The Alpha's Desire 5

The Alpha's Desire 5 by Willow Brooks

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Authors: Willow Brooks
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beast who is as gentle a lover as he is a vicious fighter, and is willing to do everything in-between in the bedroom depending upon my every whim, my every desire. No girl could ask for more.
     
    “Your thoughts have changed. I’m that good,” he growled in my ear.
     
    I gave him a growl back, what I could manage of one in my tizzy of lust.
     
    I knew we needed to keep things generally quiet enough to at least feign discreet, but also I didn’t think anyone in the crowd would give us a hard time using the bathroom a little longer than needed for a little rendezvous. I wasn’t ashamed to hide how much I wanted him. Whatever it took, I needed to know that he loved me, that he accepted me, and that he still wanted me as much as he had before tonight. His burning kiss deleted the horrible image of Daniel from my mind as soon as it had tried to seep in again.
     
    My body had not forgotten exactly how to mesh with his, as it seemed days upon days since we’d last been together even if in reality it had only been a few. The island seemed worlds away, and like a reality I’d dreamed up right now, too good to be true and all. With his searing kiss still lingering on my lips, he pushed away, keeping my back against the wall with his hands on my waist until I got my feet back under me. Before I even grew steady, his hands reached down into my jeans, grabbing my ass a second as I wobbled to kick off my shoes. Seconds after the last one hit the ground, he slid my pants down my legs, essentially steadying me with his shoulder against my stomach as he ripped them from my legs.
     
    When he stood up immediately after, leaving my bare, legs spread to brace myself, he slid his hands up my middle until both shirt and bra were pushed up to my neck. He growled deep and low again when he took a second to take me in as he tore his clothes from his own body. Giving me a good look at his solid, naked form, I let a noise go myself, though mine was more of a whimper followed by a growl.
     
    When his hands touched my swollen, sensitive folds, I bit my lip not to scream out my pleasure, bring every warrior out there to come running to a rescue I didn’t need. As he used his work-roughened hands to open me further, his cock sprang to life even more, bumping against my clit. My eyes fluttered closed at the thrill that shot through my entire body, relaxing my tense mass of muscles.
     
    “You want me inside of you, don’t you, my little wolf?” he asked, his voice rough, showing how much he wanted me.
     
    He only needed the small confirmation as a means to a more powerful experience, not as permission to take me. I’d come to find his need to talk dirty as enticing for myself too, maybe just playing off his own needs which I sensed, or maybe finding it fulfilled a need inside me as well. Either way, from his compliments of my body, to talking me through it, to asking me if I wanted him or liked what he was doing, I found myself throbbing at my core, needing the hard, harsh stretch of him this time, fast and rough, making me come alive, taking me away from all that had happened tonight.
     
    “I do. I want you hard and fast. Take me, Lex. Let me know that I’m yours, no matter what.”
     
    “You are mine, no matter what. No one, no situation could change that,” he growled, this time fiercely, a dangerous noise that made me shiver, would make an enemy tremble. “You are never getting away from me. As humans we took vows, proclaimed sacred words that bonded us. As wolves we mated, an even stronger connection. My love is unconditional, my Christina.”
     
    “Shut up and show me, Lex,” I growled myself, though the words came out more a huffed grumble, a pointed demand.
     
    The head of his cock that had been poised at my opening pushed in then, not gently, not a mere inch, but all the way in one full stroke. As wet as I was, he slid in easily, yet my body adjusting to the invasion, the stretching of my inner passage, only made me want

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