The Reluctant Alpha (West Coast Wolves #1) - Susi Hawke Page 0,64

different type of stars—white shadows, transposed over the same glittery universe.

"Please." I didn’t know what I was asking for, but whatever it was, I needed it badly. The one thing to push me over the edge and straight into ecstasy. "Need." I pushed my desperation at Matt through the bond, silently begging for the release I knew he could give me.

"Shh, little wolf. I've got you. Your alpha knows what you need." Since I trusted him so completely, his words were a balm to my frazzled nerves. I let my head roll back against his shoulder, turning to look away while I gave my body the freedom to feel. To live in the moment and enjoy the ride.

Like a roller coaster, everything built to this moment, and we were about to crest the ridge, plummeting us straight down through pure exhilaration. Matt nuzzled my exposed neck, his nose bumping against my claiming scar.

"Yesssss…" That. More of that. As his hot silky tongue slowly lapped over the mark he'd put there, goosebumps broke out all over my body. But then—oh, fuuuck—but then his teeth scraped over the scar, and my throat opened as a triumphant howl escaped. I felt completely at one with my wolf, and my mate, and the entire natural world.

My toes curled, clutching the blankets as my body stiffened before I finally found my elusive but necessary release. A white-hot lightning bolt shot down my spine and straight to my balls. It erupted from my aching dick in pearly streaks of cum, landing on my legs, surprisingly cool against my flushed, overheated skin.

To see them, I'd have to turn and open my eyes—neither of which I was willing to do at the moment. Matt licked another stripe over my scar, and I nearly came unglued, jerking and shaking in his arms as if holding a live wire. His knot stretched to its maximum girth, jamming against my overly sensitized nerve bundle and milking a second orgasm from me.

My reserves were spent; nothing else was coming out anytime soon. My balls clenched, and my body didn't know whether to laugh or cry at the strange, tickling sensation inside them. My dick gave a valiant twitch, and an almost painful shock pulsed in the center where cum should've spurted free.

When Matt shot inside of me, it was both amazing and irritating enough to make me envious. He felt something in the bond. As he rolled us onto our sides to catch our breath and snuggle until his knot released, he had to ask.

"What was the flash of jealousy I felt at the end there, little wolf?" When I was silent for too long, he playfully pinched my nipple. Groaning through a laugh, I batted his hand away. He changed his method of attack and nipped at my earlobe instead. His hot breath fanning over my ear would've got me going again if my dick wasn't so completely spent. His normally sexy chuckle wasn't doing anything for me either. "Come on, tell me what's going on inside your beautiful brain."

Well, crap. Now I felt petty. I twisted and craned my neck so I could see his face. "Promise not to laugh? I was right in the middle of coming. I mean, I just finished, but my body was still orgasmic when your knot milked a dry come out of me, I think. It was weird, but it tickled, but hurt and felt good, but burned and… then you came, and I was resentful you could while I was totally drained. Am I a selfish lover?"

Feeling his smug pride without even looking at the accompanying smirk, I wanted to roll my eyes. "Not at all. I've had a dry come before—shit isn't fun. Everything leading up to the final moment is, but… yeah. It's a weird mix of so good and horribly wrong at the same time. And no, you're not a selfish lover. You only could be if you cared about getting off without making sure I did too. I think a better description would be to say you had cum envy, you greedy little thing."

Snickering, I couldn't help but agree. "You're not wrong. It is greedy to be jealous of you coming when my first load was fresh." We stared at each other for a second, then burst out laughing. Then we were awkwardly kissing, thanks to the position we were currently stuck in. When we rested against the pillows, I ran my fingertips lightly along his arm where it