There was a whisper in the back of my mind that this was dangerous. That all it would take was a rush of hormones, then he could bite down, and I’d be trapped again, but that voice was so weak it was easy to ignore. I knew Carl wouldn’t do that to me, and another part insisted that even if he did, it wouldn’t be like before. I wouldn’t be smothered under the weight of an alpha concerned only with himself.
Carl began to move down my collarbone, his hands gripping my breasts as he dragged his cock along my leg. While I’d enjoyed his mouth, I very much wanted him inside me, so once he’d sucked on my nipples until they ached and acted like he was going to keep heading down, I hooked my hands under his arms and pulled.
Gorgeous green eyes looked up, one brow lifted as I shook my head.
“No more of that.”
He seemed confused but pressed kisses to my belly to hide it before responding.
“I promise not to tease you as much this time.”
Laughing, I smiled but shook my head again.
“It’s not that. I—”
It was still hard to say the things going through my head, but I was a grown woman, damnit, and I was going to do it.
“I need you inside me.”
That pretty green grew darker as his pupils expanded, the purely predatory look making me shiver as my core clenched. I’d never been looked at like that, and I had to admit it was kind of addictive. After what I’d dealt with my whole life, I was surprised to find myself wanting to be wanted.
“Well, since you said it so bravely…”
One large hand curled around my leg just above my knee, hitching it up over his hip so he could settle closer to where I wanted him. He rested on his other elbow, sliding his cock through the valley between my thighs as he leaned down to kiss me.
“You can tell me how you want it, or I’m going to take it hard and fast.”
Fresh slick poured from me, coating his shaft as he rocked it against me. Each thrust dragged his length over my clit, the ridge behind his crown sending a jolt through me each time it bumped past.
“Yes, please.”
He grinned at my whisper, pulling back to look down between us. I kept my knee where he’d placed it when he released my leg to take hold of himself, his broad tip mashing against my opening a moment later.
“As you wish.”
Chapter Twenty-One
Gwyn
My slick eased his way as he speared into me, but there was still a pinch of pain as muscles sore from the last time were stretched. My walls clenched, trying to keep him out despite how desperately I wanted him in, but he forced his way forward until the bulge where his knot would expand kissed my entrance.
My moan was laced with a whine, and he paused with himself seated inside to give me a chance to adjust. As much as I wanted it hard and fast like he’d promised, I was glad he took the time to be sure I was comfortable first.
“Good?”
He sounded as if he was struggling, and I bit my bottom lip as I gave him a nod. My core had relaxed when he stopped his invasion, but without him moving, I was distracted by the discomfort of protesting muscles.
“You feel so good, trying to strangle my cock.”
A laugh escaped, making me clench again and drawing a groan from both of us.
“I’m not sure I can keep holding still.”
His admission sent a shiver of delight up my spine, and I adjusted my grip on his arms as I searched for the words to say what I wanted.
“Then don’t.”
Dropping his forehead to my collarbone, he withdrew a few inches before rocking back into me. The stretch was easier after adjusting to being opened, and each time he pulled his hips back, he thrust a little harder and faster.