Total pages in book: 182
Estimated words: 171176 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 856(@200wpm)___ 685(@250wpm)___ 571(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 171176 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 856(@200wpm)___ 685(@250wpm)___ 571(@300wpm)
“I need more.” I barely contained my growl.
I reached down for her, lifting her up to her feet before walking her back toward the dining table. I didn’t want to waste time getting to the bed. I stripped off her clothes and guided her backward. Her butt hit the polished surface and she lay back on the table, her knees falling wide. I bent to her pussy, licking up through the center and savoring the incredible taste. There was something special about this woman, or maybe our connection. Regardless of the circumstances, despite this push and pull we had or the hardship surrounding our introduction, I thanked the gods to have met her. To know these feelings and experience this incredible sexual high with her. This was heaven. She was heaven.
I sucked her in, circling her clit with my tongue. She arched on the table, threading her fingers into my hair and fisting. The bite of pain made me groan. I curved two fingers into her, pumping them as I continued to suck in pulses.
“Holy—mmm,” she said, writhing beneath me. Her hips bucked and rolled. “Oh . . . fuck. Yes, Alpha, yes!”
I reached up with one hand and slid it over her breast; the peak grazed my rough palm.
“Holy—!” She jolted and then screamed my name. Incredible pleasure rolled through the bond, coating me in it, sharing her orgasm. I pulled my fingers away to taste, to drink her in.
I stepped back and removed the rest of my clothes before pulling her to her feet and spinning her to bend her over the table.
“Yes, Alpha, put that thick cock in me,” she moaned, her hands splayed on the surface. “Fill me up.”
I ran my tip along her glistening pussy before thrusting inside her. She enveloped me tightly, groaning with the sensation. I held myself deep as I leaned over her, my chest to her back, my lips against her ear.
“I am going to stuff you so full of my seed that whenever any other male stops to talk to you, they smell my scent leaking out of you.” I pulled out before roughly thrusting back in. Our wolves were pushed right near the surface, basking in the glow of my dominant possessiveness. “I’m going to mark you so often and so deep they will know that you are mine, and mine alone.”
I moved within her, deep, rough thrusts driving my point home. She panted with need, pushing her ass back into me, craving it.
I braced a hand on her hip, the other in her hair, my lips still on the shell of her ear. “This little pussy is owned by me. Do you understand, Little Wolf? I’ll pump you full of my release as often as I need to prove that.” I shook her a little. “Do you understand?”
“Yes, Alpha,” she mewled, spreading her legs a little wider, trying to take me deeper.
“Good girl,” I said, pounding her, nearly there.
“Oh, gods. Fuck me, Weston. Please, fuck me harder,” she begged.
I did, leaning back a little to watch my dick disappear repeatedly inside her. I wouldn’t knot her yet, though. I’d wait until we were in bed and had all night. For now, I’d give her another orgasm or two, maybe feast on her pussy, and then call for dinner.
With that thought, I came inside her, roaring my release. I basked in the afterglow, in the exquisiteness of the heat of her skin against mine. I took a moment to catch my breath, and then began showing her exactly how good I could make her feel.
In the days to come, if she felt a need to chat with Hannon or anyone else, I’d allow her the freedom. As Hadriel had said, this was all new to her. She needed time to accept no one else would ever be enough for her, not after me. Once she realized that—and I doubted it would take long—I’d end all threats to my claim. Permanently. No one would ever be able to take her away from me—not the dragons, not Granny, and certainly no other male.
This little wolf was mine, and I couldn’t wait to prove it.
Chapter 16
Aurelia
As usual, I woke at dawn. Only a thin sliver of light filtered through the thick curtains, but my body knew it was time to get up. Weston curled around me, holding me tightly, even in sleep.
I stayed like that for a moment, brushing my fingertips along his forearms, content to be held and warm. He’d ordered dinner brought to the room last night and fed me bits from his plate. After, he’d had a bath drawn and gotten in with me, content to lounge. Well . . . content to dominate me by fucking me senseless, and then to lounge. Gods, the guy was amazing in bed. He seemed to know exactly what got me off, and consistently delivered in a truly spectacular fashion.