he leaned away and reached towards the bottom of his shirt. He grasped it and with a smooth motion, began to lift it over his head. As he moved, his spectacular musculature appeared before her. Emma’s eyes began at his waist, where his abdomen formed the perfect V-shape. From there, she looked upward as one row after another of ripped abdominals made their appearance.
Every square inch of sinew tempted, taunted and teased her until at last when his thick pecs appeared, she could stand it no longer. Her arms extended in unconscious command eager to relieve her of her angst. When she experienced the touch of her skin upon his, it was as if she caressed living stone. She yearned to have the rest of her body pressed against it.
In a move quite uncharacteristic for her, she decided to do just that. Emma dropped her hands away from him and reached towards the clasp on her jeans.
“Ah! No, no…” he said.
“What?” she r eplied. “I want to, please.”
“Oh you will. N o, I will .” He said.
With that, he shifted to one side and took control of her waist. Emma maneuvered her body every way imaginable until all of her garments had been stripped away except for her underwear.
She smiled and looked up at him. “Now you.” she said.
“With pleasure…” he replied as he climbed off the bed.
Alexander grasped onto the waist of his jeans, unfastened and unzipped them. Then, his underwear was all that remained. The fabric concealed a bulge, the likes of which she’d never seen. A mix of excitement and nervous apprehension hit her at the same time.
It seemed large, much too large. If it was a big as it seemed, she couldn’t imagine how she would…
She blinked in disbelief as he removed the last layer and made his way back towards her. Emma wasn’t ready. She knew it. She hoped that somehow she would be when the time came.
As he approached, she laid back down on the mattress. Alexander climbed over her, every square inch of his primal musculature on full display - for her - his mate. Wordless, he began to remove the last bits of clothing that separated them. First a deft hand behind her back unhooked her bra and her large, ample breasts emerged. And then a second later, he hooked two fingers inside of her panties and with her help, he slipped them off of her tossed them to the side.
While he moved, she watched his eyes trace her body. He sized up every square inch of her flesh until at last , their gaze met once again. With both arms at her sides, he climbed over her. His torso pressed into hers with a gentle firmness. It wasn’t forceful, it was just enough that they relaxed into the mattress beneath them. Alexander lingered above her for a moment longer and then crashed his mouth into hers.
It seemed like forever since she’d kissed him even thou gh a few scarce minutes had passed. Her need for him, the desire within her wolf to at last have him, was so strong that she didn’t know how much longer she’d last. They kissed with more ferocity than they had before. The intensity increased with each passing second until Alexander broke free with a sudden movement.
Caught off guard, Emma looked up to see him drop his head towards her breasts. As he descended upon her, she reached up towards his head and slipped her fingers into his thick, black hair. The moist heat of his mouth approached her nipple. It had pebbled, like fleshy granite, eager to be touched and suckled. Alexander lingered above it for a moment, a cruel second longer than he should have , and then drew it hard between his lips.
Emma groaned as he inhaled her flesh into his mouth. Her lower back drew upwards, arched as if by instinct, while at the same time she gripped his hair with both hands. A wave of goose pimples erupted along her arms, waist and back as he continued to devour her flesh.
For several minutes, he moved back and forth between her ample orbs. Each time he would release one nipple from his mouth, he rolled the other between
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