Page 78 of Rejected By My Shadow Alpha
"And this host needs a moment alone with his mate. Right now." My voice dropped, dark with hunger. "We've waited long enough."
She opened her mouth to argue, but I was already carrying her into the bedroom, her laugh echoing down the hall like music. I kicked the door shut behind us and set her down gently at the edge of the bed.
"Shower with me," I said, voice low, steady.
"Drew," she warned again, but her gaze flicked to my mouth, her chest rising with shallow breaths.
"Please," I murmured, already reaching for the zipper on the back of her dress. "I need this. I need you."
My fingers worked slowly and deliberately, and she didn't stop me. As the fabric slipped from her shoulders and pooled at her feet, she stood before me, bare, radiant, wild, and mine.
I let my eyes trace every inch of her. "You're a goddess, Ruby."
She watched me silently, the tension between us thick enough to burn. Her lips parted as I peeled off my shirt, her gaze trailing down my chest like a caress. When the last of my clothes dropped to the floor, she drew in a soft, shaky breath.
"You're staring," I murmured, stepping closer.
"I've been starving," she whispered, eyes dark with longing. "And you know exactly what you do to me."
I didn't give her a chance to say more. I swept her into my arms again and carried her into the bathroom. The steam greeted us instantly, curling around our skin like silk. The soft hiss of water filled the room, and the heat wrapped us in a cocoon of desire and memory and something dangerously close to worship.
The moment we stepped under the shower, everything else fell away. The world narrowed to touch, to breath, and to skin against skin. I reached for the soap and worked it slowly over her body, my hands reverent as they moved along the curves I'd memorized in my dreams. Her arms slid around my shoulders, nails skimming gently over my spine as I trailed kisses along her collarbone.
"You feel like fire," I whispered against her neck.
"Oh, Drew," she breathed, voice breaking. "Don't stop. Please, don't stop."
I pressed her back gently against the warm tiles, my lips claiming hers with a hunger I hadn't dared unleash until now. She met me with equal heat, her kiss deep and consuming, like she was trying to imprint me into her soul.
She gasped as my hands found her breasts, the soft sound spilling from her lips like music. I circled her nipples, teasing them until she was squirming beneath my touch, her hips rolling instinctively. Her fingers tangled in my hair as my mouth returned to her neck, and the moan that escaped her when I nipped just below her ear nearly undid me.
"Goddess, Ruby," I groaned. "You're everything."
She smiled through a panting breath, her forehead resting against mine. "Then take everything. Take me."
I didn't hesitate. I lifted her effortlessly, her legs wrapping around my waist as our bodies aligned in perfect rhythm. She buried her face into my shoulder, biting down on a whimper as I slid inside her. The sensation was electric, familiar, anddevastating all at once. She held me close, her nails digging into my back as I moved within her, slow at first, savoring the way her body welcomed mine, the way she clung to me like she was trying to anchor herself.
"You feel…" she started, then gasped as I thrust deeper, "...like home."
Her back arched against the tile, the water cascading over our bodies as I quickened the pace, each movement fanning the flames that had long smoldered between us. We moved as one, a perfect rhythm of breath and groans and whispered names, until her moans turned into broken cries, and I was losing myself completely in her, but it wasn't enough.
Ruby slipped down from my arms, turned, and looked back at me, wild, flushed, and radiant. Then she arched toward me, offering herself without shame, without hesitation.
"Drew," she whispered. "Don't hold back."
I didn't. My hands slid along her hips, anchoring us both as I stroked her vagina again with my fingers. This time, it was primal, our wolves rising just beneath the surface, their need and hunger fueling every motion. I slapped her butt, and she moaned louder, arching her back towards me, my fingers wet and slick. I entered her from behind and gripped her tighter as our bodies collided, again and again, water cascading, pleasure crashing like thunder inside us.
"More," she begged, her voice raw. "Don't stop, Drew, don't you dare stop."
She trembled, tightening around me as the orgasm tore through her, her cry echoing off the tile. I followed with a groan, every nerve in my body splintering into stars as I collapsed against her back, panting, dazed, and overwhelmed. We stood there for a long moment beneath the stream, chests heaving, hearts racing, and breath stolen. The water washed away everything except the feel of her in my arms.
She turned after a moment, her body slick against mine, her face radiant with both satisfaction and mischief. Her voice was teasing as she whispered against my chest, "You keep doing that, and I swear, Drew, I'll be pregnant again in no time."
I laughed, low and warm, kissing her damp hair. "Good. I'd like that. A house full of wild little alphas running around."
She smiled up at me, and I gathered her into my arms again, gently stroking her back as the water finally cooled.
"Come on, wild woman," I whispered. "Let's clean up and go make a scene. We've got a legacy to celebrate."
