Page 68 of Mate to the Alpha Of All Alphas

But, as it cascaded down her body, Ismena was starting to realize that it was not going to be of much help. It's not calming her arousal at all.

She sighed and laid her head on the cold, wet tile of the wall. What in the devil's balls is wrong with me?

A question she'd asked herself over and over again as she laid all hungry and aroused, tossing uncomfortably in his bed, over and over again. God, it was so unlike her to be sexually addicted to a man.

It's like every time he touches her, it gets worse. Does it get worse than this?

Ismena highly doubts that. She'd missed him so damn much when he went for his business trip, she'd hungered for him in the darkness of the night but it was never this bad. It's as if his presence is a fuel to the fires of her addiction.

Maybe, this is one of those days self-pleasuring comes to her rescue. He was still in his meeting anyway, so a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do.

Cheek rested on the mahogany tiles with water cascading down her back, Ismena closed her eyes and allowed her fingers found her nub. She widened her legs a bit for better access.

As she caressed herself, her mind filled with the image of Wolfaraine. She imagined it was him rubbing her clit, running his strong hands all over her breasts. She moaned aloud as pleasure filled her.

Oh, God, she is aching.

She pressed the hill of her hand to her clit, imagining it was his. Then, she added more pressure which caused sharp pleasure to whip through her body and she cried out.

"By the Moon Goddess," came the growl from a deep familiar voice.

Ismena's eyes whipped open, withdrew her hand so fast and the other hand on her breast paused too. Embarrassment flooded her system as she stared at Wolfaraine standing with his arms crossed by the door.

He was stark naked in his glorious form, she couldn't help running her eyes greedily over his skin. She'd turned off the lights in the bathroom when she entered, but she was still able to see him clearly because of the lights coming in through the bathroom windows.

Layers of muscles coated almost every part of him, from the six—eight—packs, to his muscular arms like tree trunks and down to his strong thighs. The beautiful, soft hairs on his chest made her finger itch to run through them. And his dick.

It stood hard, proud and fully-erect before her, just like its owner who was watching her with an unreadable but intense look on his face. Her mouth watered as she started pointedly at his cock. She has never seen a more handsome man in her life.

"H-How long have you been standing there?" She whispered at last, finally bringing herself to ask.

"A while." His eyes were on her round breasts with pointed nipples which seemed to get more puckered with his eyes on them, "Long enough." He added, his voice low and deep.

"Oh..." She couldn't stop herself from ducking her head in desire and embarrassment. He'd seen her...he'd watched everything.

The ache of lust inside her magnified and she bit her lips at her body's surprising reaction.

Silence descended among them. Far away, a wolf howled.

He began walking towards her, his eyes staring intensely on her lowered face. He stepped into the shower, reached out and turned off the shower.

He stepped behind her back and whispered to her ear, "When you touched yourself, what were you thinking about?"

"You," A shiver ran through down her body, "I was thinking about you. You inside me... You touching me..." She admitted in a whisper.

A growl emitted from his throat. The male and the wolf loved that. "Do you touch yourself often? Do you think of me all those time you do it?"

Her breath caught in sheer embarrassment, "Wolfaraine..." She protested.

"Tell me, Ena." Softly spoken, but held a thread of command.

"Yes," she admitted, "I d-did it more than usual and I thought of you all those time. I don't know what's wrong with me, Wolfe."

Wolfaraine can think of a few things that's wrong with her. There's the possibility that having sex with her mate has awakened her body to be able to meet her mate's needs, especially when the mate is a male like him. Or it's the mating heat which is fueling her body's hunger.

If it's the mating heat, it will only get worse until the mating ritual has been performed. If it's not those two, it can just be a natural way her body reacts because she was starting to get addicted to his cock.

It could be one of those reasons. Or two. Or all of them.

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