The Alpha (The Lycans 4)

I was so wet that the sounds that came from him as he licked and sucked at me were loud, so juicy and erotic in nature that my face heated, and this wave of shyness washed over me. I shifted on the bed slightly, not really intending to move away, but when he clamped his hands on my waist and jerked me back against his face, tonguing my slit before pushing that thick muscle deep into my virgin pussy, I tossed my head back and cried out. I was so close I could taste the orgasm.

“Are ye going tae come for me, mo ghràidh?” His words were muffled against my soaked folds, and all I could do was mewl, unable to actually form a coherent sentence. “Yeah, I think ye want tae come all over my face.” I felt the sharpness of his claws breaking the skin at my hips, and it drove my pleasure higher.

He pulled back, to my disappointment, but then he was slipping a thick finger into my pussy, curling and twisting it in just the right way that hit something deep inside me, something secret and so intense that beads of sweat popped out along my forehead.

“Give me what I want.”

And that was all it took for me to come, to explode and ride his finger, pumping my hips up and down, fucking myself on that lone digit.

He shifted his hand so he could rub my clit, the ecstasy making my brain short-circuit as my vision went hazy and dark.

I let my upper body fall to the mattress, my ass still in the air, his finger still lodged inside me. He thrust in and out lazily before finally pulling it out. I could hear him sucking my cream off that finger, his groan of pleasure following. Then his mouth was back on my pussy, his tongue licking at the juices that spilled because of my climax.

And with one more lick from my clit all the way to my asshole, a slow and languid one that made me think he was savoring my flavor, he flipped me onto my back and leaned over me. I felt drugged as my arms flopped to my sides, my legs falling open, staying wide for him to fit his hips between them. He slid his hand up my side, over one of my breasts to give the flesh a gentle squeeze, a tweak of my nipple that had me moaning, and then went to collar my throat with his fingers.

“Gods, female,” he groaned and leaned back on his knees to look at me all spread out like an offering. “Just looking at ye will be the death of me.” His gaze landed on my pussy, and just his focus on that part of my body lit me up all over again. “All mine.” He lifted his gaze up my belly and locked eyes with me.

I felt like this was a possessive move, him wanting me to stare at him, to not break eye contact… to make this even more real. And then when he grabbed his cock and squeezed himself from root to tip, pushing a bit of pre-cum out through the slit, I found myself moving automatically as I rose up and opened my mouth, dragging my tongue along the head.

I could feel his muscles tense, could see the definition of his six-pack flex from the sudden movement. I’d caught him off guard. Good. That had a wave of my own pleasure and possessiveness moving through me. I pushed his hand out of the way and curled my fingers around the base, my fingertips unable to touch because he was so massive.

There was no way I would be able to fit all of him in my mouth, but I dragged my tongue along the underside where a thick vein throbbed. I paid even closer attention to it when he started panting.

I moved my tongue around the crown, lapping up all the pre-cum that was a continuous flow from him. I might not have been able to take him all, but I knew I wanted to try. I wanted to gag on him.

“Evie,” he groaned. “I will no’ last if ye keep that up.” But I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. I started sucking on the tip like it was a lollipop, hollowing out my cheeks, wrapping my lips around the edge of his head, doing a light suction.

I had no idea how to give a blowjob. I’d never done it in my life. But the moans and the harsh breathing that came from Cian told me whatever I was doing was driving him mad with lust.

With a harsh growl, he pushed me away so I fell onto my back, my arms spread out once more, the smile on my face I knew looked seductive. I felt so wanton and illicit right now, knowing he had to stop me because he couldn’t control himself.