Page 117 of Rejected and Pregnant By the Alpha King

Fire raged within me, a spark of passion that I’ve never felt for anyone suddenly bursting through my carefully crafted façade of indifference. What is it about Raine that drives me so insane? How can she worm under my skin so easily and burrow there like she’s always belonged?

I’m glad the father of her child gave her up. I’m glad her pack alpha sold her to me. Because now she’s all mine.

In the future, if a situation were to ever occur for her child’s father to come crawling back to her and beg for a second chance,I won’t hesitate in ripping his throat out and watching with glee as he bleeds out at my feet.

He deserves it for being stupid enough to let her go, anyway. A prize like Raine should be treated with care, not tossed aside at the earliest convenience.

As another shudder wracks through Raine’s body, I find myself wanting to please her as much as possible. Passion. Desire. These are all new to me. Sex in the past was always an obligation, a thing to burn off excess energy and keep my wolf’s bloodlust in check.

This is much different. Iwant. I ache for her.

My cock jerks in my pants from how wet she is, drizzling down from where I slowly slide my fingers out of her. Her hole flutters, trying to clench around the emptiness I’ve left her with.

“Nyx…”

My name on her tongue is usually so sweet. Now it’s dripping with lust.

Opening my mouth, I wrap my lips around my fingers to suck them clean, relishing in the taste of her like I had when my head was between her thighs. I can’t get enough. I don’t know how we’re going to go back to how we were before all of this.

Perhaps it won’t be possible. Perhaps I’ll need to show her how good it is to be mine.

Lifting myself up from my knees, my free hand finds the button at the top of my pants and yanks it open with a quick flick of mywrists. She gasps under me, her teeth gnawing on her bottom lip while she watches me shed my shirt from my body and shove my pants just far enough down my hips to spring my cock free.

I keep the rest on. The last thing I want is for her to see the old scarring littering the junction between my legs. Going from a heady atmosphere to one of concern and confusion is the last thing I want. Nothing is going to derail this train from docking at its intended destination.

She doesn’t seem to care at all that I’m only half undressed, her legs propped up to give me enough room to settle between them while another soft sigh escapes those cherry-colored lips of hers.

My cock jumps at the sight of her displayed for me—a picture perfect image that I want to immortalize inside of my mind for the rest of time. Grabbing onto her hips, I hold her against the mattress. My hips roll forward, the head of my cock sliding up against her drenched hole.

The strangled moan that leaves her sets me on fire from the inside out.

I can’t hold back anymore.

As soon as I line the tip of my cock up with her hole, my hips rear back and then snap forward to enter her in a swift motion.

Her body arches off of the bed. “Ohhh!”

She’s heaven wrapped around me. Her walls twitch and spasm, teasing me just enough to edge me.

“Nyx,” she moans.

My lips find hers once more, kissing her hard enough to bruise. Both her arms and legs wrap around me, holding me tight against her warm body. I rock myself into her, painfully slow. Hurting Raine is the last thing I want to do, especially if it’s been a while since she’s laid with someone.

Her walls clamp down around me like a vise, not wanting to ease up at all when I pull out to shove myself back inside of her, as if her body refuses to let me go for even a second.

My tongue tangles with hers, sucking and nipping at her like my oasis in the desert.

Her nails bite into my back, a silent signal for more.

I give it to her.

I take her like she’s already mine—as if I’ve claimed her and this is the final act for our mating bond to solidify. She cries for me, calling my name when she comes once more. Her core squeezes me perfectly.

My cock drives into her hard and fast, tumbling myself over the edge along with her.

She’s beautiful when she comes undone, but even more so in the afterglow while her body settles and finds its peace after the surges of her pleasure finally relax her. A soft laugh escapes her, causing me to lift my head up just enough to watch her eyes slide shut.

“Wow,” is all she mumbles.

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