Page 9 of Breaking the Alpha
Tonight, the goalpost moved and he had a new reason to appreciate every one of his finely honed muscles.
He stood in one fluid movement and buried his face in her throat when she locked her legs around his hips to keep him inside her.The small granite countertop called to him, its height perfect for fucking his pretty little bohemian until she was screaming his name.She gasped when he set her on the stone surface and he chuckled as she clung tighter to him.
“I’m sorry it’s so cold, Angel,” he murmured against her skin as he held her hips at the angle he wanted and pumped inside her.
She shivered as she leaned back and arched, bracing herself with her arms and giving him full access to her incredible breasts.Determined to give her the same contrasting sensations she’d used to drive him wild, he took one peaked nipple into his mouth and circled it with his tongue while he pinched her other with enough pressure to make her squirm.As much as his body wanted to fuck her clear off the granite, he changed the angle and speed of his thrusts every time he felt her walls tighten and flutter around him.
“You want to come?”he ground out, his thrusts punctuating every word.She reached over her head and gripped the edge of the counter for leverage, and he grasped her wrists to hold her down.“Let me hear how bad you need it.”
He didn’t know what he wanted her to say when he made the demand, but when her amber eyes met his and she whispered his name, he realized that was precisely what he needed to hear before he became completely undone.
His back arched and the first rolling wave of his orgasm caught him off guard as it barreled through him.Angelina’s cries of ecstasy echoed in his ears alongside the sound of his name being whispered from her lips still playing on a loop in his mind.His hold on her wrists tightened as his entire body tensed and his release spilled until every muscle went limp, save for the shudders of the aftershocks.
Panting, he squeezed his eyes shut for a moment, trying to pull himself back together enough to speak.He licked his lips and swallowed hard.“I…holy fuck.”He opened his eyes and blinked.“Fuck.”
Angelina lay beneath him, her fingers gently skimming his brow.“Welcome back.”
Another inhale.Another exhale.“Yeah.”He nodded, still off his game and utterly confused when she gently pushed against his chest and untangled herself from him.“Jesus.”
“Becoming come dumb is a common side effect,” she said with a smile as she hopped off the counter and scooped up her bra and underwear.
He wanted to protest as she pulled the pink lace up her thighs, but his mind was still piecing itself together.“What dumb?”
“Come dumb.”She took his hand and led him back to the armchair.“It goes away after five to ten minutes, so sit, relax, close your eyes, and you’ll be right as rain soon.”
Letting out a strangled laugh, he obeyed.
Come dumb.
It was closer to ten minutes by the time he heard Angelina disappear into the bathroom and he could coordinate his movements, focusing his first efforts on removing the condom, tying it off, and tossing it into the trash before tucking his semi-hard dick back into his pants.Stripping his shirt off, he grabbed a clean one from his suitcase and yanked it on as the door opened and she came out, fully dressed and grinning.
“I wasn’t sure you’d return to earth,” she teased, boxing up what was left of their uneaten meals.
Coming up behind her, he wrapped his arms around her waist and nuzzled her hair.“I’m not sure I have yet.What do you think you’re doing?”
“Cleaning up before I head out.”
Frowning, he buried his head into the crook of her neck.“You’re not staying?”
He felt her melt against him, and for a brief moment he thought she might turn and join him in bed for the night.
And then she slipped from his hold.“And ruin this perfect night with morning breath?”She gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, the kind Jodie gave him when she wanted to claim ownership over him at public events.“Good night, River.Maybe the fates will smile on us and I’ll run into you again on the streets of LA.”
He watched her tie her sandals, unable to block the memories of what else those delicate fingers were capable of doing.“Can I at least get your number so I can call you tomorrow?Or, you know, in case I make it up to Wisconsin some time?”
A strange look crossed her face as she stood and he handed her his phone.“Okay, but you aren’t under any obligation to reach out.”
He cocked a brow while she entered her number.“I said I’d call you tomorrow; I’m calling.And I really hope you answer.”
Her lips quirked up before she opened the door and closed it tight behind her, leaving him alone with nothing more than memories of the best sex he’d ever had and the phone number of the worst pizza parlor in town.
Chapter Four
River snatched the‘Piercer Wanted’ sign off the door and strode into Serpent’s Tongue Ink, glancing up at the chimes announcing his arrival.
“I’ll be out there in a minute,” Birch called from the back.“You can take a seat and flip through one of the albums if you want.”
Doing just that, he perused one of the professionally assembled photo books of tattoos Birch had done over the last few years, impressed with his brother’s range.He’d worked with three different talented artists out in LA, but Birch was, without bias, the best.He had an unrivaled eye for details, his placement of pieces carefully selected to highlight the art against muscles and movement.
