Page 24 of Alpha's Revenge Luna
“If you say so.”He shrugs, then laughs.
I glare at him.“How could I feel anything for the man who murdered my parents and would have killed my little brother if I didn’t agree to go with him?”I ask him.He is insane if he thinks I have any feelings other than hatred for him.
“That is a good point.And it gives you plenty of reason to hate me, but I suspect you don’t.However, do you mind not doing that?I don’t mind you holding it, riding it, sucking it, but unless you plan on finishing what you’re starting, I suggest you not tease me,” he tells me.
“Huh?”my brows furrow in confusion when I feel something twitch in my hand.Glancing down, I find my hand in his pants, my fingers wrapped around him.I shriek, ripping my hand from his pants.He laughs, the sound rumbling loudlythrough his chest.
“What did you do?”I snap at him.
“Nothing, because I don’t have to do anything.”He rolls, too swiftly for me to catch the movement and escape him.Suddenly, I am trapped beneath him, his hard, warm body pressed between my legs.“You can deny it all you want, Emery.You can fight it, but the bond will always win, so why try?”he questions.
“I won’t let any imaginary bond win.You’re a monster,” I snap at him.
“You keep saying that, but you’re not fighting me now,” he murmurs against my lips.“And for the record, I am not a monster… I’m a Hybrid, and you, my little mate, smell divine,” he purrs before kissing me.
His lips are warm against mine, but I press my lips together, only for his lips to travel south to my neck.His fangs grazing my skin sending a shiver up my spine.“It’s addictive, isn’t it?”he whispers.My heart rate picks up, anticipating his fangs breaking my skin.
“What is?”I ask, my voice coming out whiny even to my own ears.
“My bite,” he purrs.Before I can protest, he sinks his fangs into my neck, drawing my blood, his tongue massaging my neck as he feeds on me.My toes curl at the sensation it stirs that seems to have a direct line to my core as my inner walls clench.
The pleasure builds, and my body trembles, the sensation an exquisite mix of pain and pleasure.I grip his shoulders, trying to focus on anything other than how good it feels as he drinks from me.Finally, his fangs pull out, leaving a sweet ache that only adds to the desire pooling between my legs.It makes me want more even if some part of me tries to remind myself that this is wrong and I should stop him but fails as my body craves for something else.At the same time, my mind screams at me for giving in already.
His lips travel lower, his teeth grazing and biting, inducing more intense pleasure the lower he goes.My desire for himoverwhelms me with every inch of skin bared to his mouth, and I can no longer remember why I ever even tried resisting him in the first place.
My breaths come out shallow when his mouth finds its way between my legs.He slips off the bed, dragging me closer to the edge, his hot tongue sliding between my wet folds.
I stare at the ceiling through half-lidded eyes, my mind trying to remember something; it sits right on the edge, gnawing at my consciousness.His firm hands grip my thighs, pulling them further apart, so he can slip his tongue inside me; the feeling is strange, making me jolt.He chuckles, pulling away.I sit up, leaning on my elbows, my knees snapping shut as I stare down at him.He raises an eyebrow at me.
“You always steal my choice away with your–” I stop, trying to figure out the words I want to use.
“My what, Emery?I have told you I don’t need to compel you; I don’t need to order you.Your body reacts how it craves to be touched, my bite merely enhances the feeling, it doesn’t create it.”
I shake my head.“No, it’s you, it’s what you are…” The words seem odd even when speaking them aloud.He’s right, but my mind just doesn’t seem to want to believe I’m capable of feeling for someone as evil as him.His hands grip my waist, drawing me from my troubled thoughts, my gaze shifting back to him.His hands skim along my legs, and I move my hips uncomfortably, trying to rid the ache between my legs, the throbbing pulse I seemed to have developed.
“Still, you insist on fighting instinct,” he murmurs.“You’re conflicted.You feel you should hate me, but your body craves me.Let go, Emery, or suffer.Just because your wolf hasn’t arrived doesn’t mean you can escape the torment the bond will give you.”
“We are not mates.”
He snorts, pressing his lips to my knee while his hand slides down the inside of my legs, fingertips grazing my swollen lips.My lips part as he uses one finger to part them, teasing me.“What do you want, Emery?”I don’t answer, and he raises an eyebrow at me.“Yes or no?”
“You’re giving me a choice?”I ask him.
“Isn’t that what you wanted?”he purrs, his finger slipping inside me, and heat envelops me.“Tell me to stop, and I will, just this once,” he adds, drawing his finger out slowly.
Dion’s low purr echoes in the silence of the room, his finger sinking back into my core.I can’t help the involuntary squeeze of my muscles around him, my body responding to his touch despite my mind’s protests.
“What do you want me to do?”His voice breaks into my thoughts.I bite my lower lip, my eyes meeting his.
“Do you want me to choose for you?”Dion’s voice holds a hint of amusement, his dark gaze never leaving my face.My treacherous body betrays me once again, my head nodding ever so slightly in response.
A triumphant smirk blooms on Dion’s face as his grip tightens on my knees, spreading my legs wider.His eyes, those damn hypnotizing eyes, never leave mine as he slowly lowers his mouth to my pussy.
Every flick of Dion’s tongue sends electricity coursing through me, igniting a fire that grows hotter and wilder with each stroke.His fingers delve deeper, stroking and prodding.The knot in my stomach tightens, my breath hitching as my back arches off the bed.
“Dion.”His name slips out in a breathless moan, my head falling back, my eyes squeezed shut against the blinding pleasure.
“That’s it, baby, moan my name,” he encourages.Then, as if knowing exactly what to do, Dion hits that one spot that drives me wild, pushing me over the edge.His finger presses deep within me, the pleasure overwhelming, blinding, all-consuming.My breath catches in my throat as an intense orgasm crashes through me, my body shivering uncontrollably.
