You are brave. You’re doing this, remember?
Murphy placed two fingers under her chin, tilting her head back until she was staring into his dark brown eyes. The air stilled in her lungs at the lust written all over his face, mirroring the lust coursing through her.
“You’ll call me Alpha when you come apart on my cock. Do you understand?” His voice was gruff, full of a sexual promise she couldn’t wait to receive.
“Yes, Alpha,” she whispered, fingers curling into his skin.
With an eager groan, Murphy suddenly took possession of her mouth, tongue slipping past her lips and dueling with her own.
He showed her no mercy, each pump of his tongue leaving a brand across her body and soul. Her core spasmed, her heartbeating frantically in her ears as he rolled his hips, angling his cock to grind the length of it over her clit.
She moaned, and he devoured the small noise, kissing her harder. Deeper than before. Soon, her mind was a blank slate, nothing but desperate need filling the space between.
Without another second of hesitation, Nessa reached for Murphy’s cock, the feeling of hot, thick velvet enveloping her palm as she took him in hand, wrapping her fingers around him. Murphy grunted in response, their kiss taking on a frantic edge as he worshiped her mouth just like he had her pussy under an hour ago.
Emboldened, Nessa tightened her grip on him, waiting until his breath caught. And then she stroked him. Slowly, at first. Hoping like hell she hadn’t forgotten the basics in her years of celibacy.
Murphy shuddered, the deep rumble building in his chest, full of longing—so different from the protective growl from only moments prior.
His fist tightened in her hair, and then he pulled her head further back, her face turned toward the ceiling. His lips found her chin, and he kissed her there, his warm breaths against her wet skin only adding to the delicious sensations already rippling through her.
“Your hands feel so good on me, little mate,” Murphy murmured thickly, pushing his length more firmly into her hand. She pumped him faster, enjoying the satisfied sounds he released just for her.
Nessa could barely focus, her mind a haze of lust as Murphy’s mouth moved down to her neck, teeth scraping tantalizingly against her. He licked and sucked at her flesh, his breathing growing rougher as she pumped her fist up and down his cock. She caressed the tip, and then squeezed, knowing how sensitive that part of him would be.
“Fuck me,” Murphy groaned into her shoulder, opening his mouth wide and biting down. It wasn’t hard, but the prick of his sharp canines digging into her skin sent a small thrill through her.
He reached between her legs, and she arched into his touch, her hold on his shaft loosening as his fingers grazed her entrance. “You’re soaked for me, Nessa.” He licked at the small indent left from his teeth, his tongue swirling leisurely over her.
“I want you so much.” She choked back a small cry of need, any further words cut off as Murphy slid two fingers home inside her.
Curling them, he found her G-spot easily, brushing against it over and over until Nessa thought her legs would buckle. Her hand stalled out on his cock, every ounce of her being focused on the pleasure building in her core.
Murphy kissed her shoulder tenderly, pulling out of her. “Are you ready?”
Bereft at the sudden emptiness, Nessa nodded urgently. “Please. I need you.”
Strong hands grabbed her ass. Murphy lifted her up, her upper back pressing into the tiled wall as he banded an arm around her waist. He took her hand in his, entwining their fingers before pinning it to the wall by her head. “Wrap your legs around me.”
Nessa did, the movement lining the tip of his length up with her entrance. Grabbing onto his shoulder for purchase, she stared down in between them in apprehension.
This was it.
Her breath caught in her throat as she waited for what came next, old fears rising to the surface like a tidal wave, threatening to rob her of this moment. Threatening to undo the confidence she’d built up with her mate.
“Look at me, Nes,” Murphy ordered softly, his fingers tightening around hers reassuringly.
Hesitantly, she did, her wide eyes connecting with his tender gaze.
“Just look at me,” he repeated gently. He moved his hips, his cock slowly pushing into her wet heat. He sank in, a few inches at most, stretching her inner walls. Her body resisted the intrusion for a moment before it relaxed, welcoming him. Her pussy spasmed around him, her body greedily trying to take him deeper.
She couldn’t remember a time when this part ever felt good; it had been so long ago. But it did now. Murphy felt so amazing she could have wept in relief.
Nessa’s lips parted on a gasp as Murphy slid a few more inches inside, finding that emptiness that had plagued her since they’d met and filling it. Instinctively, she clenched around him, needing more, needing him to ease that building ache in her core.
Murphy groaned, his eyes growing darker, hungrier as he pushed in even further, not stopping until he was buried to the hilt. Nessa sucked in a trembling breath, her pussy so full she couldn’t think about anything but him; his body flush with hers, his cock nestled inside her like it belonged there.
“That’s it, little mate. You’re taking me so well,” Murphy praised, the sensual rasp in his voice causing her pussy to flutter around him. He kissed her cheek, grinding his pelvis against hers. Her clit throbbed, electric sparks dancing over her nerve endings.
