“You haven’t earned it.” His cock bulged even more. Slick accumulated, an embarrassing amount, but I quickly stifled it. I wanted to see this angry Alpha eat me. I pulled my shorts down until they pooled at my ankles. He watched, his chest heaving, a dazed look crossing his expression. Elias looked close to losing himself.
I leaned back, propped up on my palms, and spread my legs. “Get between my legs.”
He dropped to his knees with a thud. With me perched on the bed, he leaned forward, his palms sliding over my thighs, focusing on my wet sex, bracketed by a trimmed tuft of hair.
“Lick me.” He groaned, and his control snapped, lowering his head to glide his thick tongue up my slit.
I gasped, and it sent him into a flurry, eating my pussy. Thrusting his tongue inside me in a mimicry of fucking. His palms flexed on my ass, and he snarled against my core, dragging me to the end of the bed, feasting like a starving man.
My head fell back, mouth parting with my cries and gasps mingling into each other. His tongue didn’t stop its pace. Heat seared my belly, and I couldn’t stop grinding my hips to meet his mouth.
Elias pressed even closer to me, closer than I thought possible, rubbing his face against my sopping pussy. The bed jostled, and it took me a moment to realize he was humping the bed, his movements so harsh, they shook the bedandme.
He moaned again with his eyes closed and fingers pinching into my ass. Hefeasted.
“Oh. Oh,” I cried. “Elias.”
His shoulders trembled, and he made a deep, needy sound. Like a hum mingling with an Alpha purr. So much slick dripped from me, it made every one of his licks sound wet.
“Elias,” I whimpered, the swell of my lust reaching its pinnacle. Elias’ free hand reached up, and with a snap of his wrist, he tore my shirt, sending buttons flying everywhere and exposing my breasts. My orgasm slapped into me, my pussy clenching so hard, slick squirted from my sex. I could only watch Elias’ face being coated in my need as he finished devouring me. It was so fucking hot.
I came down from the painful release, my toes cramping in their curled state. But I gave zero fucks, the pleasure was too good.
Elias grunted, and the rocking of the bed slowed as his head fell back, his damp lips parted. I was still riding out the orgasm that had wracked my frame, my channel clamping on nothing.
I was fisting the comforter so hard, my knuckles popped.
Elias pumped his hips against the bed. Once, twice, and then his head dropped onto my belly, his shoulders shivering.
“What the fuck?” he breathed, lifting over me.
Instead of satiating my desire, he’d only sprung it to life. I leaned forward and cupped his jaw. His gaze unfocused, though he didn’t move as I caught his lips. He stiffened under my mouth, but didn’t pull away as I kissed him, tasting my slick on his tongue.
By my second thrust into his mouth, he was kissing me back, his movements hesitant, but no less hungry. I matched his passion, nipping his lower lip.
Elias gasped, lips widening.
“What the fuck are you doing to me?” His words puffed against my lips, and I grinned. He closed his eyes and groaned. “Fuck,” he hissed.
“Lie back,” I ordered, tugging him down as I pushed to my knees and inched over for him to fit. Elias still had a glazed look on his face, so it was easy to have him sit on the edge of the bed and scoot back.
“I want more of you.”
I swung my leg over his waist, straddling him with my hands on his torso. Elias stiffened, his entire body hard, then his gaze became unfocused as shallow gasps pumped from his mouth. I stilled, studying his expressive features. He stopped breathing, and his eyes moved from side to side in quick jerks.
I removed my hands from him and scooted back until I rested on my legs. His chest started pumping a few beats later.
“Elias?” I said, hushed. “Are you okay?”
I reached over his thigh to touch the back of his hand. He turned to me and focused.
“Briar?” Without me speaking, his body deflated into the bed.
He was acting like he’d had a flashback. Like a trauma response.
“I don’t have to . . .” I trailed off.
“You’re not getting out of it now,” he said, voice gruff. I didn’t want to bring too much attention to whatever had just happened with him, but I would keep note of his body’s reactions and back away if necessary.
