“Bella, if you don’t stop that, I’m going to c*m all over you,” he practically growled, his voice strained as he fought for control. He was so close, his body trembling under her ministrations.
But she didn’t stop. Instead, she shoved him onto his back, and to his utter delight, her tongue traced a slow, deliberate path along his length. “F**k,” he grated out, his body jerking in response as she took him into her mouth, sucking him deep and hard.
His hands instinctively tangled in her hair, trying to stop her. But when she looked up at him with those mesmerizing green eyes, her hands reached up to push his wrists away, keeping him at bay.
Moments later, he exploded, his release spilling into her mouth as his body shuddered. She licked the tip of him with a playful flick of her tongue before climbing back on top of him. She leaned down, her lips finding his once more.
The taste of himself on her tongue sent a fresh surge of arousal through him. His hands found her breasts, caressing and teasing until soft moans escaped her lips. Her hips began to rock against him again, her body pressing into his, igniting him all over.
“I want to f**k you,” he murmured, his voice low and commanding. Reaching up, he tangled his hand in her long, dark hair and yanked her head back roughly. Her cry of pleasure only fueled his desire further.
In a swift motion, he flipped them over, pinning her beneath him as he crushed his mouth to hers. “Bella?” he whispered, needing to hear her answer. He needed her to say it, to give him permission, even though her body screamed for his. Her arousal filled the air, heady and intoxicating.
She gazed up at him with those jewel-green eyes, her voice a breathy whisper. “Yes, Alpha.”
The words sent a shiver down his spine, hot and seductive. Her tone was laced with desire, and her eyes smoldered with need. He didn’t waste another second.
Rising from the bed, he yanked her tights and panties off in one fluid motion, tossing them aside. Standing, he pulled off his jeans, his eyes never leaving hers.
Her gaze slid over his naked body, lingering on his massive, rock-hard c**k. Her teeth sank into her lower lip nervously, but her hands reached out for him, pulling him closer.
Goddess, she knew exactly how to drive him wild. Luke moved back to her on the bed, allowing her hands to slide over his chest and shoulders as he nudged her thighs apart with his knee, positioning himself above her. His eyes locked onto hers, his desire barely contained. He wanted nothing more than to slam into her, to bury himself so deeply inside her that nothing else mattered—but he hesitated.
“Have you ever?” he asked, his voice low, holding an edge of restraint.
She shook her head, her gaze steady but filled with trust. “I want to… with you,” she whispered, her voice soft and laced with need. “It’s okay, I’m ready.”
Her words stirred something primal within him, but he smiled gently. She thought she was ready, but if she’d never done this before, she wasn’t prepared for him—not yet. He would hurt her if he rushed, and that was the last thing he wanted.
Instead, he leaned down, capturing her lips in a deep kiss as his hand slid down her body. His fingers teased through her wet folds, and goddess, she was soaking for him. He stroked her gently at first, his touch deliberate, moving from her sweet core to her clit, circling softly.
When he felt her trembling beneath him, her body tightening as her first o****m built, he pressed a long finger inside her, feeling her warmth and tightness pulse around him as she came.
“Goddess, you’re so tight,” he murmured, his voice rough with need.
He moved his finger in and out, coaxing her through the waves of pleasure, drawing another o****m from her as he continued to thrust. Her hips bucked against his hand, her body instinctively seeking more.
Lowering himself, he kissed a trail down her body, taking his time until his mouth was on her. The moment his tongue touched her, she came again, her cries filling the room. Her arousal was intoxicating, drowning his senses completely.
He pushed a second finger inside her, thrusting harder and faster, preparing her for what was to come. His mouth found her clit, sucking gently, and when he nipped at it, she screamed his name, her body arching beneath him. Her climax poured out of her, sweet and overwhelming, and he slid his tongue down to taste her fully, savoring every drop.
“Please,” she begged breathlessly. “I want you. Please.”
Her words shattered the last of his control. Moving back over her, his mouth captured hers in a heated kiss, letting her taste herself on his tongue as she had done with him. Then, finally, he positioned himself and pushed his hard length firmly inside her, sinking all the way to the hilt in one smooth motion.
She gasped, her body tensing momentarily before melting beneath him. Nothing was going to stop him now—she was his, and he was going to take her to the heights of bliss, bringing himself along with her.
He started slowly, his thrusts firm but measured, giving her time to adjust to him. She clung to him, her hips meeting his rhythm eagerly. Her soft cries turned into urgent moans, her nails digging into his back and drawing blood. He groaned in response, the sting only fueling his desire further.
His pace quickened, his thrusts growing harder and faster as her cries of pleasure spurred him on. She was screaming beneath him, her body trembling as her o****m ripped through her.
“F**k,” he growled as he felt her wet heat clench and pulse around him, gripping him so tightly it was almost impossible to move. The sensation drove him over the edge, and with a roar, he slammed deep inside her, spilling his seed as her body milked him.
His mouth found hers as he rocked his hips gently, allowing the last waves of her o****m to roll through her. Her trembling body against his, the warmth of her embrace—it was everything.
“F**k,” he murmured, breathless. “You feel amazing.”
