Pack Secrets(24)

“I’m an alpha, Dee, despite how I act, outside of this house. In our room, I’ll always make it good for you, for us.” He lowered his head and took one of her pink nipples into his mouth, sucking it and allowing it to pop free of his mouth, even more puckered. He blew against her budded nipple and smiled as it became more taut and her breath caught. He gave it a soothing lick and enjoyed hearing her breathing increase as she gripped his hair.

“Bedroom-“

“Not yet.” He had her up against the door panting and so close she was grinding against his abdomen. He could feel her juices sliding down his body and wetting his pants. His left arm cradling her bottom, he reached up with his other hand to run his hand over her cheek. He put her face to his and kissed her deeply before sliding his hand into her hair and tugging her head back. “You are mine, Dee Marie Malone. Say it.”

She swallowed before answering. “I’m yours, Justin. Make me yours.”

Still grinding her sex on his lower body, her head fell back as she moaned, releasing more of her nectar. His little mate was a firecracker, so close to finding her release. “Do you want me now?”

“Yes.”

“Like this? Do you want me to take you against the door?”

“You can take me wherever and however you want, but please hurry. I’m so close, please, Justin.”

Growling at her need, his beast was roared to the surface. He pulled her away from the door, and following her scent, carried her to room. With every step he took, he could feel her swollen sex contracting against his abdomen. He hardened like a steel pipe in his jeans until he felt like they might burst. In fact, he wished they would, then he could slip into her tight channel. “You are so beautiful, Dee. I’ve never wanted anything more than I want you right now.”

He lowered her to the bed, “You look great in my shirt but I want you to take it off, slowly.”

Lifting her bottom because she’d been sitting on the hem, he saw every blessed inch of her sex. He loved that she’d left her womanhood all natural. He’d also love to see it shaved or waxed, but being here in this moment with her he knew she wasn’t trying to impress him. The lips of her sex were swollen and wet, her pleasure bud an almost angry pink and puffy too, revealing how ready she was. He enjoyed the fact that she so readily obeyed him by dragging his shirt off slowly, allowing him a view of the gentle slopes of her breasts at all angles. His manhood tightened and he knew if he didn’t remove his jeans soon they wouldn’t be able to come off until his cock shrunk or he’d risk an injury.

When she flung his shirt at him, exposing her body, he knew it was time to finish this. He popped the button on his jeans and lowered his zipper carefully, peeling it away from his weeping cock head. He removed his jeans quickly and fisted his shaft at the base. He ran his hand up and down his length once and gave a squeeze when he came to the base. Presenting himself to his mate, he was excited when she licked her lips in approval. He rubbed the tip of his moist member with his thumb, spreading the pre-come onto his finger. He lifted his thumb to her lips and without prompting she took his entire thumb into her mouth and sucked him clean, moaning the whole time. Little Justin bobbed and wiggled for her attention.

The lamplight revealed tiny scars on her naked body that he’d previously never noticed. Unable to prevent his beast from coming to the surface, he knew he was acting like a wolf caveman, but he couldn’t help it. He placed his hand to the center of her chest and pressed until her back was on the mattress. He leaned over her and licked the long line of her throat and growled, “Mine.” Not waiting for a response he bit down lightly, not breaking the skin, but showing her where she would carry his mark.

Legs open and lust pouring from her, Justin couldn’t deny himself or her any longer. He kissed down her body, nicking her with his fang on every small scar he saw and then healing her immediately after. He reached her core and simply gazed at her for a moment. Her swollen, weeping, pink sex enticed him. He leaned closer and inhaled her scent deep into his lungs. She was an aphrodisiac. Spreading her lips with his fingers, he blew warm air on her and observed as she contracted in response.

“Justin, please, I want you now.”

“Hush, you’ll have me soon enough, for the rest of our lives. Let me savor you this first time.”

He was still holding her open, fully bared to him. His finger ran up and down the seam of her sex, reveling at the fact that she was soaking for him. His finger easily slid into her, and her channel clamped down on him hard. “Easy, Dee, I’ll go slow.” Running his tongue over her clit elicited a small shout from her, which had him doing it again. The taste of her honey was amazing. He licked, and sucked, and nibbled until she was panting and he felt a tremble in her core. He stopped everything and pulled back, watching her sex.