Fated An Alpha Male Romance - K. Alex Walker Page 0,52

easily crush me with a closed fist.

Now that the gate had been opened, everything came flooding out. I couldn’t believe the way that I felt about this woman; I’d had no idea that feelings like this were even possible. I was open, completely open, for the first time in my life.

Do you know how terrifying that is? It’s like crossing over an intersection and looking up into the grill of a runaway semi-truck. There was nothing that I or anyone could do at that moment to pull me back. She was made for me. She’d always been made for me.

Her breaths quickened and her hips began to rock. I was nowhere near climax; I wanted to make her come several times over before I even thought about release. I rubbed my finger over her clit and nipped the spot on her neck. Her moans finally broke through, quick and unapologetically loud, and she came with a cry that I was sure, if they were still at my place, Kellen and Tayler clearly heard.

Ask me if I cared.

I slowed so that she could ride out the waves and then moved to my knees behind her, pulling her up with me. I trailed my hands over her hips before I was moving inside of her again. I felt like a man gone mad with how much I still wanted her despite already being inside of her.

She buried her face in a pillow and cried out as orgasm number two began to build. When I knew that she was right on the edge, I pulled out and lowered to flick my tongue over her clit. Another loud cry, which also came with a moaning, “Oh my God,” rang from her throat as she came all over my tongue. I didn’t stop licking until she shuddered, then used my fingers to stroke her inside until she floated back down to Earth.

She was shaking her head, but her words were muffled by the pillow.

“What’s that baby?” I asked, trailing my fingers over her moisture.

“I want –”

I flipped her over and raised her hips. What they didn’t teach in med school was that the nerve endings from a woman’s clit extended into her walls. Angling her just right meant hitting the area that would slowly drive her into sexual bliss.

I pressed my cockhead against her opening. “You want…what?”

I slid inside of her and bit back a groan as her pussy tightened around my shaft. I started to pull out slowly, but she used her legs to pull me back inside.

“Please, Ethan.” Her lids flew open and I challenged her with my eyes. She knew what I wanted to hear. “Fuck me, Ethan.”

I slid in and out of her body slowly for what was probably the next couple of seconds, but the heat of her flesh against mine went straight to my head. I pushed myself deep into her body and watched her eyes to make sure that I wasn’t hurting her by giving her all of my length. She continued to use her legs to pull me deeper, and I gave up on trying to remain in control.

My dick was saturated by her excitement. Her moans were now coming in loudly as though she also decided to no longer care if our guests downstairs heard what was going on. I grew harder with each thrust and she continued to moan my name, breathlessly, which only made me fuck her like we hadn’t seen each other in years. I wanted to come, but I wanted to feel the grips of her third orgasm on my dick. I wanted to give her even more, but her pussy was made just for me: tight, wet, and warm. I wouldn’t be able to handle much more of her sweet torture.

She screamed my name as she exploded, and I couldn’t hold out any longer. I released inside of her body, almost roaring at the intense surge of pleasure that tore through me.

I hovered over her as our bodies descended, beads of sweat from my body dripping onto her stomach in a way that was almost erotic. Then, I lost the next few seconds in her irises before brushing my lips over her eyelids.

When she seemed to gather her bearings, she looked down to where our bodies were still joined. Her eyes suddenly widened and she pushed at my chest until I moved, hopped off the bed, and dashed to the bathroom, leaving me in the middle of sheets just as rumpled