“I’m beyond ready,” I blurt, tugging on his neck and pushing onto my toes to kiss him.
I miss his mouth, and it’s barely a brush of my lips against his jawline, but he takes it as the signal I wanted to give and leans in to kiss me again.
He takes it slow and I’m careful with my tongue.
When he moves back, it’s with a sexy little sigh.
“You need to make a decision.”
“A decision?” I ask, not sure what he means.
“I can make you feel good with my hands or my mouth. No teeth will be involved. Either way, it’ll be easier if you take your pants down.”
He pushes my shirt upward and I realize I’m about to be semi-naked in the middle of the woods with this impossible to resist Alpha. I haul my sweater off and let it drop to the grass, giving myself a chance to breathe and decide while I make him wait for my answer.
“Start with your hands. Finish with your mouth.”
Chapter Fifty-Four
Falcon
Fucking hell, she’s so far beyond perfect that I barely know how to handle it. She strips without thinking twice, and then she’s in front of me, leaning back against a tree, completely naked and doused in the unmistakable scent of desire.
It takes everything in me to stay clothed and focused on pleasing her.
Every instinct I have tells me she’s mine, and I should make sure everyone knows it.
My cock swells in my jeans, trapped in a painfully erect position that there just isn’t room for.
I start with kisses to her throat and collarbone, while my hands move over her pale, pink-tipped breasts. They feel heavier than I expect, and I realize they’re bigger than they were when we first met. I don’t remember noticing them then, and I think that’s because there was nothing to see.
She looks so much healthier and happier now.
That’s thanks to the academy.
They’re the reason she’s doing so well.
I brought her here, but the people here healed her.
I need to remember that whenever her guardian starts to piss me off.
I move back a little, to get a good look at her perfect, curvy, fuller figure.
“What’s wrong?” she whispers, her hands stroking the hair at the back of my neck.
I shake my head. “Nothing. Not one thing.”
Moving down, I kiss the perky tips of her breasts, making her gasp.
My right-hand brushes over her stomach and the mound of red-brown curls above her pussy.
She parts her legs for me, and my fingers find her wet and ready.
I let my middle finger sink into her tight slit, and she gasps out a soft breath.
Her walls squeeze around my finger, tightening as I get deeper, seeking out the spot that’ll make her drench my hand with her sweet, musky juices.
She gets a little wetter as I search, and I slip my forefinger in beside my middle, making her moan.
