He gripped handfuls of her ass and rocked her on his cock. She dug her nails into his arms and wiggled her hips, taking him even deeper.
“That’s it, love. Squeeze my cock with your sleek heat,” he rumbled.
She rocked back and forth on him, loving the way he rubbed her insides, touching parts of her no one has ever touched before. Her pussy muscles clamped tight around his cock.
“Oh, oh, god, yesss,” she mumbled. Tension wound fast in her core, seizing her ability to move. He continued rocking her, gliding her up and down his dick. She let her head fall back, her eyes closed tightly, and fireworks sparked behind her lids.
He licked the area where her pulse beat erratically at the base of her throat. “Let go.”
She was so close, so damn close to going over the edge. He took her breast into his mouth, suckling hard on her nipple. Her body unraveled at light speed. She gasped, pressing her pussy down to take him deeper. She dug her nails hard in his shoulders, clinging to him for dear life. Waves of pleasure fell through her; it was like a fresh glass of water on a hot day. She screamed at how hard her pussy contracted around his cock. Pleasure and pain mixed together, leaving her breathless and shaking.
He let go of her breast and tensed, gripping her ass hard. A deafening roar sounded from his chest, shaking them both in the process. He continued to lift and drop her hard on his cock, until he suddenly stopped. His cock pulsed in her pussy, thick, hot and hard. Jets of his hot semen filled her channel with his seed. The longer he roared, the more he came.
For long moments, his cock continued coming inside her. Finally he stopped. She had never felt as exhausted, out of breath, and relaxed as she did at that moment. They both breathed hard, sucking gulps of air into their lungs.
He cupped her face and kissed her: a kiss full of tenderness and passion. The emotions she’d been trying to ignore flooded her heart anew. He slid his hands up and down her back, pressing her into him as he leaned back on the grass so she’d lay atop him.
This was the kind of sex she’d only dreamt of—a man who wanted her body so completely he lost control for her. That was all good, but it was the way he kissed her, so tender and loving, the way he stroked her body like she was a goddess, that shoved a lump into her throat.
Here was a man who didn’t know her past or her bad habits and didn’t seem to care. The connection between them almost felt like it had a life of its own. She was drawn to him so fully, she could spend all day in his arms and be happy. This was so dangerous.#p#分页标题#e#
SEVENTEEN
Alyx righted Bella’s dress and watched her sleep. She hadn’t woken the entire time he’d fixed her clothes or even while he put his own back on. He inhaled deeply, ensuring she hadn’t been hurt while they’d had sex. He’d lost himself in her body. Hell, he’d roared loud enough to be heard in the Ice Mountains. There were going to be a lot of questions when he got back. He glanced down at his sleeping mate. A smile spread over his lips. He finally had her. The woman who owned his heart. His mother had been right. Once he found her, he’d never let her go.
He picked Bella up, careful not to wake her, and carried her through the back gardens to her room. He laid her on the bed and fought the urge to get in next to her. As much as he wanted to feel her body pressed against his, he had to speak to Karel and the wolves.
He pushed her hair away from her face and watched her sleep for a moment. She was beautiful. She might not see it, but he did. There was no evil in his mate. She was pure of heart, and that made her even more beautiful than when he first laid eyes on her.
He slipped out of her room quietly, striding down the corridor. He was closing in on the stairs when Nadeeya showed up. She smiled at him.
“Hello, Alyx,” she greeted, closing the distance between them.
“Nadeeya. How are you?” He continued walking, knowing full well she’d follow behind to keep the conversation going.
“I’m good. Where have you been?” she asked, with a hint of irritation. “I’ve been looking for you. Those furballs are ready to leave, and you haven’t been around.”
He stopped dead in his tracks and turned to face her. “Don’t. Ever. Question. Me.” He took a menacing step toward her. He knew she saw the danger in his eyes, and she hastily scuttled back. “No one ever questions me. Ever.” His voice deepened to a low growl. His vision changed to allow his lion full control. He felt the shift at his fingertips. “I. Am. The. King!”
She nodded jerkily and took a deep breath. Her gaze snapped up to his eyes. Confusion was swiftly replaced by anger in the depths of her eyes. He knew she probably scented Bella. He didn’t care if that bothered her. In fact, he loved that others could scent his mate on him. “Alyx, I’m willing to be your queen.”