Page 71 of Pack Owned
“This is your first time?”
My whole body flushes, and I know he’s figured out that I’m a virgin.
“We’ll take it slow.” Ryker kisses a trail of fire down my body, leaving me trembling. His lips brush the valley between my breasts, and I squirm, panting.
He leans in closer, and the space between us shrinks, thick with unspoken desire and a vulnerability that leaves me breathless. Hesitantly, I reach out, my fingertips brushing against the hard planes of his jaw.
With a trembling breath, I whisper, “Yes. Please don’t stop.”
Ryker chuckles softly, kissing my lips in a feather-light kiss that leaves me breathless. Then he kisses his way down my body, stopping at my breasts to suck and nibble my nipples. I gasp, arching into his mouth. Fuck, that feels good.
His hands slide lower, fingers teasing along my hips before dipping between my legs. My pussy feels like it’s aching and empty. He continues kissing a path down my body. He reaches my sex and looks up at me from those dark lashes.
“You gonna open up for me, Kayla?”
Fear clutches my heart, but my desire crashes against the walls I’ve built. Biting my lip, my legs slowly part a fraction while my stomach twists, but I can’t stop.
“Good girl. Now spread your legs a bit more.”
I do, flushing at how exposed I am. I’m rewarded with his breath fanning across my sex, which releases another wave of desire crashing into me.
“Good girl.” He gently runs a finger down my slit, and I moan, squirming, wanting more.
When his tongue flicks against my clit, I see stars. He circles it slowly, building the pressure until I’m trembling, clutching at the sheets. His smoky scent envelops me, leather and pine mixing with the musk of sex. I purr, reveling in his Alpha scent.
“You taste so fucking amazing,” Ryker growls against my pussy, the vibrations shooting straight to my core. He circles my clit, making me squirm, wanting his fingers or him deep inside me. Slowly, he dips a finger into my entrance.
I cry out, clenching around him as he starts to move. It’s not enough. I need more.
As if sensing my need, Ryker rubs his thumb in tight circles over my clit, pushing me closer and closer to the edge.
When his finger curls inside me, hitting that sweet spot, I come undone with a scream. Ryker works me through my orgasm, his finger and thumb never stilling.
His eyes darken. “I want to feel you come apart around me again.”
I nod frantically, too far gone to feel embarrassed by how easily he brought me to an orgasm. I blink up at him through the haze of bliss, taking in his swollen lips and the smug grin on his face.
“Told you I’d take care of you.” His voice is rough with lust. My inner Omega preens at the sound. Ryker wipes his mouth and crawls up my body to capture my lips in a searing kiss.
I can taste myself on him, musky and tangy. My hips rock up against his, heat already building again. Ryker growls into the kiss.
Looks like we’re just getting started.
Ryker kisses down my neck, pausing to nip at my pulse point. I gasp, tilting my head to give him better access. One of his hands slides between my legs again, circling my clit in a slow,maddening rhythm. The other cups my breast, rolling my nipple between his fingers until it pebbles. I rock my hips up with a needy whine, chasing the friction of his fingers stroking my pussy.
Ryker chuckles. “Patience, Omega. We’ve got all night.”
His words leave me breathless and drenched.
His fingers work their magic, stoking the fire inside me until I’m gasping and clawing at the sheets. The pleasure is almost unbearable. His fingers pull and tease my nipples, leaving me desperate for more.
But Ryker is in no rush. His lips trail down my body, leaving a trail of fire in their wake down my neck. I arch my back, trying to follow the path of his mouth, but he’s in control. His lips are everywhere except where I need them most. He knows what he’s doing to me, and he revels in it.
“Fuck! Please,” I beg. “Please, Ryker. I need you.”
He looks up at me, his dark eyes burning with desire.
“I know,” he mutters, his deep voice sending shivers down my spine. “But I want to savor you, taste every inch of you. You’re mine, and I won’t rush this.”
