Alpha Queen (Claimed by Wolves 4)

“I don’t want you to be quiet, moonlight,” he murmurs gruffly. He palms the back of my head, a growl rising in his throat. “I want you to scream my fucking name.”

Then he pulls me down and kisses me.

12

Sable

I don’t think Dare has ever kissed me with anything less than his whole being. And this kiss is no different. It’s like a conduit for every emotion he’s feeling, and the force of it nearly overwhelms me as my tongue slides against his.

His hands are everywhere on me. They slide through my hair, trail over my shoulders, and mark hot paths over my waist and hips before trailing up my spine to do it all over again.

When he reaches down to palm my ass, squeezing the rounded flesh with hungry possessiveness, I nip at his bottom lip. He digs his fingers a little deeper into my skin, spreading my ass cheeks in a way that makes me blush at the same time it makes heat shoot through me.

I slide up and down, coating his cock with my wetness as I tease us both with how close he is to slipping inside me.

“Shit, moonlight.” He breaks away from my lips, only to bury his face in the crook of my neck and devour the sensitive skin there. His tongue traces my fluttering pulse, and then he scrapes his teeth over it, making me whimper. “You drive me fucking crazy.”

“You do too,” I gasp, arching my back a little and shifting my position so that the head of his cock brushes my clit every time I glide over him. “You make me… oh, fuck…”

I can’t even get the words out before they’re swept away by a torrent of sensations, and I finally move upward just enough to notch his cock at my entrance. When I sink back downward this time, I impale myself on his thick length, and I can feel the vibrations of his groan in his chest.

He squeezes my ass again, using that grip on me to guide my movements as I begin to ride him, moving up and down on his cock.

I like the feel of his fingers digging into my soft skin. I like the way I can feel them flex each time he bottoms out inside me. I pick up my pace a little, swiveling my hips and grinding against him as my clit throbs.

Keeping one hand right where it is, Dare slides the other one over, pressing a finger into my tight back hole. My movements stutter for a second as my breath hitches, and he chuckles beneath me.

“The first time Trystan did this to you, I just about came right then and there. I could tell you liked it. You looked so fucking gorgeous, your face flushed and your eyes bright. Does this feel good?”

I nod, dropping my head to kiss and bite his neck. My core clenches around his cock, and at the same time, I can feel my ass clenching around his finger. They’re both such different sensations, but when they’re combined liked this, they send an entirely different kind of pleasure than anything else shooting through me.

I feel so full of Dare, consumed by him, overwhelmed by him—and I fucking love it.

“More,” I gasp out, pushing my ass against him a little, forcing his finger a bit deeper. He grunts, pulsing his hips up to meet me as I ride him.

“I’ve got you, moonlight. Don’t worry.”

With that hoarsely whispered promise, he slides his finger out of me. But a second later, there’s pressure at my back hole again, and I whimper softly when I realize what it is. He’s added a second finger. This time, the stretch is more palpable, the feeling of fullness even more intense. I clench around him again, and he starts to move his fingers in and out slowly as I rock up and down on his cock.

I promised I could be quiet—I wanted to be quiet—but I have a feeling Dare’s going to be the one who gets what he wants, not me. My breath is coming faster, and every exhale comes on a moan as sensations dance through my body, filling me up from head to toe.

We’re hidden behind a building on the far side of the village, and there are less than a dozen people in the whole place right now. But that doesn’t mean someone couldn’t find us. Maybe one of the guards we brought will venture out of Shawn’s cabin thinking we’re done training for the day. Or maybe one or more of my mates will come looking for us.

If they do, they’ll find us sprawled out on the ground, Dare’s cock buried inside me and his fingers stuffed into my tight back hole. The thought of what we must look like, and the vague worry that we could get caught, makes my heart beat faster and faster as Dare matches the movement of his fingers to the rhythm of his hips.

“I knew you were perfect for me, moonlight,” he groans, finding my lips again in a searing kiss. “Perfect for us. I love you so goddamn much.”

I moan louder as I rock against him, my clit pulsing with arousal. Dare tells me he loves me every single day, but hearing him say it right now, like this, makes something warm burst open in my chest. There’s a rawness and openness in his voice right now, as if I could look down and see directly into his heart.

This man loves me.

He loves me so much that he’s accepted me for just

who I am.

He loves me enough to share me with the three other men who love me.

His love is as deep and wide as the ocean, and I want to drown in it. To drown in him.