Page 82 of Coveted

He walked halfway across the room before setting her on her feet, letting her cling to him to remain upright. She was already tired of the pain and wanted him to soothe it away, but she still needed to build her nest.

“Help me take this off.”

She turned her back to him so he could loosen her dress, the material sagging down her arms before she let it drop to the floor. She’d lost all sense of embarrassment at being naked in front of him since it happened daily, and the wet fabric was annoying her.

Sucking in a deep breath once she was free of clothing, she moved to the pile of bedding at the foot of the bed. The mattress was bare, and the task ahead of her seemed daunting with the way her belly felt. Her womb was cramping, her channel clenching on nothing, and it felt like molten metal flowed beneath her skin.

She turned to look back at Vax. He had already removed his shirt and was in the process of stripping off the pants she’d soaked. Her attention was captured by his erection springing free of its restraints, the dark flesh swollen and standing proud.

“Keep staring at it like that and you won’t get a nest.”

The growled threat made her nipples pucker, slick running down her inner thigh. It was tempting to push him and see if he’d follow through, but the thought of him fucking her on the bare bed made her muscles tense and dread fill her belly. Intellectually, she knew she was safe in the room, but instinctively, she needed to feel the comfort of the nest around her to let go and allow him to mount her.

Alana set to work, covering the mattress with the first layer of sheets and slowly building up the base before adding pillows. She tucked them into place, securing it all with more blanketsbefore adding more cushions. She started off at the side of the bed but ended up on her knees in the middle of it as she worked.

Turning to look at Vax standing by the side of the bed, she held her hand out towards him. Her nest still needed a couple more layers, but she couldn’t finish it without him.

“I need you.”

He took her hand, moving closer as he eyed the space in the middle of the mattress. There was less room since the pillows wrapping around the edges narrowed the flat portion to a thin strip, but she’d planned it that way.

“Climb over right here.”

She guided him where to go and how to lay once he was in the nest. She had to adjust a few of the cushions propping him up, but it wasn’t long before she was straddling him, pulling the last blanket over her head. The curtains around the mattress had been closed, so her nest was almost pitch black, but she didn’t need to see her alpha. She could feel him, smell him, and it was all she could do to stop from scooting down to taste him.

She settled for leaning over his chest to lick his collar bone. She wanted him to claim her, and she was too impatient to delay it by teasing him with her mouth.

Vax’s hands were on her hips, his cock throbbing against her inner thigh as he purred. She let her tongue drag down to circle his nipple, but his fingers tightened in her waves and pulled her away before she could nibble on it the way she wanted to.

“Is your nest complete?”

Her eyes searched the darkness for his, but it was impossible for her to find them. He tilted his hips up when he felt her nod, and his lips brushed her forehead before pulling her higher so he could capture her lips.

“Then why am I not inside you?”

Alana whimpered into his mouth, another gush of slick leaving her at his words. The act of building her nest had soothedher for a bit, but the demanding need was back, burning through her veins.

He released her hair to return his hand to her hip, guiding her down on him. His erection brushed through the sopping valley at the apex of her thighs before she tilted herself so the tip caught in her entrance.

Her mouth fell open as her channel opened to allow him inside her. Despite being past the soreness she’d faced the first few times with him, the initial thrust always made her toes curl and her core spasm around his invasion.

It was bliss wrapped in torture.

Alana ground her clit against his pelvis as she adjusted to the stretch. She was so sensitive she was already on edge just from him entering her, and she couldn’t help chasing the sensation needed to push her over.

“Not this time, Princess,” Vax whispered into her ear, tightening his hold on her and stilling her motions. She whined and dug her fingers into his muscles, trying to move, but he wouldn’t allow it.

“We go together this time. You’ll come when I tell you to.”

It didn’t matter that she was the one on top, he was the one in charge.

He started rocking her hips, the wet squelch loud in the silence between her panted breaths. She tensed her thighs, urging him to go faster, to grind into her harder, but he kept to his own pace. No matter how she begged, how many kisses and bites she peppered on his chest, he refused to rush.

“I finally get to make you mine. No one will ever be able to take you from me.”

Her breath hitched, the orgasm he’d kept teetering on the edge surging closer. She could feel his swelling knot stretching her entrance as he worked it in and out of her, the sting blending with the exquisite sensation of his cock moving inside her.

“Yesss,” she hissed, digging her nails into him.

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