Page 34 of The Alpha's Chosen Outcast

She responds in kind by unbuttoning my pants and pulling down my zipper. Her hand is on my dick without any barrier now. Her skin on mine is nearly unbearable.

I massage her breast, rolling her nipple between my fingers and feeling it harden. I know that it’s making her wet without having to put my hands in her pants, which is suddenly all I want to do. I

push into her hand, and she takes a step back. Now I have her against the wall again, this time with a much different intention.

What she whispers next almost sends me into a frenzy. With my mouth still at that spot on her neck, she turns her head so her mouth is near my ear.

“I want you,” she says. “I want all of you.”

Her grip around my dick strengthens, and she moves her hand faster.

“I mean it, Trey. I don’t care if you intend to kill me when this is all over. I want you to fuck me, here and now.”

I take her hand off of me. Then, I take the other and pin both of them above her head with one of mine. I don’t answer her but I do move my mouth back up to hers.

With my free hand, I reach into her leggings, move her thin panties aside, and marvel at the way her breath hitches as I thrust two fingers into her wet pussy.

She wasn’t lying at all. I see that she does want me as her panties are soaked through. My fingers slide in with no resistance at all.

I stroke the inside walls of her pussy and stop to circle around her clit with my wet fingers before I thrust them inside her and start pumping.

Our kiss is more intense, and she’s struggling against my hand, pinning her in place. She’s riding my hand as I pump into her, letting me in deeper and deeper until she’s coming all over me.

I don’t stop there, though. I keep circling her clit, flicking it back and forth as her orgasm goes on and on.

She’s moaning with my mouth on hers, squirming against me and making me never want to stop. Her legs turn to jelly as her orgasm ends, but I don’t let her fall.

I remove my fingers slowly, then stop the kiss to lick each of them in front of her. She watches, eyes glazed over in utter bliss. I let her hands go and she latches them on me.

“Your turn,” she says.

But she doesn’t keep her hands on me. She drops down to her knees and pulls my dick out of my boxers. In the next moment, her mouth is on me with one hand still at the base, controlling her movement.

My hands are in her hair then, and I start to thrust into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat.

She adjusts her head, and my entire length is in her mouth, moving down her throat while her tongue works the rest of me.

She’s moving faster now, feeling the veins in my dick harden. She doesn’t stop. I move with her as she goes faster and faster, the way only a wolf could handle.

I can’t hold back anymore, and I come hard. She takes it all and swallows it down, moving her lips on me until I’m completely spent. I stroke her hair as she finishes me off.

Most of our clothes are still on, but what happened between us changes things. We’re going to have to face that eventually.

Right now, though, all I want is to kiss her again, to know what she looks like naked, and to taste her the way she just tasted me. But we need to take a moment and talk about this.

As much as I want to throw her up against that wall with nothing between us, we need to get our bearings and figure out how to keep her alive.

“I’m going to order some food. You want dumplings?” I say as I back away from her and close up my pants.

Her eyes widen, and she pulls out a chair to sit down. Her mouth opens and closes a few times in silence before she responds.

“Sure, I guess,” there is a question in her voice. “Um, didn’t we leave Violet outside in the car?”

“Yeah, I’ll send her to get it, and then she can go home while we talk.”

Heather’s brows knit together.

“Talk? About what?”

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