underneath her, prohibiting her from making the final plunge. She looked into his eyes that burned with his convictions.
“Are you taking anything?”
She knew he referred to birth control. All hunger was gone from his tone as that Prime Alpha mask dropped. That’s what she came to recognize it as. That face he made when he was about to approach a situation that required his unquestionable authority.
She would not be intimidated so easily.
“Yes,” she groaned.
Dominic searched her eyes and once satisfied that she was telling the truth, he eased her down. He entered, filling her completely, and Erica let out a long breath as her eyes rolled into the back of her head. Dominic echoed the sentiment.
When she caught her breath, she braced herself against him and lifted herself up only to sit down again, her legs slightly weakened by the euphoric sensation of his hard cock inside her.
Seeing her struggle, he helped. His fingers pressed into the flesh of her ass as he maneuvered her up and down at a steady, rhythmic pace.
Higher and higher her climax climbed until all she could think about was the end, the ecstatic bliss of her orgasm, and by the way it sounded, Dominic would be coming with her. He tried to slow her down, to make it last, but Erica claimed the right to be alpha and demanded full control.
When she came, Erica let out a final, long cry of bliss, as the muscle spasms flooded through her limbs.
His cock throbbed and he let out his own growl of satisfaction as they came together.
Dominic buried his face in the place where her neck and shoulder met as she leaned forward, rapt by the final descending tingles.
Erica felt herself falling, and when her head hit the pillow, she realized Dominic had lowered her back to the mattress, still inside of her.
Breathless and her forehead peppered with sweat, she looked up into his eyes.
They were golden, wolfish, feral, and ambitious for more.
It was then she realized that he was still stiff, rigid inside, as her tender flesh sizzled and ached for more.
He bent down to kiss her, his lips still slick with the juices from her folds.
“This time,” he whispered, “you’re going to behave and let me do what I want to you.”
Erica laughed. “Not a chance.”
By the time she thought she could wiggle herself into the perfect position to force him over, Dominic took her wrists in his hands and trapped her to the mattress.
As his captive, Erica thought she would squirm and dislike being so vulnerable beneath him.
The longer he stared at her with those predatory golden eyes, the more aroused she became, and she didn’t mind it at all.
Arching her back, she waited for him to do what he willed.
Never had she thought she would have been prepared for a second round this quickly, especially after how incredible the first time was.
They were one, harmonious, and in tune with each other.
Erica never thought that would happen for her.
She was convinced that she would always be the hero of her own story, alone and not in need of anyone to save her.
Dominic had proved her wrong. The weight of needing to prove herself to the world fell away as long as he was with her.