Chapter 35
Every dark, depressing thought in Murphy’s head fled as he felt the heat of Nessa’s pussy against his hard cock, the scraps of clothing separating them nothing more than an easily managed obstacle.
Fuck, he’d missed this. Missed Nessa. The hours away from her had been unbearable. All he’d wanted to do was come home to her, wrap himself around her and breathe her in, content to let her scent and her presence eradicate the rage and hurt tormenting him.
He hadn’t expected her desire to perfume the air, though; for that sweet, tantalizing aroma to beckon him for more. Nor did he expect her to tug at his clothing, silently demanding he bare himself to her.
She wanted him, but he could sense that it was more than that. She was offering her body to him in order to ease his pain.
Murphy’s anger and frustration needed an outlet, something to stave off the unrelenting turmoil that seemed eager to plant itself inside his soul. And if Nessa wanted to be that outlet, to offer herself to him for a night of pleasure, he wouldn’t refuse.
He couldn’t refuse Nessa anything.
“Do you need my cock buried inside your pretty pussy, Nes, or do you want my tongue?”
He could already taste her on his lips, could already feel her thighs squeezed against the sides of his head as she moaned beneath him, her fingers twisting in his hair as he took his time licking over every decadent inch of her.
He’d eaten her sweet cunt just this morning, had already learned several ways to make her come apart with just a few calculated strokes of his tongue.
He’d love to learn more.
Nessa’s eyes darkened, a sinful yet shy expression upon her face as she gazed up at him.
A faint light shone from the electronic clock on her nightstand, allowing him to see her in perfect clarity.
Her lips were swollen from his kisses, a deeper shade of coral that stood out beautifully against her tanned complexion.
Her teal hair fanned out around her head like a halo, so bright against the gray sheets on her bed.
She was so tiny beneath him, and yet she felt so perfect in his arms.
It’s right where she belongs.
Nessa licked her lips, and he followed the movement, his cock twitching as lust burned in his gut.
“I want your cock inside me, Alpha,” Nessa whispered into the darkness, her words undoing him. “Please.”
Alpha.
Murphy closed his eyes as a sudden, frantic need clawed at him, his every instinct demanding he flip his mate onto her stomach, pin her beneath him, and pump his stiff length deep into her wet heat.
He wanted to fill her up over and over again, to fuck each ounce of frustration out of his system until there was nothing left but them. Nothing left but pleasure between them. Then he wanted to fall asleep with her cradled in his arms and his face buried in her hair.
“I don’t know if I can be gentle with you tonight,” Murphy rasped, unwilling to move a single muscle until Nessa understood where he was at emotionally. “I’m too on edge from today for anything else but a hard fuck.”
“I want you,” Nessa assured him. She curled her fingers around the waistband of his boxers, tugging one side down his hip. Her fingernails grazed over his skin and he shivered, need and desire burning him from the inside out. “Take me. Claim me.”
Whatever restraint Murphy was holding onto, it shattered then. With a savage growl, he grabbed hold of Nessa’s tank top, ripping it right down the middle.
She gasped as the material tore, the tattered remains falling to her sides and revealing her small breasts, her stiff brown nipples capturing his attention. Murphy dipped his head, grabbing onto Nessa’s hips as his mouth covered one peak.
He sucked the tip into his mouth, laving at the bud with his tongue. With a small whimper, Nessa reached into his boxers, her hand wandering to his ass. She pulled him closer to the center of her body, spreading her legs wide as she undulated her hips against his groin.
Murphy’s shaft twitched, a delicious pressure building in his cock that nearly had him groaning into her soft breast. Instead, he bit down gently on her nipple, growling appreciatively when the fragrance of her desire strengthened in the air.
Releasing her nipple, he blew onto the wet peak before moving to her other breast and teasing it with his mouth.
“This seems pretty gentle,” Nessa said breathlessly, squeezing his backside as she rolled her hips over his length, sending sparks of pleasure straight to his balls. “I thought you were going to fuck me—”
Murphy’s fingers tightening on her waist was the all warning he gave before he flipped her onto her stomach, pinning her beneath him. He inhaled roughly as her scent amplified; her need was as prevalent as his own in the darkness surrounding them. “I am going to fuck you.”
