Page 49 of Forced Alpha Bride
She blinks, a shudder running through her as she watches my tongue. Then, with a small whimper of surrender, she leans her head back, pulls up her skirt… and opens her thighs.
I sink down, hooking my arms under her knees as I plunge my mouth into her pussy. A rough, hungry growl rumbles in my throat as my tongue finally satisfies the craving I’ve had ever since this morning when she bent over and showed herself to me.
At first, I’m completely wild, lapping deep into her pussy with my tongue and gripping her ass to drag her closer to me as my lips explore her slick folds. Winnie writhes under me, gasping and crying out as she opens her legs even wider.
All at once, I feel an orgasm shudder through her. I put my mouth right against her pussy to feel the spasms and lap up the sweet juice.
Winnie gasps as if she’s running a marathon, her entire body shivering in my grip as another orgasm begins to throb through her. I pay close attention to her now, making sure every movement of mine is focused on her pleasure.
I pull back a little, teasing with the tip of my tongue from the deep inner folds up to her clit. I kiss it gently, barely brushing it with my lips. Winnie thrashes under me, her gasps turning into short, loud cries.
I lap at her clit a little harder using the flat of my tongue, feeling her body tremble and listening to her voice. When thetremors and cries reach a constant pitch, I dive down again and shove my tongue deep into her pussy.
Winnie screams, grabbing my head and thrusting her hips into my face. I work harder with my lips and tongue, desperate to swallow her orgasm and feel that fire running through her again.
Her fingers tighten in my hair until it hurts, and I can’t breathe, but I don’t even care as I feel an enormous shudder run through her. For an instant, she’s completely still, then she thrashes wildly, thrusting her hips at me as I feel her pussy spasm and pulse under my lips, filling my mouth again with her sweet juice.
I cling to her thighs, leaning back a little as all the strength goes out of her. She collapses against the couch with her eyes closed, her cheeks burning with that cute shade of pink again. A strange, tender feeling twinges in my chest, and with shock, I realize what it is.
Affection. This is the first time I’ve ever pleasured someone for them alone and taken nothing for myself.
I want to deny it or maybe even fight it, but kneeling before Winnie, I can’t lie. Especially to myself.
I’m happier right here, between her thighs, than I have ever been.
Chapter 15 - Winnie
Collapsed against the couch, eyes closed, I let my breath heave in and out of my chest as every muscle in my body trembles with release. I’m so shattered that I see bright, spinning lights behind my eyelids, as if I’ve just been hit in the head or run myself to exhaustion.
I think my body definitely did get pushed to its limit. That was even more shocking than almost dying in the snow.
The painful memory cracks through my pleasure, forcing my eyes open. I wait for a rush of anger to taint my afterglow, but it doesn’t happen. The only feeling I have towards Damon right now is tenderness.
A mind-bending orgasm will do that to you, I guess.
The couch bends a little as Damon sits down beside me and wraps his arms around my shoulders. I relax against his hard chest, letting the echoes of pleasure run through me, wishing it would never fade.
It doesn’t have to. I could just give myself to him, right now.
As I snuggle against his chest, I feel the chains clink together, and it wakes me up a little.
That was, without a doubt, the best few minutes of my life. But is it enough to make me stay? That was way too close. If we actually fuck, I’m bound forever. And I don’t know if I want that.
“Are you okay?” Damon asks. “Can I get you anything?”
“No,” I murmur, snuggling against his chest so I don’t have to look up at him. “I’m fine.”
Seeing his face, his eyes, would make this too real. Right now, it just feels like pleasure without consequence. That’s what I wish it were.
I can feel the tight cuffs on my wrists, and I know they aren’t the chains that are keeping me here.
The ones keeping me here are of my own making—and they just got stronger. How can I walk away from this feeling?
The confusion is starting to collide with my serenity, making me teary. I snuggle a bit closer to Damon, wishing the moment wouldn’t end, but knowing that it already has.
“There’s an official dinner tonight,” he says. “I can’t remember if I told you. We’ll need to get ready soon.”
No one told me, but the news isn’t surprising. A big fancy party is a common thing for the elders to do after the ascension of an alpha. It gives him the opportunity to impress other pack leaders and demonstrate his authority over the pack.
