Page 34 of Alpha Bully

Back at the house, Callum heads straight upstairs to get Harper settled, and I walk into our ensuite to wash my face. My stomach is feeling much better and I’m relieved to have made it through the day. I hear Callum enter our bedroom and turn to find him stalking toward me.

“Now, are you going to tell me how you’re really feeling?” he asks, stepping closer and caging me in against the counter. “You think I can’t tell when my mate is putting on a brave face?”

I take a deep breath, my heart beating faster as I look up into his amber eyes. “I’m pregnant,” I whisper, feeling the words leave my mouth.

His mouth drops open for a moment before he pulls me into his arms and kisses me passionately. His lips are warm against mine, tasting like the sweetness from all the festival treats. I can feel his heart pounding against my chest as he holds me tightly. When he finally pulls away, he searches my face for any signs of uncertainty or fear.

"Are you okay?" he asks softly, cupping my cheek in his hand.

"I am now," I reply with a small smile, leaning into his touch. “I was going to tell you earlier, but I only just found out, and Harper was so excited about the fest—”

He kisses me again, cutting off my train of thought and short-circuiting my brain. Pulling away, he looks down at me, grinning. “I am so damn happy,” he smiles, running his hand over my stomach.

He takes my hand and pulls me toward the bed, turning me so I sit on the edge as he pushes my dress from my shoulders. The fabric pools around my waist; I don’t wear a bra, so my breasts fall free, and I see his eyes darken with desire. As he cups my breast with his rough hands, I immediately notice how much heavier they feel, and as his fingers flick over my nipple, I hiss at the increased intensity, the sensation shooting straight to my core.

Gently, Callum nudges me back until I lie down, and he settles on the floor in front of me, kissing my calves and spreading my legs. My stomach tightens in anticipation of the pleasure I know he will give me, and he trails kisses all the way up my thighs before gently sucking my clit into his mouth.

I gasp at the sensation, lifting my hips off the bed in an attempt to get even more contact.

I watch as he looks up at me, his eyes dark and intense, and I feel myself almost melting under his gaze. He continues his assault on my sensitive nub, licking and sucking until I’m squirming beneath him, trying to conceal my moans. The feeling of his tongue circling my entrance only heightens the ache growing between my legs. He pushes a finger inside me slowly, before adding another, stretching me while he continues to tease me with his tongue.

When he adds a third finger and begins to pump them rhythmically, I can't contain myself any longer. My back arches off the bed, and I cry out as waves of pleasure wash over me. His fingers pump in and out of me in time with his mouth on my clit, sending shockwaves through my body until I can feel it building up again.

"Callum," I whimper, my voice hoarse from all the pleasure. "I'm going to—"

Suddenly, I feel the pressure build up inside me and then release in a powerful surge. I’ve never felt anything like it, and my whole body tenses as I squirt all over Callum’s fingers and mouth.

“Fuck, that’s so hot, baby,” he murmurs reverently as he shrugs off his pants quickly and mounts me. He leans down, and I taste my desire on his lips as he kisses me roughly; his hard cock lays impossibly erect between us, and I can almost feel his desperation. I reach down and stroke his steely velvet length before he quickly stops me. “I’m gonnaf explode, Ava.”

I chuckle at his tone, but when I look up, I see the truth in his eyes. He’s almost completely undone. I reach up and kiss him, whispering, “Then take me.”

It’s all he needs to hear before thrusting forward and filling me in one hard movement, his cock stretching my walls more than his fingers ever could. I grip his broad shoulders as pleasure threatens to overwhelm me immediately. He starts slowly, burying himself as deep as he can, but then picks up the pace until his hips are slapping against my own.

The bed creaks under our movement, and I’m dimly aware of the sound of rustling sheets as we push harder and faster. Our breaths come in ragged gasps, mixed together as we chase our release. Callum’s grip on my hips tightens as he plows into me relentlessly—it feels like heaven as his cock hits that sensitive spot deep inside. His mouth is pressed against my neck when I finally feel him on the verge of coming; he tenses, groaning my name and filling me with his liquid heat.

The ecstasy of the moment overwhelms me, and I bury my face against his shoulder, muffling my scream as I come hard. My body tightens around him, my insides rippling with each pulse of pleasure. We collapse together, sweaty and sticky, but unable to move for what feels like an eternity.

Finally, Callum pulls out of me gently and rolls us onto our side, his hand instantly finding my belly and holding me gently. "You are so fucking amazing," he murmurs, kissing my shoulder. “I don’t deserve any of this, but I thank the goddess for you.”

I turn slightly to look at him. “That’s where you’re wrong,” I say quietly, “you do deserve this, and so do I. We deserve to be happy.”

He smiles, his eyes bright with emotion. "I love you," he says simply. "More than anything."

I reach up and cup his cheek, my fingers tracing the lines of his stubble. “I love you too,” I whisper, turning in his arms to kiss him softly. "And I can't wait to spend the rest of our lives together, being happy."

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