Acting on the primal impulses of my inner wolf and ignoring what this means in the aftermath, I gently push her shoulder to lay her on her back, maintaining the kiss as I follow her down. Her hands find purchase on my shoulders, loosely grabbing fistfuls of my sweatshirt as I pull back from the kiss.
Aurora stares sheepishly into my eyes, tucking her kiss-swollen bottom lip between her teeth as she watches me intently. The air is full of her pheromones, enveloping me in the enticing sweetness, and I lose myself in the sprightly chasms of her eyes.
For the first time since I've known her, I don’t see her as the pack’s lowly omega, but rather, an equal whose wolf’s intensity meets mine. Where my hand rests on her cheek, there’sa steady pulse that draws my palm down her arm. I thread my fingers through hers, the stark realization hitting me as strongly as the invisible force that combines the energies in our palms.
There’s no mistaking it, but the fact that she’s my fated mate isn’t as nagging as the rigid awareness between my thighs. Right now, words seem futile when she says everything she needs to say with her eyes—their bright twinkle begs for release. There’s so much I want to say, but it’s lost in this moment.
How will I explain what I feel when she doesn’t feel it? Her dampened, weaker wolf probably doesn’t feel the surge of electricity the way I do, the magnetism that draws me toward her. I could be wrong, after all; there’s a slight part of me that refuses to believe it, reminding me that I am the alpha and she’s the lowest-ranking omega in the pack.
This is all an act of raw, baser need, my mouth watering with the sudden urge to taste more than just her mouth, to consume her essence. I follow through with a sloppy kiss on her lips, grazing her bottom lip with my teeth as I soak up the heady sounds of her moans.
Using my knees to spread out her thighs, I settle between her legs, nibbling her jawline and making my way down. Because her dress was already torn when she fled her cottage in Girdwood, I don’t think twice about ripping the rest of it from her chest to expose a tantalizing set of voluptuous mounds.
A long, drawn-out breath whistles through my clenched teeth, and the beast in me awakens when I hold her breasts between my hands and give a gentle but firm squeeze that erects her nipples. She gasps, arching into my touch as she squirms beneath me, and I press a sheepish finger to her lips.
I drop my head and latch onto one mound, running circles around her pink areola as I knead her bare breast. Shewhimpers and moans, her fingers running through the hair at the back of my head.
“Elias…” she whimpers, and I suck on her nipple before pulling off with a lewd pop.
Her eyes are beacons of heady desire as she stares at me, her breath unsteady as she bites her bottom lip.
“Aurora…” I drawl huskily, consumed by the intoxication of the taste of her flesh as it swirls on my tongue. Her eyes sparkle with a radiant, soft glow as I hold her gaze and slither down until I’m at the source of her bubbling pheromones. Like a bouquet of blossoming jasmine in the fields during spring, her core beckons to my senses, addictively sweet and musky.
Hooking a finger beneath the crotch of her panties, I give a gentle tug that prompts her to lift her flowing hips so I can remove the only thing holding back the full efficacy of her womanhood. I drink in her scent through my airways just as I pull her panties away to reveal her glistening folds, and a feral groan roars from the depths of my being.
I’ve never had the pleasure of being ignited by a scent so deliciously inviting, and I waste no time in dipping my head between her thighs and plummeting my tongue through her moist, slick-coated folds. As my tongue laps across her throbbing hole, pride swells in my chest as I realize that I’ll be the first to fill her to the brim.
A smirk curls my lips, my eyes twinkling with delight as I watch through hooded eyes how Aurora reacts to the ministrations of my tongue. She writhes and squirms against every lick, her fists curling in the sheets as her back arches off the bed, and she pushes her hips closer.
She’s enjoying every bit of this as much as I am, but there’s the epitome of this baser act that still must be fulfilled. Ifeel her growing closer to her climax, popping my lips off her to a chorus of wailful moans and protests.
“Elias…please…” she whimpers, her voice tightening my mischievous smirk.
I get up on my knees and slowly begin to peel away the layers of my clothing, sighing from the relief of letting my cock spring free from its confines. But Aurora’s eyes widen with surprise when she has a good look at my member, hanging hard and heavy between my thighs.
“I don’t—” she begins, her voice cutting off with a hard gulp as she lifts her eyes back to mine.
I coo to console her as I take my cock in one hand and stroke my fingers across the throbbing shaft, being careful to keep my grip loose. The sensitivity along the veiny shaft is heightened, and touching myself while staring down at Aurora will be my undoing.
“You don’t need to do anything, Aurora,” I assure her gently. “Just follow my lead, okay?”
She nods, her doe eyes watching me intently as I continue lightly stroking my cock.
The way her hair cascades over the pillow with the yellow light illuminating her face is a heavenly sight to watch, and it has me pausing momentarily. Her hair catches the glimmer of radiant yellow, and the tresses take on a brilliant golden shade, reminding me of the female figure in my dreams.
Blinking fervently in disbelief, I’m about to lose myself to reckless thoughts when my wolf takes over with a feral, hearty growl that sets my pulse alight. Skittering sensations erupt in the pit of my belly, an intangible force so heavy and commandingpulling me forward until I’m lying over Aurora’s body, the tip of my cock lined with her hot, pulsating hole.
Breathing ruggedly, I stroke the bulbous tip of my cock over her drenched folds, my precum mixing with her warm, slick as the lubricant needed to dip my length inside her. When I push a little, Aurora gasps, so I use my free hand to cradle her cheek with encouragement.
“This might hurt a little,” I warn her softly, and she squeaks before biting her bottom lip and waiting with bated breath. “Grab onto me if you need to.” Aurora nods tentatively, and I enter her gently, my cock wrestling against her tightness until she relaxes enough to let me sink all the way inside.
The tight fit of her warm walls is delightful, but my cock is too sensitive to control myself. Once I’m tucked as deep as I can go inside her, the light stimulation in my lower belly shoots down to my scrotum, tingling the ball sack with awareness that flows into Aurora’s core as her walls contract and open to allow me space to thrust back and forth in a pleasurable way.
My strokes are slow, taking care to ensure her comfort. She grabs my shoulders, sharp nails biting into the taut flesh of the blades where my muscles flex as I try to maintain some kind of control.
“Oh, my Goddess!” she cries out, throwing her head back and permitting me space to nuzzle my nose in her neck. Drinking in the sweet scent her pores exude, I become too manically tipsy to control my thrusts any longer.
The psychedelic-like high is what I’m chasing as I steadily increase my speed until I’m slamming into Aurora while she clutches my shoulders and hangs on. I grab her supple hips, the feeling of her soft curves between my fingers driving me wild until I’m pounding her with all my ferocious might, growls andmoans mingling with the lewd sounds of skin slapping skin. I lose my mind, lose sense of time, my body only working to reach its peak.
