With his other hand, he spread the wetness between my thighs, giving me a look that announced that he was about to enjoy this as much as I was. His tongue snaked out of his mouth as he leaned in, and flicked my most sensitive spot.
Yeah, if I thought I’d lost my mind before, I was wrong. I really lost it now. Warmth sped across my limbs.
His tongue flicked across that holy grail spot that led to heaven, while working my nipples at the same time. He licked my arousal again, and my legs gave out on me.
“I can’t,” I tried, but my lips were tingling, well on their way to being numb, and my eyeballs felt funny.
But my alpha knew what to do with me. He worked his tongue like a magician, and just as the pleasure began to build inside my body like a ticking bomb, he whisked his hands away from me, rocketed to stand, and pulled me into his arms.
I couldn’t voice my thanks, could only stare at him as if I were drugged, as he led me over to his bed, and set me gently upon the comforter.
He wove his forearms around my thighs, gripped my hips with his strong hands, and tugged, dragging me down the bed until my knees bent and my feet landed on the carpet.
Kneeling over me, his hardness drew all my attention. That was, until he licked my breasts again, squeezing them so their peaks filled his mouth.
“Brock…” My hips swayed back and forth, tilting up toward him. He was so close to filling me. I just wanted him. Or I wanted him to drive me over the edge. Whatever he did, I wanted it right then. I couldn’t wait any longer. I’d explode all on my own if he didn’t hurry.
“Eve…” was all Brock said, and in that one word I could tell he was coming undone just as much as I was.
That was all it took. A shudder ran through my body at the reminder that the sexiest man I’d ever met was straddling me, throbbing with his need to fill me up.
Our lips met with a crash like thunder, and we were all tongues and hands until I was out of breath and desperate again.
‘I want you,’I confessed through our pack link, finding it easier to communicate that way.
‘I know,’he answered.‘I need you too,’he added before I could bristle, or wonder if it was arrogance.
Need? The alphaneededme?
My brain was firing off wonky, and I had a hot man positioned between my thighs. I surrendered.
It was enough to read the passion in his eyes, the gentle way he touched me when he wasn’t trying to send me over the edge of reason, the way he restrained himself so I could experience pleasure.
He sprinkled kisses on my collarbone, then pulled back to meet my eyes. His blazed as they bored into mine, and my heart thudded loudly in my chest.
Holy hell was this man what I wanted.
In fact, my thumping heart suggested that I was in trouble, big trouble. I could love a man like this, even if there was no guarantee that he’d love me back. I was falling for him, and it didn’t seem as if there was a damn thing I could do to stop it.
He lowered his lips toward my mouth at the same time as he lowered his body fully over me. When his thighs were parallel to mine, and his hips positioned right where I wanted them, he kissed me. This time, his kiss was gentle and soft, filled with something I longed for but didn’t dare give name to yet.
His kiss deepened, but didn’t ask for more than the openness I was already giving him. He didn’t prod; he met me halfway. And as my heart swelled, I didn’t bother to worry about what that might mean, we came together.
His first thrust was slow and gentle, gliding as if we had all the time in the world to share. He continued to kiss me while sustaining our rocking motion, our bodies slick and fitting together perfectly.
When he finally broke our kiss, it was only to hold my gaze. He was completely opening himself to me in a way I’d never experienced before. This was something new. For me. But maybe also for him judging by the way his face was soft, his eyebrows dancing along with his eyes.
Don’t cry, Evie. Don’t cry, dammit.But I couldn’t seem to help it.
‘Those are good tears, right?’he asked, and I didn’t even feel embarrassed to be crying. He was right here with me. He must sense at least some of what I felt. Maybe it was the pregnancy, but maybe it was more.
Nodding, I didn’t bother to staunch the tears that rolled gently down my cheeks. Since I’d met the alpha, I’d been one big mess.
My neck stretched up as my head lifted to claim his mouth. His kiss continued to be gentle, and just what I needed—all that I’d needed without realizing it, or perhaps more accurately, without letting myself think I needed someone like him.
I didn’t want to close my eyes, but I had to do it. What sparked through his was too fierce, too powerful.
I gave up... I gave myself to him. Pleasure danced beneath my skin as he wound me up again.
