Page 58 of X-Clan The Origin
His fingers twisted, drawing me into yet another orgasm. Or maybe just a continuation of the one from the beginning.
Ripping and rolling through me.
Tightening my abdomen.
Wringing every ounce of pleasure from my veins.
Only for my body to throw me right back into the vortex of spasms and pleasure and passion, allowing me to receive even more.
I used to hate this experience.
Used to loathe the way my body craved sensation.
But Jonas was showing me just how good it could be.
And he hadn’t even knotted me yet.
Oh, wolves.Just thinking about his knot had my stomach cramping withneed.I wanted him inside me. Fucking me. Taking me. Driving in and out andclaimingme in every way.
“Please,” I whispered, my hips lifting to meet his mouth. “Jonas,please.”
I needed his cock. I… I needed to feel him fall apart. I wanted to experience the sensation of joining intimately with an Alpha.
Not to breed.
Not to create a true nest.
Just… just to be with him. Tofeel.
The Betas I’d been with had never been able to properly pleasure me. It wasn’t their fault. Just biology.
But Jonas could take me to new heights. Hell, he alreadyhad. And that had been with just his mouth and tongue.
I screamed as he nipped my clit again, sending me spiraling into another dark, rapturous state that stole my ability to process thought once again.
My lungs burned with the reminder to breathe.
But I couldn’t.
The air I needed didn’t exist here.
Jonas.
The world was dark.
Jonas.
The world neededlight.
Jonas.
I clawed at the depths of my pleasure, trying to swim upward, to find the surface of this suffocating euphoria.
Jonas.
Everything was on fire. My veins. My belly. My hands. Legs. Breasts.Core.
I was being eaten alive byheat.
