“Always,” I said, dragging my hand over her ass and back, squeezing.“Can’t get enough of you.”
She rolled over and pushed me flat on my back, straddling me with a gleam in her eyes that made my cock jump against my stomach.
“My turn,” she declared, and fuck if that didn’t do things to me. I’d never seen anything hotter.
She started slow, lips on my throat, tongue teasing down my chest, fingers dragging across every scar and line of muscle. When she finally took my cock into her mouth, I groaned like it physically hurt.
Her mouth was warm, wet, her movements clumsy at first but fuck, the way she took me into her mouth made my whole body lock up. Her lips stretched around the head of my cock, tongue shyly flicking across the slit like she was tasting something forbidden. Her hands were unsure, gripping the base too loosely at first, but the moment she sucked just a little harder, I hissed through my teeth and felt my cock jump between her lips.
She looked up at me, wide-eyed and flushed, and that was it. I groaned and let my head fall back against the pillow.
I could see she wanted to learn me, to know how to drive me out of my mind. And I let her.
Her hands found their rhythm quickly, one pumping the base while the other braced on my thigh for leverage. I watched the way her cheeks hollowed with effort, the way she gagged a little when she tried to take more than she could handle and kept going anyway. Her spit dripped down the shaft, coating me in slick heat while her mouth worked up and down, sloppy, desperate, fucking beautiful.
“Just like that,” I growled, fingers fisting the sheets to keep from grabbing her and fucking her throat raw. “That’s it, baby. Good girl. You suck my cock so fucking well.”
She moaned around me at the praise, and the sound sent vibration all the way through my spine, making my hips jerk. Her tongue flattened against the underside of my cock, tracing every vein, and she started bobbing faster, using her hand to stroke what she couldn’t take in her mouth. She was learning what made me grunt, what made my thighs tense, what pulled those broken, filthy praises from my throat, and she used it all against me.
My control frayed with every second. I was so close to the edge, balls tight, cock pulsing against her tongue, ready to fill her mouth with cum. And then, just when I was about to lose it, she pulled off with a wet pop, lips swollen and chin shiny with spit.
“Not yet,” she whispered, crawling up my body, dragging her soaked pussy over my length with a wicked glint in her eye. “I want you inside me when you come.”
“Demanding little thing,” I groaned, but I loved it. Loved seeing her confident and in control. My breath caught as she lined me up and slowly,so fucking slowly, sank down on my cock.
We both groaned at the connection. Her head fell back, her tits bouncing as she started to ride me, hips circling with no rhythm, just wild need. She fucked herself on my cock like it belonged to her. Like sheknewI’d give her everything if she just asked for it.
And she had no idea she was fucking an Alpha werewolf. No idea what she’d gotten herself into.
The guilt tried to surface but got drowned in sensation as she tightened around me. Her nails raked down my chest as she chased her pleasure, drawing blood that healed instantly. She was too drunk with desire to notice I wasn’thuman.
She was tightening around me, milking my cock with every movement, and all I could think about was coming inside her again. Marking her again.
“Look at me,” I rasped, dragging her face down to mine. “I want to see your eyes when you come.”
She did, and the raw trust there nearly broke me. She thought I was just some mysterious human named Matthias who’d saved her from monsters. She didn’t know she’d bound herself to one of those monsters. That every time she called me mate, she was reinforcing a supernatural bond she didn’t understand.
“So close,” she whimpered, movements getting erratic. “I’m-”
“Come for me,” I commanded, gripping her hips to drive up into her. “Come on my cock, baby. Show me how good I make you feel.”
She shattered above me with a cry of “Mate!” that sent me over the edge with her. I pumped into her, cock pulsing, spilling every last drop inside her, holding her down as I fucked every inch of it deep.
She collapsed next to me, both of us breathing hard and trembling. I pulled her against me, hiding my face in her hair so she wouldn’t see the conflict tearing me apart. How could I keep lying to her? But how could I tell her the truth?
“We should probably eat something eventually,” she murmured sleepily against my chest before her breathing evened out.
I held her as she slept, trying to memorize every detail. The way she fit perfectly against me. The little sounds she made. The way her heartbeat synced with mine. My wolf was completely content, purring with satisfaction at having our mate in our arms.
But I couldn’t stay.
Mid-morning sun streamed through the windows as I carefully extracted myself from her embrace. Every movement felt wrong, the bond protesting violently, but I forced myself to keep going. She made a soft sound of protest but didn’t wake, exhausted from our night of endless hunger.
I stood beside the bed, watching her sleep, and felt as if I was being ripped in half. She looked so peaceful, so beautiful with her hair spread across the pillow and my marks decorating her skin. My wolf snarled and raged at the thought of leaving her.
But I had to. My team was waiting. They’d already sent three texts asking where the fuck I was. My pack needed their Alpha. And she... she needed time to process what happened. To realize she’d made a mistake. To forget about me and find someone who could give her normal.
That’s what I told myself, anyway. Really, I was just a fucking coward.
