Chapter 27
Murphy’s eyes flashed golden as he stilled, reminding Nessa of a beast stalking its prey. The thought should have been unnerving, but a small thrill went through her instead, her belly fluttering wildly in anticipation.
“Nessa.” Murphy cupped her face, studying her intently. “Are you sure this is what you want? You know I’m fine with whatever pace you’re comfortable with.”
He really is perfect.
“I want you, Murphy.” She swallowed past the rising lump in her throat.
“Maybe I’m rushing into this and it’s too soon, but it doesn’t feel like it.
Not here. Not with you.” She placed a hand over her heart.
“It’s like I’ve been sleeping through the last few years of my life.
But then I met you, and I’ve finally woken up.
My world makes sense again, because of you.
You make me feel safe, and happy, and alive. ”
His grip on her cheek grew firmer, ever so slightly, his eyes roaming over every inch of her face. “You’re safe with me. Always, Nes.”
She smiled, fingers locking around his wrists. “I know. That’s why I’m sure about this.”
About everything.
Murphy pressed his forehead to hers, closing his eyes. “At any point you want to stop, tell me. Tap my shoulder if you can’t get the words out.”
Nessa nodded, taking a deep breath.
“Is there anything you want to avoid?” he asked softly.
She nearly kept silent, not wanting to ruin the moment. Then she thought better of it. “Just don’t … Don’t choke me, okay? I-I don’t like that.” Her voice wavered, but she forced the words out, letting the truth settle between them.
A deep, ominous growl reverberated in Murphy’s chest. The sound was terrifying and full of so much rage on her behalf that she froze on the spot, unsure of what to do to help him calm down.
“Murphy …”
The growl disappeared, and he fiercely hugged her to him. “Alright, little mate. Alright.”
Murphy’s hand tangled in her hair, fisting the long strands at the base of her neck. They stood there, the warm spray of the water cascading over them as a sensual energy built in the air, electrifying the world around them.
“Do you remember what I said earlier, Nes?” Murphy kissed her languidly, pulling her lower lip between his teeth and nipping her.
She flinched at the small bite, slick pooling low in her belly. He licked the sting away a moment later, his teasing tongue sending currents of pleasure straight to her clit. Her thighs clenched together, her hands wandering to his hips.
God, she wanted to climb this man like a tree. To sink her teeth into him and never let go. Was it weird that she wanted to bite him? She wasn’t the shifter in this relationship, but sometimes she swore the way she felt about him was anything but human.
She held onto him, his hard cock resting against her stomach, so close to giving her the pleasure she craved. How would he react if she slid her hand between them and wrapped her fingers around his shaft? Would he enjoy it when she played with him, discovering each way he preferred her touch?
“Do you, Nessa?” Murphy murmured against her lips, bringing her thoughts back to his words as he pinned her against the shower wall. He loomed over her, water dripping down his cheek and neck, rivulets sliding down his muscular chest.
It took her a lifetime to recall what he’d asked her.
“No. W-What did you say?” she asked, her hand moving from his hip to his abdomen, fingertips paving a path to his cock. She was so close to him, so close to reaching for what she wanted. She just needed to be bold enough. Brave enough to take it.
You are brave. You’re doing this, remember?
Murphy placed two fingers under her chin, tilting her head back until she was staring into his dark brown eyes. The air stilled in her lungs at the lust written all over his face, mirroring the lust coursing through her.
“You’ll call me Alpha when you come apart on my cock. Do you understand?” His voice was gruff, full of a sexual promise she couldn’t wait to receive.
“Yes, Alpha,” she whispered, fingers curling into his skin.
With an eager groan, Murphy suddenly took possession of her mouth, tongue slipping past her lips and dueling with her own.
He showed her no mercy, each pump of his tongue leaving a brand across her body and soul. Her core spasmed, her heart beating frantically in her ears as he rolled his hips, angling his cock to grind the length of it over her clit.
She moaned, and he devoured the small noise, kissing her harder. Deeper than before. Soon, her mind was a blank slate, nothing but desperate need filling the space between.
Without another second of hesitation, Nessa reached for Murphy’s cock, the feeling of hot, thick velvet enveloping her palm as she took him in hand, wrapping her fingers around him.
Murphy grunted in response, their kiss taking on a frantic edge as he worshiped her mouth just like he had her pussy under an hour ago.
Emboldened, Nessa tightened her grip on him, waiting until his breath caught. And then she stroked him. Slowly, at first. Hoping like hell she hadn’t forgotten the basics in her years of celibacy.
Murphy shuddered, the deep rumble building in his chest, full of longing—so different from the protective growl from only moments prior.
His fist tightened in her hair, and then he pulled her head further back, her face turned toward the ceiling. His lips found her chin, and he kissed her there, his warm breaths against her wet skin only adding to the delicious sensations already rippling through her.
“Your hands feel so good on me, little mate,” Murphy murmured thickly, pushing his length more firmly into her hand. She pumped him faster, enjoying the satisfied sounds he released just for her.
Nessa could barely focus, her mind a haze of lust as Murphy’s mouth moved down to her neck, teeth scraping tantalizingly against her.
He licked and sucked at her flesh, his breathing growing rougher as she pumped her fist up and down his cock.
She caressed the tip, and then squeezed, knowing how sensitive that part of him would be.
“Fuck me,” Murphy groaned into her shoulder, opening his mouth wide and biting down. It wasn’t hard, but the prick of his sharp canines digging into her skin sent a small thrill through her.
