Page 147 of To Scale the Emerald Mountain
“Yes.” The simple word is choked through my moans.
To my displeasure, Alec pulls his finger out, leaving a streak of my wetness along the inside of my thigh. I’m about to shoot him venomous words at the loss of his fullness. Before I can, he is right back to where I need him, now inserting two fingers, stretching me to the max.
I cry out and writhe deeper into his touch.
“You are so fucking tight, Elly,” Alec says into my skin, kissing my neck. “You could not handle my cock right now,” he tells me arrogantly, making me clench harder around his thick fingers as he pushes into me deep.
“I was made to take you,” I remind him in a lusty whisper.
He growls. “Yes. This cunt is mine.” His dominating mouth claims mine.
Alec’s movements inside of me are less hurried now, plunging in and out of me with slow and deliberate strokes. His tongue against mine matches the pace of his languid fingers inside of me with expertise. The obvious skill gets me even hotter than before; a feat I would have thought impossible until now.
With each thrust in, a low, breathy moan escapes from my throat, and that delicious heat within me pulls tighter and tighter. I wrap one arm around his shoulders and trace the tips of myfingers through his scratchy beard as I kiss him back—watching him watch me.
My walls begin to squeeze around him. “Are you going to come on my hand?” Alec asks, his breaths becoming heavier as I draw closer and closer to shattering around him.
“Yes,” I barely manage to choke out as my ability to properly breathe leaves my body completely. I pull him closer, needing to feel him against me as he brings me to new heights.
“Let me taste my name on your breath.”
The heat drenching his deep voice makes that tightness build to a peak.
“Alec,” I obey.
“Come for me, Elly,” he demands, thrusting his fingers into me deep.
My body easily follows his command. I am physically unable to do anything but grip his shoulders, my nails digging in his skin, as I shudder and pulse uncontrollably.
My mouth is wide, my jaw locked and tight like the rest of my body. Alec’s name escapes my lips on a guttural groan as I crash and my walls clench around him, sucking him further into me.
“Yes,” Alec groans into my open mouth, fucking me harder with his fingers while I come around him.
When my body relaxes, I close my eyes and attempt to catch my breath.
Alec slides his hand from between my thighs, and I open my eyes in time to see him insert them into his mouth and suck hard, cleaning them off with euphoric satisfaction. I sigh and archtowards him at the sight.
He watches me and kisses me repeatedly as I catch my breath—ecstasy written across his face. When my breathing begins to steady, I start to laugh uncontrollably.
Alec’s brow wrinkles. “Why are you laughing?”
“I can’t believe I’ve been denying myself this. Everything today. I can’t believe I stopped myself from having this.”
He smiles with relief. “Well, you have it now.”
Alec lays down next to me, and I turn to face him. He pulls me close, his cock still very hard against me. I reach a hand between us and grip him through his pants, marveling at his thick girth.
Alec hisses. “I would not do that unless you want to see it through.” He quirks a brow at me. I smile lazily and let go, running my fingers through the dark hair on his abdomen. “Do not worry about me, my clove. My time will come.”
Snuggling into his chest, he throws a thin cotton blanket over me, covering me from the chest down. I rub my nose over the raw scar barely formed over his heart and plant a soft kiss on the mangled skin. Alec squeezes me closer to him, and I admit, “I’m not sorry.”
My guilt for stabbing him in the last few hours has quickly abated as we instantly fell back into our dynamic. Knowing that me killing him was his intention all along has all but made my guilt disappear completely.
“Neither am I,” Alec whispers against my head. I nuzzle deeper into his comforting warmth and enjoy the soft thump of his heart by my ear, a lovely song lulling me to sleep. Alec chuckles.
“Hmm?” I sigh sleepily.
“I can feel you smiling.”
