Page 141 of Plug and Drain

It was everything she’d wanted.

Arken held still, kissing her neck, her cheeks, her forehead. He brushed her hair back tenderly and surprised her with the wolfish way he licked her neck, as if he were scent marking her.

“I…like that,” she murmured, shivering as he ran his tongue from the base of her collarbone up to the angle of her jaw and then licked her again. “I really, really like it.”

Arken responded by repeating the motion along her throat. Then he sucked on her wolf ears; his breath hot and sensual in her ear before he licked her cheek.

She was burning up, and he hadn’t even begun moving yet. He was kissing and licking her, as if he were an alpha and she were his mate.

It had never occurred to her that Arken would have a wolf kink. It explained the fascination he had with her tail. It made her feel beautiful in his eyes, and she couldn’t help but grin as he licked her neck again.

Suddenly, his body pressed down more, rocking back and forth ever so slightly as he lubricated himself, trying to get the barest fraction deeper each time. Each subtle motion caused her to stretch, and her inner walls gripped his shaft greedily. It felt so good.

But it wasn’t enough.

She needed more.

Suddenly, she felt his cock slide in another inch.

Her smile slipped.

Holy shit…

And then another inch.

Fuck—

And another.

“Oh fuck!” she yelled, her hands tightening hard in his grasp as she tried but failed to sit up. She panted under him on the bed. She’d nearly come.

She’d nearly fucking come.

Arken rumbled his approval, and he paused to trace a fang along the length of her neck. A reminder of what he was.

Strange, how the fact that he was a vampire didn’t scare or repulse her. Even stranger was that it turned her on. Because it was him. And because a part of her wanted him to bite her again. She wanted him to want to bite her.

Maybe she had a bit of a vampire kink. Who knew?

The soft mattress encompassed her body, and as Arken lowered more of his weight, she felt it depress beneath her further. Their bodies moulded together, and Arken gave a sudden, sharp thrust, making her take the full length of his cock.

She was close to an orgasm when he thrust, and the sudden penetration made her see stars. She braced herself as Arken pulled back. It would only take a few thrusts for her to come. Just a few deep, delicious, deliberate thrusts—and there would be a whole galaxy.

She waited for Arken to deliver those much-needed strokes as she fidgeted restlessly, throbbing and aching.

Please, please, please…

And then out loud, the dominant title of wolf hierarchy slipped out: “Alpha, please…”

Shit. Why did I just say that?

Arken shuddered.

Arken shuddered again, and he exhaled a long breath, composing himself.

Her heart lurched. He’d liked hearing her call him that.

She bit her lip, leant as close to his ear as she could and sang, “Alpha.”