Mated To The Cold Hearted Alpha
Chapter 56

“That’s it, little shewolf, submit to me.”

The thoughts of his Wolf came through loud and clear. He continued the movement, angling my h**s, rubbing and bumping my clit against the steel in his pants. He was building a fire inside of me. I had to have more of him…right then. I had to have him on my tongue. In my mouth. If I didn’t, I might possibly die. My head snapped back up. My eyes blazed as I darted in like a venomous snake, my lips capturing his once again, my Wolf growling and snarling her intent.

Our mouths met with a ferocious k**s, a mad dash frenzy that had me panting and moaning, my chest heaving. I ripped my lips away from his again, intent on getting what I wanted, and began to k**s down his bare chest, tasting and exploring freely. He tasted divine, sweet vanilla and woodsy spice, all male. My tongue flicked one of his nipples. The little nub hardened. His breath caught. I continued my downward path.

He g*****d and choked out, “Wait a minute.”

I looked up at him in confusion. Why had he stopped me? Surely he understood my intention.

He understood, all right. It looked like the last words he wanted to say, but he forced them out anyway, “You don’t…have to do this.”

Oh, I understood now. I smirked, leaned in and sucked his lower l*p between my teeth. “I know…but I want to taste you.”

He g*****d. His lips curled into a wicked grin of anticipation. His voice was thick and gruff, “Well, by all means…”

I held his gaze as I repositioned and slid to the floor in between his legs.

Both he and his Wolf stared at me with hawk-like intensity. Hungrily.

I undid his pants. He lifted slightly, and shifted them and his boxer-briefs low on his h**s, letting his c**k spring free. I inhaled sharply. Shit, I’d forgotten just how big he was. I reached a tentative hand to touch him. His d**k twitched beneath my fingertips. My fingers curled around him, holding him firm.

“F**k!” he hissed. His h**s automatically bucked, pushing him further into my hand. My grip tightened, restricting his movement. A bead of liquid collected at the tip. I licked my lips.

“Wait,” he rasped.

I looked up, confused at his resistance again.

“The shirt…” his voice was ragged with anticipation. “I want to see you…while you have your mouth wrapped around me.”

Oh, I inhaled sharply…okay. I leaned back on my haunches, balancing my weight on my knees and shins. My fingers trembled as I slowly undid each of the buttons of his shirt. His eyes gleamed with s****l and predatory intent as he watched me. A flush of arousal caused my skin to tingle. I might have been on my knees in front of him, but I didn’t feel vulnerable. Just the opposite. His heated gaze made me feel powerful. I could see how much I affected him.

Once the last button was undone, I shrugged it off my shoulders, and let it fall to the floor. Not waiting for a prompt from him, I continued to hold his gaze as I reached behind my back and unsnapped my bra.

He hummed in anticipation, the sound so naughty it caused my toes to curl. Violet eyes glowed in the moonlight. His piercing gaze settled on my bare breasts. My nipples stood at attention, hard and achy, wanting his mouth. His fingers twitched. He wanted to touch, but he resisted. A sound of appreciation rumbled from his chest. He liked what he saw. A lot.

My Wolf preened, head high, tail straight in the air. She basked in his attention and obvious satisfaction in our body. But this level of intimacy was new to me. I’d never been fully on display for a male before. I blushed, feeling heat creep up the back of my neck. I pulled away slightly.

He caught my chin in one of his large hands, not letting me move any farther away.

I stared up at him with wide eyes.

His thumb gently brushed my cheek. He whispered gruffly, “You are so f*****g beautiful.”

His words wound through me like warm honey. The bond flexed between us, unbreakable threads of connection. I was safe with him. He wouldn’t hurt me. He didn’t say those words, but that’s what he meant. I relaxed into his touch, nudging my head further into his hand.

His Wolf’s approval flowed through my head. That’s it. Good girl.

I relaxed even further, ready to get back to the task at hand. My eyes drifted down his sculpted chest to his ready-and-waiting manhood. I wrapped one hand around him, reveling in the contrast of velvety soft skin over rock hard male. I tightened my grip, and with a gentle stroke, I ran my hand up and down his long shaft.

He let out a hiss. His abdomen muscles contracted. Another bead of glistening liquid appeared.

Leaning forward, my tongue came out. My eyes flickered back up and held his. His hand clenched into a fist as he watched me slowly licked the liquid from his plump head. He swore under his breath, “F**k. Me.”

My Wolf m****d at his taste, salty and sweet. It was as good as she’d hoped. She wanted more. I did too.

In his reclined position and with his pants so low, legs spread wide. I could easily reach his balls. Not willing to let go of his c**k, I used my free hand to explore their unique texture with my fingertips. I loved that they were completely shaved-silky smooth and ready for my mouth. The only hair on him was a tantalizing trail from his navel to his c**k.

Leaning down, I placed a gentle k**s on his sensitive area. His c**k twitched in my hand. Stroking him gently, I trailed my tongue over the expanse of his balls, exploring and tasting every inch of him, sucking and rolling them with my tongue. He grew even harder in my hand. The rumble in his chest increased to an almost constant thrum. He exhaled the ragged breath. “F**k, just like that, little mouse.”

Not releasing his flesh from my mouth, I glanced up through my eyelashes. Fire and heat swirled in his violet and cerulean irises. His pupils were blown, completely dilated. He stared down at me with an expression that could be described as none other than pure, unadulterated need.

A burst of arousal shot through me. Heat pooled between my legs, causing my already damp panties to become drenched. I determined that I loved that expression of wanton need in eyes. It made me feel incredibly feminine and powerful.