The Alpha's Unwanted Mate: (BWWM) Paranormal Romance Standalone by Ellie Valentina Page A
Authors: Ellie Valentina
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drawing them down her legs and off to join his shirt on the floor.
The glistening, exposed folds of her womanhood winked at him in the low light, and Clyde slid his thumb along the cleft of her, delighted by her low keen of pleasure. He repeated the motion, drawing index finger up to circle her clit deftly so she squirmed beneath him. Growling, he nipped at her shoulder in warning.
God, the smell of her was intoxicating. As Clyde plied his fingers against her sweet, slick femininity, Angeline whimpered and gasped, her hips jerking when he finally slid two fingers within her. She was tight. Her inner muscles engulfed his digits greedily as he moved them sinuously within her. It only took him a moment to find the spot that made her body undulate in his grip and a short cry escaped her. Slowly, Clyde exploited that spot, curling his fingers up against it, stroking it as the woman beneath him gasped and thrashed, her breath coming in short bursts.
Within moments, she was clamping down on his fingers and whimpering his name as a powerful climax watched over her. Even if Tirion himself had burst through his door, Clyde wouldn’t have been able to take his eyes from her at that moment. She was utterly beautiful, her body trembling for him as her juices covered his fingers.
When she sagged to the bed, he released her gently, raising his hand to his mouth to taste her. Musky, soft and fragrant…Later, he would bury his head between her strong thighs and work her with his tongue until she came apart…but for now, now his body ached to make her his.
Reaching down carefully, he turned the woman onto her back to find her staring up at him with a bliss-filled expression. The latent Alpha in him howled in pride. He might not be the youngest male in the pack, but he had no problems pleasing his mate. Leaning down, he pressed his mouth to hers, his fingers curling into her hips firmly. When she tasted herself, Angeline moaned, drawing him flush against her body.
He arched her hips against his in a motion born of sheer need. Chuckling darkly, Clyde maneuvered his head downward to hover over the swell of her breasts. As she watched, he peeled down one of the cups of her extravagant nightie. “Does my mate want something of me?”
Angeline inhaled sharply as he took one of her nipples into his mouth, sparking fire with his tongue. “You said…you said earlier that I could ask anything of you. Anything at all.”
Clyde nipped at the pebbled flesh in his mouth, relishing his lover’s moan in response. “I did.”
“Well I want you…to stop playing around. I’ve wanted you for a long time, Clyde.”
The wolf paused with his mouth just inches from her opposite breast, considering. It seemed that Angeline wasn’t the type of woman to relish long protracted loving. What she wanted, called more to the primal side of him, the need to bear a female into the dirt, to take her until she screamed, and to fill her belly with his seed. Groaning, Clyde raised a hand to encircle the young woman’s neck, keeping his grip firm, but loose enough so that she could breathe with little difficulty.
“Do you know what you are asking me, Angeline?” His sharp eyes roved over her lovely, half-nude form. “You are asking me to release the beast.” The young woman merely watched the man above her with wide, desirous eyes. “He will bite, he will dominate, and he will fuck you, Angeline. Is that what you want?”
He felt as well as saw the shudder that passed through the young woman’s body at his words and wanted, more than anything, to let the wolf inside him eat her alive. But first, he needed her to say yes. Angeline’s gaze swept over his bare upper half, from his bandaged arm to his strong torso, and down to the sizeable erection straining the front of his pants. Slowly, she nodded.
Approval rumbled through Clyde’s chest a moment before he released Angeline’s throat to slide his hand upward and grip
The glistening, exposed folds of her womanhood winked at him in the low light, and Clyde slid his thumb along the cleft of her, delighted by her low keen of pleasure. He repeated the motion, drawing index finger up to circle her clit deftly so she squirmed beneath him. Growling, he nipped at her shoulder in warning.
God, the smell of her was intoxicating. As Clyde plied his fingers against her sweet, slick femininity, Angeline whimpered and gasped, her hips jerking when he finally slid two fingers within her. She was tight. Her inner muscles engulfed his digits greedily as he moved them sinuously within her. It only took him a moment to find the spot that made her body undulate in his grip and a short cry escaped her. Slowly, Clyde exploited that spot, curling his fingers up against it, stroking it as the woman beneath him gasped and thrashed, her breath coming in short bursts.
Within moments, she was clamping down on his fingers and whimpering his name as a powerful climax watched over her. Even if Tirion himself had burst through his door, Clyde wouldn’t have been able to take his eyes from her at that moment. She was utterly beautiful, her body trembling for him as her juices covered his fingers.
When she sagged to the bed, he released her gently, raising his hand to his mouth to taste her. Musky, soft and fragrant…Later, he would bury his head between her strong thighs and work her with his tongue until she came apart…but for now, now his body ached to make her his.
Reaching down carefully, he turned the woman onto her back to find her staring up at him with a bliss-filled expression. The latent Alpha in him howled in pride. He might not be the youngest male in the pack, but he had no problems pleasing his mate. Leaning down, he pressed his mouth to hers, his fingers curling into her hips firmly. When she tasted herself, Angeline moaned, drawing him flush against her body.
He arched her hips against his in a motion born of sheer need. Chuckling darkly, Clyde maneuvered his head downward to hover over the swell of her breasts. As she watched, he peeled down one of the cups of her extravagant nightie. “Does my mate want something of me?”
Angeline inhaled sharply as he took one of her nipples into his mouth, sparking fire with his tongue. “You said…you said earlier that I could ask anything of you. Anything at all.”
Clyde nipped at the pebbled flesh in his mouth, relishing his lover’s moan in response. “I did.”
“Well I want you…to stop playing around. I’ve wanted you for a long time, Clyde.”
The wolf paused with his mouth just inches from her opposite breast, considering. It seemed that Angeline wasn’t the type of woman to relish long protracted loving. What she wanted, called more to the primal side of him, the need to bear a female into the dirt, to take her until she screamed, and to fill her belly with his seed. Groaning, Clyde raised a hand to encircle the young woman’s neck, keeping his grip firm, but loose enough so that she could breathe with little difficulty.
“Do you know what you are asking me, Angeline?” His sharp eyes roved over her lovely, half-nude form. “You are asking me to release the beast.” The young woman merely watched the man above her with wide, desirous eyes. “He will bite, he will dominate, and he will fuck you, Angeline. Is that what you want?”
He felt as well as saw the shudder that passed through the young woman’s body at his words and wanted, more than anything, to let the wolf inside him eat her alive. But first, he needed her to say yes. Angeline’s gaze swept over his bare upper half, from his bandaged arm to his strong torso, and down to the sizeable erection straining the front of his pants. Slowly, she nodded.
Approval rumbled through Clyde’s chest a moment before he released Angeline’s throat to slide his hand upward and grip
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