“Answer me.”
“Yes, Alpha.”
He hummed, pleased. His hold in my hair guided me to the tip of his cock. I placed my hands on his thighs, and I rubbed my fingertips against the golden hairs. My lips gave way to the mushroom head, and I flicked my tongue against the sweet and salty taste at the tip.
He moaned.
My blinks came slower as a swell of pleasure throbbed my pussy. I slipped my hand down to my wet, needy flesh, rubbing my palm into my stiff bud.
I panted, I was already so close.
“Don’t come,” he snapped. I whimpered around him, and he gasped. He liked that. “Nina, I mean it.” I scowled up at him and lifted my hand to his leg again.
“Good girl.”
Samuel stiffened his grip in my hair and forced himself deeper into my mouth, until he touched the back of my throat. He loosened the tension before it became suffocating. I sucked his shaft.
“All that anger you were spitting at me with your eyes evaporated,” he murmured. “You always calm after I feed you.” He chuckled, lovingly caressing my jaw. “Only you have my heart, Nina.”
My heart fluttered and I angled my head to stare up at him, wide-eyed. His heart belonged to me? My chest ached.
“You’ll never escape me. And no, I refuse to be used only for your heat. You’re to live with me whether you like it or not.”
Samuel cupped the side of my jaw and he urged me off his cock.
“Samuel,” I muttered, the assault of his love echoing from the one-sided bond. Tears welled in my eyes.
He hooked both hands under my arms and hoisted me up so his thighs braced my knees. I hovered over him, with his hands engulfing my waist, but he didn’t let me sheath myself on him. Inch by inch, he guided me down until my pussy pressed to his tip. He rocked me on him, rubbing me against his wet mushroom tip. I gasped. Finally he let me go and I slammed down on him. I screamed.
His palm covered my mouth. My channel flexed around him, sucking him with the walls of my pussy. Every touch and every kiss made me crazy . . . and I owned his heart as much as he owned mine.
Alpha grazed his palm down my arm, lacing his fingers with mine. I focused on bouncing on him, on the glide of his knot popping in and out. I could feel him in my stomach and each time I slammed down, my eyes crossed. Pants came at a rapid pace, but I couldn’t stop. My breasts bounced with every movement.
Staring down at his slack, heated features, I knew there was nochoice. He was for me.
I inclined forward, kissing his chest. Pure bliss curved the corner of his lips. The swell of love from him unlocked mine, forcing it to surface.
I bit down.
Samuel gasped, his hips hiking as his knot throbbed and ballooned, locking me in place as he came. The sounds that left his lips made everything worth it.
A shudder crested down my spine. Our bond was complete and the warmth that hugged me was something so body encompassing it felt unreal. My channel clamped down on his length and I rode the orgasm. I wasn’t sure how long it took me to float back down.
When I came too, blood coated my tongue.
Samuel wrapped his arms around my back and he sat up, adjusting me until my legs spread around his waist so we remained locked together. He clasped my jaw, staring down at me.
“I love you,” he whispered and kissed my forehead. “Thank you, bunny.”
The emotion coming from him told me he really did love me . . . I mulled over his words. We needed to communicate if we wanted this to work. If I’d learned anything, it was that I couldn’t keep running from him, I needed to tell him my feelings regardless of how uncomfortable it made me.
“I don’t want you to think I’m easy.”
He guffawed, head tipping back. “You’re anything but easy, little bunny.” Both his arms wrapped around me and he met my eyes, dimple out with his smiling eyes. “But I hear you.”
Epilogue
Ikicked my feet under my desk, unable to stop my smile. Samuel texted me every morning even though he picked me up from my studio room—on the days he didn’t convince me to stay over at his house, which was much too often if I was honest. It’d been months and thethoughtof him still made me giddy. A shadow fell over my phone screen, and I slowly lifted my head.