He reached between her legs, and she arched into his touch, her hold on his shaft loosening as his fingers grazed her entrance. “You’re soaked for me, Nessa.” He licked at the small indent left from his teeth, his tongue swirling leisurely over her.
“I want you so much.” She choked back a small cry of need, any further words cut off as Murphy slid two fingers home inside her.
Curling them, he found her G-spot easily, brushing against it over and over until Nessa thought her legs would buckle. Her hand stalled out on his cock, every ounce of her being focused on the pleasure building in her core.
Murphy kissed her shoulder tenderly, pulling out of her. “Are you ready?”
Bereft at the sudden emptiness, Nessa nodded urgently. “Please. I need you.”
Strong hands grabbed her ass. Murphy lifted her up, her upper back pressing into the tiled wall as he banded an arm around her waist. He took her hand in his, entwining their fingers before pinning it to the wall by her head. “Wrap your legs around me.”
Nessa did, the movement lining the tip of his length up with her entrance. Grabbing onto his shoulder for purchase, she stared down in between them in apprehension.
This was it.
Her breath caught in her throat as she waited for what came next, old fears rising to the surface like a tidal wave, threatening to rob her of this moment. Threatening to undo the confidence she’d built up with her mate.
“Look at me, Nes,” Murphy ordered softly, his fingers tightening around hers reassuringly.
Hesitantly, she did, her wide eyes connecting with his tender gaze.
“Just look at me,” he repeated gently. He moved his hips, his cock slowly pushing into her wet heat.
He sank in, a few inches at most, stretching her inner walls.
Her body resisted the intrusion for a moment before it relaxed, welcoming him.
Her pussy spasmed around him, her body greedily trying to take him deeper.
She couldn’t remember a time when this part ever felt good; it had been so long ago. But it did now. Murphy felt so amazing she could have wept in relief.
Nessa’s lips parted on a gasp as Murphy slid a few more inches inside, finding that emptiness that had plagued her since they’d met and filling it. Instinctively, she clenched around him, needing more, needing him to ease that building ache in her core.
Murphy groaned, his eyes growing darker, hungrier as he pushed in even further, not stopping until he was buried to the hilt.
Nessa sucked in a trembling breath, her pussy so full she couldn’t think about anything but him; his body flush with hers, his cock nestled inside her like it belonged there.
“That’s it, little mate. You’re taking me so well,” Murphy praised, the sensual rasp in his voice causing her pussy to flutter around him. He kissed her cheek, grinding his pelvis against hers. Her clit throbbed, electric sparks dancing over her nerve endings.
He pulled out a few inches before pumping back inside, sinking himself impossibly deeper.
Nessa cried out, her heels digging into his lower back, encouraging him to keep going. He did, shallow strokes in and out, giving her just a little bit more each time until she was whimpering in his arms. Desperate, she rolled her hips, eager for more.
Murphy nipped her shoulder, followed by a brief caress of his tongue. “How are you feeling, Nes?”
“So full, Alpha,” she moaned, fighting the haze of lust in her mind as she struggled to answer.
Words were stupid anyway. She didn’t need them—she just needed this.
“I love hearing you call me that,” Murphy admitted, plunging into her harder than before. His hands slipped beneath her thighs, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, their breaths mingling as she tugged him closer.
He lifted her, only to drop her hips back down as he slammed his cock into her.
He drove into her so deep, his tip hit her cervix.
She cried out, the mixture of pain and pleasure nearly causing her to come undone.
He did it again, and she screamed for him, dropping her head onto his shoulder as she clung to him.
Nessa’s vision dimmed, a strangled, incoherent noise escaping her as he repeated the motion, dropping her onto his cock as he sank deep once more.
Over and over, he pumped into her, winding her tighter and tighter until she was dangling on a cliff’s edge, so close to toppling over into oblivion.
“You’re so goddamn perfect, Nessa,” Murphy rasped, holding onto her tightly as he rocked her up and down on his length, forcing her hips into a frenzied rhythm that had stars exploding across her vision.
Her pussy clenched around him, and he groaned.
“That’s it, baby. Does my cock feel good inside you, filling you up just like this? ”
Nessa opened her mouth to answer, but if she said anything, it was complete gibberish, any lucid thought completely eradicated as he worked her over his length. His deep, pleasured groans filled her ears, driving her lust higher than ever before.
She hadn’t even known she liked sexual noises until now. But holy hell. Each sound Murphy uttered only made her hotter.
“My Alpha,” Nessa slurred, high on her desire.
Murphy bit out a sharp curse, fucking her harder. She closed her eyes, her body going lax in his arms, so overwhelmed with bliss she could only accept what he gave her.
“I need you to cum for me, Nes,” Murphy commanded, his breathing ragged as he plunged into her again. “Can you do that for me? Let me feel you cum on my cock.”
Nessa, helpless but to obey his demand, threw her head back, a torrent of pleasure ripping a guttural wail from her throat.
Ecstasy hit her like a battering ram, her toes curling. Her pussy spasmed around him as heat exploded through her core, her nails biting into his shoulders as she orgasmed all over his shaft, her body desperate to milk every last drop of his cum.
Abruptly, Murphy pulled out of her. She looked down right as he came, spurts of thick, pearly liquid hitting her lower belly.
Breathing hard, Nessa muttered in confusion, “You didn’t finish inside me?”
Murphy snorted. “Sweetheart, we didn’t talk about it beforehand. So, no.”
Talk about it before—
Even during sex, when he could have gotten caught up in the moment and easily taken advantage of the situation, he hadn’t. He’d put her needs first.
Nessa blinked up at him, baffled, as emotion bubbled up to the surface.
Then she burst into tears.