He lifted her hips, positioning her until he had her exactly where he wanted her.
Her knees and shoulders pressed into the mattress, her thick, rounded ass in the air, her tiny cotton shorts stretched across those tempting globes.
“Just like this. Are you going to be a good little mate for me and take my cock from behind?”
Nessa nodded her head, her hair spilling over one shoulder and baring her neck to him. He focused on the spot where her shoulder and neck met. His canines began to ache, the urge to claim her too alluring to resist.
“Answer me, sweetheart,” Murphy crooned huskily. “Say what you want from me.”
Nessa glanced at him from out of the corner of her eye, spreading her knees a tiny bit further apart in invitation. There was no hesitation, no wariness—only trust and a stark hunger shining in the depths of her rich brown eyes that he knew mirrored his own. “Please take me like this, Alpha.”
Fuck— He loved how sweetly Nessa begged him.
Without hesitation, Murphy grabbed Nessa’s shorts, yanking them from her shapely ass and down her thighs, not pausing until he’d removed them entirely. Then there was nothing keeping him from his prize.
Palming her ass with both hands, Murphy spread her cheeks, lust whipping through him like a tidal wave when he caught sight of her wet pussy and her damp inner thighs.
His cock throbbed, his balls aching as he slid one hand over her center, fingers slipping through her wet folds in a short, teasing motion.
“You’re so wet, Nessa.” He kissed her the cheek of her ass and then nipped it hard enough to leave a mark without breaking her skin. One day, if she allowed it, he’d take her ass just like this. He’d know each part of her intimately.
Nessa shivered, fisting the sheets by her head. She arched her back, pressing herself more firmly against his palm.
Finding her entrance, he slid his middle finger inside, nearly groaning as her cunt squeezed around him, her juices dripping down his hand, tempting him to taste her.
Unable to resist, Murphy pulled his finger away from her and slipped it into his mouth, closing his eyes to savor her taste as it hit his tongue. Like an aphrodisiac, he felt addicted to her tantalizing flavor.
“Please,” Nessa whimpered softly, moving her hips in desperation. “I need more.”
More? He’d give her more.
Locking an arm around her upper thighs, Murphy pulled Nessa’s hips up, lifting her knees from the bed. Her toes dug into the mattress as he brought her ass to his face, the indent from his teeth a brand he relished seeing.
Fervently, he buried his face between her thighs, slamming his tongue into her cunt from behind.
Nessa cried out in surprise, and then she moaned, pushing her backside onto his face as he drank from her pussy, licking every inch of her that he could reach. He was relentless, consumed by an overwhelming hunger for the nectar spilling from her core.
His cock throbbed in his boxers, and he reached down, his fingers dipping beneath his waistband. He fisted his length, giving his shaft a hard pump as he lapped at his mate’s cunt.
“Murph—” Nessa’s voice broke off, a small mewl passing her lips that heightened the arousal tightening in his gut. In and out, he stroked her with his firm tongue, his hand matching his pace as he worked his length up and down.
But that just amplified his lust for Nessa. He didn’t want his hand; he wanted her hot pussy squeezing his cock, wanted to feel her inner walls quiver around his shaft as he pounded into her from behind, her ass bouncing with each hard thrust into her tight heat.
Abruptly, he pulled back, repositioning her back onto her knees. His cock was stiff in his boxers, the material an irritant he was ready to shed.
Releasing his mate briefly, Murphy yanked the offending clothing down his hips, freeing his dick.
Veins stood out prominently over his flesh, precum coating his tip.
Unable to be without Nessa a moment longer, Murphy pressed his hips against her ass, a delicious shudder racking down his spine as he guided his cock to her wet entrance.
“I won’t go slow,” he reminded Nessa gruffly, leaning over her and pressing a small kiss to the middle of her back.
She was so petite beneath him, so soft and beautiful.
