Chapter 0110
His palm cups my damp heat through the fabric.
A single finger slides back and forth, teasing the ache building deep within me.
His mouth crashes against mine, forcing me to taste the metallic hint of my own blood.
I grind myself against his hand, desperate for more than just this touch.
I feel the curve of his smile against my lips.
His fingers hook into the waistband of my joggers.
He lifts my hips from the mattress.
In one swift motion, he strips away the joggers and my soaked panties.
His lips blaze a trail up my inner thigh.
His tongue finds my clit with unerring accuracy.
My head falls back as a long, low moan tears from my throat.
His teeth clamp down on my swollen flesh, sending a shockwave through me.
I grind against his face, knowing he will be drenched in my release.
The spasms begin to take over, my body trembling.
He doesn’t stop.
His tongue works in tandem with his fingers.
He drives me straight into an explosive, shattering orgasm.
Before I can even catch my breath, he flips me over.
He pulls my legs over his shoulders, burying his face in me once more.
“Oh, Alexander.” I moan as his tongue flicks against me from this new angle.
My thighs clamp around his head, holding him there.
I never want him to stop as my body convulses around him.
“I want you to sit on my cock.” He mutters into my skin as the aftershocks still rock me.
I turn to face him.
He’s already freed himself, his hand stroking his hardened length.
It looks bigger. Thicker.
Alexander pulls me toward him until I’m straddling his lap.
The tip of him presses insistently against my entrance.
He grabs my chin, forcing my eyes to his. “Slow.”
I lower myself onto him.
It’s tight. Unbelievably tight.
“Slower!” He grits out, pulling my face closer to his. “I want to make sure I put a pup in you.”
The moment I take him to the hilt, he seems to swell, locking us together.
I can’t move even if I wanted to.
He’s buried so deep, I swear I can feel him in my stomach.
His lips trail across my jaw.
A hand fists in my hair, yanking my head back.
His tongue flicks over the mark he gave me.
Then I feel his teeth again, sinking deep into my flesh.
A moan escapes my throat.
Hearing it, he bites down harder.
He thrusts up into me.
A brutal mix of pain and pleasure tears through my body, catapulting me into pure ecstasy.
As his teeth retract, I collapse forward against his chest, utterly spent.
He quickly flips us over, bracing his weight on his elbows.
His eyes lock with mine.
He thrusts into me again.
“Again?” I whisper, my insides already throbbing.
“I told you. I need to be certain.”
Hours passed before he finally let me out of that bedroom.
His determination was fierce, as if he were the one in heat.
I would feel the results of this for days.
“I don’t need to hear about you having sex with my brother!” Isabella whines, covering one ear as she hands me an ice pack.
I slide it between my thighs, grateful for the relief as I sit down. “I’m not giving you details. I just need to know if it worked.”
“It’s too early to tell. Just be grateful that Dominic and his crew haven’t attacked. It means there’s more of a chance of him getting you pregnant.” She peers at me over her coffee. “What made you change your mind?”
“It wasn’t a change of mind. I just…” It sounded foolish even to me. “I couldn’t choose between lying and just getting pregnant. I let Alexander take control.”
“Hmm, well, it would have happened eventually, right?”
“That’s what Nyx said. But what if it doesn’t work?”
“Never in the history of Wolves has it failed.”
My heart plummets. “I’m not a Wolf. And Lycans are a dying breed.”
A heavy silence falls.
Isabella is lost for words. Every time she opens her mouth, nothing comes out.
“I’m not… I’m not trying to be negative. But we need to look at the facts.”
Nyx is uncomfortably silent too, which isn’t helping.
“There are signs before it will even show on a scan.” Isabella mutters. “Your scent. It will alter slightly to compensate for the extra hormones. Your mood might change.”
I almost snort. She hasn’t heard the dark thoughts that pop up to surprise me.
“You’ll pee more. Some women complain of sore breasts. And then the obvious one. No period. It’s just a waiting game.”
“A waiting game.” I murmur.
Knowing Alexander would never settle for that.
He was already growing antsy about Dominic’s silence.
The quiet was more unnerving than any attack.
It set me on edge more than anything.