Alpha Dominated (The Dixon Brothers 3)

Just a quick snooze… that’s all I need…

Within seconds, I’m out.

Chapter Six

Ivy

The room is dark when I wake up. The candle long burned out and the moon shining bright in the sky.

I’m under the sheets with my head on a soft pillow. I close my eyes and savor it all, vowing never to take sleeping in a bed for granted again after the night I experienced in the rain.

Easton is sleeping beside me. His big heavy arm is over me, pinning me to the mattress like even in his sleep, he’s afraid that I’ll go.

I leave it there because it feels nice. Comforting. Warm.

I turn my head and study his calm sleeping face. I could be mated to worse guys, if it’s true what he says about us being mates.

It wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world to sleep next to this man every night. He’s even gorgeous up close. Every detail of him. Some guys look good from far, but up close, it all falls apart. Not him. He’s gorgeous from any distance.

His body shifts closer, seeming to read my thoughts. Maybe we are connected after all…

I swallow hard as his body slides over, his foot touching mine, his ribs resting against my arm, his—hello!!

Something rock hard is pressing against my thigh. My breaths begin to come out all rugged and coarse as I focus on that long hard rod resting against me.

I could move, but I don’t. It feels… like a sweet fire burning through me. It starts in my core and swirls down between my legs, wetting my pussy and making me burn with need.

The longer it’s on me, the more I desire it.

All his talk about mates finding each other irresistible and desperately needing one another clicks. It all comes roaring in like a tsunami.

I lick my lips as I study his beautiful face. This is my man.

This is my soul mate.

I start to feel pulled to him in a new way. It feels like my soul is bonding with his. Like his brain is imprinting on mine. Like nothing is ever going to be the same again.

The urge to have him on me, in me, becomes overwhelming. It racks my body, growing with intensity every second his cock is pressed against me.

I can feel my heart beating stronger. It’s beating for him.

It’s like he’s dominating my mind and he doesn’t even know it. He’s asleep but I’m finally awake. Awake to the need, to the desire, to him.

My body is his. I want him to have it. I need him to take it.

The desire floods through me until it’s all I can think about. I can’t process anything else except for his masculine smell, his gentle face, and the incredible feeling of his thick cock.

I’m seeing everything in a new light—the comforting way it felt to be held by him, the scary excitement of being naked in his presence while I was in the bath, how I wanted him to see me.

He shifts a little more and his cock leaves my leg. I nearly moan at the sense of loss.

I need to touch it.

I close my eyes, pretending to be asleep, and let my hand snake down between us. With a deep breath, I run my palm down his thick length.

He stirs on the bed and groans.

My pussy is throbbing. I’ve never been so wet.

I need that cock in me. Desperately.

I’m practically shaking with desire.

The sheet moves down his torso as he shifts around. This guy… He’s all hard muscle from his powerful chest and cut abs. His arms are perfect, not too big and not too small. I can’t get enough of them.

But it’s his long hard cock that has me really intrigued.

I bite my bottom lip and reach for it again, gently sliding my palm up it. He groans deeply, looking like his dreams turned a little naughtier. I hope they’re featuring me.

I don’t know what gets into me, but I’m sliding under the sheets and going in for the kill. He stirs and I catch sight of his sleepy eyes opening, watching me.

His erection is right in front of my face, looking so damn tempting in his boxer briefs. I gently pull them down and his cock springs out, long and hard and ready to get wet.

I lick my lips and take it, wrapping my fingers around his warm skin as I open up wide.

He groans as I start sucking his cock with my virgin mouth. It’s so big that it stretches my lips out and burns my throat as I force him down.

His hands slide into my hair and he holds my head with a groan as I move my mouth up and down his length.

My eyes dart up to his and he’s looking at me like this is better than a dream. I’m thinking the same thing.