The submissive position heightened his instincts, a roaring in his ears filled with both possession and joy that he’d found the perfect female.
“I don’t want you to go slow,” Nessa murmured. “I know you won’t hurt me.”
Warmth exploded in his chest at her trust. Tenderly, he brushed his lips against her spine. “The same rule applies as before, sweetheart. You tell me to stop the second you aren’t enjoying yourself.”
“Fat chance of that happening,” she said with a small laugh. Murphy growled playfully, and she smiled, looking over her shoulder at him. “I’ll tell you. I promise.” Her eyes heated. “And I want you to come inside me this time.”
Come inside—
His mind went blank, replaced with a wicked, primal need so intense it threatened to swallow him whole.
Murphy straightened, grabbing Nessa’s hips and slamming inside her in one quick thrust. Pleasure coursed through him like a bolt of lightning, the sensation of his mate’s snug, wet cunt clamping around his cock so potent his balls throbbed.
Nessa’s head dropped back down to the mattress, her high-pitched cry of pleasure filling the room as he bottomed out inside her.
“Fuck. Nes, you feel so damned good,” he praised, pulling out only to thrust back into her hot pussy.
His grip on her hips tightened, and he kept her still as he fucked her from behind. It was just like he’d imagined. Long, hard strokes of his cock that had her moaning into the sheets, her pleas for more muffled by the mattress and the furious beating of his heart.
In. Out. Murphy took his mate’s cunt over and over, filling her up with each rough plunge, setting a grueling pace that had sweat beading down his forehead.
He didn’t stop. Couldn’t stop. He had lost himself to the feel of her wet heat gripping him tight, welcoming him inside her.
Her soft cries of pleasure urged him on, and his hips snapped against her ass as he drove his cock impossibly deeper.
The smell of sex filled the air, their scents mixing together to tease his senses. He drew that heady perfume deep into his lungs, savoring it as Nessa’s ass bounced against him, the sound of their flesh slapping together as he pounded into her the sweetest sound.
“You feel so much bigger from this angle,” Nessa said breathlessly, arching her back to take him deeper. “I didn’t … I didn’t think it was possible, but I feel—”
She choked on a moan as he angled his hips, fucking her harder than before.
“Where do you feel me, little mate?” he snarled the question, his grip bruising as he moved her hips back and forth, forcing her to meet each deep thrust of his cock.
“Oh, god!” Nessa whimpered, her thighs trembling against him. “Everywhere. I feel you everywhere! Don’t stop,” she demanded with a harsh wail. “Please, Alpha, don’t stop.”
Murphy obliged, biting back a harsh growl as he fucked her harder. Faster. His muscles tightened, his breaths heaving from his lungs as he pushed himself to the limit, ecstasy blurring his vision as he pumped into his mate’s hot cunt.
He wouldn’t last much longer. Not like this, with Nessa’s perfect pussy wrapped around him, her blissful cries filling his ears. He’d fill her womb with ropes of his cum, pump every ounce of it into her until he had nothing left to give.
She bucked her hips. “Oh, yes, yes—”
Nessa jerked beneath him, and a gush of hot liquid drenched his cock, her pussy squeezing him like a vise as she screamed his name.
“Nessa!” Murphy bellowed, thrusting mindlessly, her snug pussy fluttering wildly around him as she orgasmed, sending him into a tailspin of lust.
Fuck!
His balls throbbed, and bolts of pleasure raced from the tip of his cock to his spine. He wouldn’t last much longer, especially when he felt his mate’s inner walls contract, her body coiling around him, silently demanding more.
“Claim me,” Nessa commanded suddenly, craning her head to the side and exposing her neck to him. “I need to be yours in every way, Murphy. Please.”
Claim her! his bear roared in his mind victoriously, a haze of need clouding his mind and overriding everything else. Blanketing his mate, Murphy latched onto the spot he’d admired earlier, his teeth scraping over the spot where her neck and shoulder met.
Here. Mark her here!
Groaning, he wrapped his arms around Nessa, dragging her closer. And with his cock still buried inside her, his mate nestled lovingly in his arms, Murphy bit down.