Pleasure bubbles in my core as he strokes up my inner thighs with a light, feathery touch that has my already trembling legs quivering more. It feels like there’s a tightly wound coil inside me that’s going to snap at any moment.
“Are you going to follow my orders this time?” He pinches my nipple. “If you do, I’ll give you my cock again.”
“Yes, alpha.”
“Good girl,” he praises as he thrusts into me again.
My walls clench around him, but I chew my lip, stifling my moans to avoid screaming the cabin down as an orgasm threatens to burst through me like a champagne cork.
“You’re so fucking tight.” His comment is almost overshadowed by the wet sound of his cock sliding in and out of me. “And wet.”
My entire body tenses. “Alpha, I?—”
“Come for me,” he orders, voice thick with longing. “Soak my cock.”
At his command, my orgasm fires through my body. A gush of slick douses his dick, but he doesn’t let up. He fucks me at a relentless pace, ploughing into me with the violence of a jackhammer. He doesn’t just fuck me, he fuckingtakesme, like he’s been waiting a lifetime for this very moment. It seems to last forever, and all I can do is lie here and take it as all of my tension releases. When I finally come down from the dizzying high, it’s a struggle to breathe. My skin feels damp with sweat from the exertion of having so much pleasure pulled from me.
My clit pulsates as he withdraws, giving me a brief moment of respite before his mouth returns to lap at my cunt again mere seconds later. After my orgasm, I’m so sensitive that hisenthusiastic licking propels me into a dizzy spell, seeing fuzzy stars behind my blindfold from sheer overstimulation. Yet, it feels so fucking good. With a flick of his tongue, I unravel again, chest heaving as slick erupts from me.
“I’m going to keep making you come until you can’t remember your own name,” he promises as his cock nudges at my entrance again. “All night long.”
“Y-y-yes, alpha.” There’s something freeing about not knowing when the next touch or next lick is going to come from.
He enters me with a sharp thrust. “Do you think you can take my knot this time, omega?”
“Yes,” I mewl. That’s all I want. “Please.”
“Good.” He pistons his hips. “Because I want your pussy filled with my cum.”
He fucks me harder, my pussy aching with a contented satisfaction from being fucked so thoroughly. From his raspy breathing, I can tell he’s close.
“Fill me, alpha,” I plead.
“I make the orders, omega,” he says, but I can tell his resolve is gone as his fucking turns frenzied, my body jerking from the force.
His large knot teases me, growing in size, stretching my entrance. I gasp at the slight sting, which quickly turns to rapture as he fills me so completely. With a long, drawn-out exhale, Calder locks in place, shooting ropes of hot cum inside me. The motion sets me off, and I cry his name as my pussy convulses.
When we’re finally spent, Calder tugs the blindfold off my face. Sweeping a hair off my cheek, he grins. “You’re incredible, Kady Sinclair.”
I smile back. “You’re not so bad yourself.”
Who knew that letting go of control could be so much fun? And what else could Calder and the Valen Pack teach me about myself that I don’t already know?
THIRTY-FOUR
Ezra
I pour myself a strong coffee, my limbs finally returning to a normal temperature after having an icy shower. I’m in urgent need of caffeine after spending the night tossing and turning. It wasn’t easy having to listen to Calder and Kady in the next room. Her breathy moans punctuated every silence, making me want to punch a hole through the wall that was separating us.
I cradle my mug, leaning back against the counter while looking out the window. I feel hypnotized, watching the frost that had settled on the trees outside starting to melt under the glow of the morning sun, the droplets falling from their branches.
“Oh.” At the sound of Kady’s voice behind me, I spin to see her long legs poking out from underneath a slinky dress. “I thought you’d gone out with the others.”
“I wasn’t hungry.” Everyone else went to Winnie and Nick’s for breakfast, but I didn’t feel up to it. Apparently, Kady didn’t either. “Coffee?”
“Thanks.” She tucks a strand of damp hair behind her ear as I pour her a cup. With her floral scent completely filling the kitchen, I’m guessing she just got out of the shower and hasn’t applied any scent blocker yet.
Our fingers brush as I hand her the warm mug. One touch has tingles racing all the way up my arm. I force myself to ignore them.
