Chapter 295

Chapter 295
【Elsa POV】

Leif pulled his hand away from between my thighs, and the sudden absence of his touch made me whimper. My body moved toward him instinctively, seeking that delicious friction again. He chuckled low in his throat, the sound vibrating through his chest.

"Patience, my mate," he murmured, his voice carrying a gentle warmth that made my knees weak. "I'll give you what you want."

His amber eyes locked with mine, that hungry wolf light burning in their depths. Even without his memories, some primal part of him recognized me, claimed me. The intensity of his gaze made me feel both completely exposed and incredibly powerful.

"I want to taste every inch of you," he said, his hands moving to grip my hips. "Will you let me?"

"Yes," I breathed, barely able to form the word.

Leif dropped to his knees before me, and the sight of this powerful Alpha kneeling at my feet sent a thrill through my entire body. His hands moved to the waistband of my pants, fingers working the button with deliberate slowness.

"Lift your hips," he commanded softly.

I pressed my back against the wall and lifted myself slightly, allowing him to slide the fabric down my legs. He helped me step out of them, his hands steadying me as I kicked the pants aside.

Standing there in just my underwear under the harsh hospital lighting, I felt vulnerable. But the way Leif looked at me—like I was something precious and desperately desired—made me feel beautiful.

"You're stunning, Elsa," he said, his hands sliding up my thighs in a slow, reverent caress. "I could spend hours worshipping your body."

A shiver ran through me, and I bit my lip to keep from begging him to do exactly that. His fingers traced patterns on my skin, each touch sending sparks of electricity through me.

"Please," I whispered, my voice barely audible.

"Please what?" he asked, his lips curving into a knowing smile. "Tell me what you want."

"Touch me," I gasped. "Don't stop touching me."

His mouth pressed against the inside of my thigh, and I cried out, my hands flying to grip his hair. The sensation was electric, shooting straight through me and making my legs tremble.

"Like this?" he asked against my skin, his breath hot and teasing.

"More," I demanded, tugging at his hair.

He chuckled and kissed higher, working his way up with maddening slowness. Each press of his lips, each gentle nip of his teeth, made me arch toward him. My breathing became ragged as he approached where I needed him most.

When his mouth finally found my center through the thin fabric of my underwear, I screamed. My back arched off the wall, and my legs shook as he worked his mouth against me.

"Fuck, Leif," I gasped, my fingers tightening in his hair.

He looked up at me, eyes dark with desire. "I want to taste you properly," he said, his voice rough with want. "These need to come off."

His fingers hooked in the waistband of my underwear, and I lifted my hips eagerly to help him slide them down and off. The cool air hit my heated skin, making me gasp.

When his mouth made contact with my bare flesh, I nearly collapsed. The sensation was overwhelming—hot and wet and perfect.

"Oh god," I breathed, my head falling back against the wall.

One of his hands pressed against my stomach, holding me steady against the wall, while the other gripped my thigh firmly.

"Spread your legs wider," he instructed, his voice carrying that Alpha authority that made my whole body respond. "I want better access."

I obeyed immediately, widening my stance. He lifted one of my legs, draping it over his shoulder, leaving me balancing on one foot and completely at his mercy.

"Hold onto me," he said, his hands gripping my hips. "Don't worry about falling. I've got you."

"I can't—I'm going to slip," I protested, feeling unsteady.

"Relax," he murmured, his breath hot against my sensitive flesh. "Shh. Relax. I won't let you fall."

His voice carried a soothing quality that made my wolf want to submit, even as my body trembled with need. I tried to steady myself, trusting him to keep me upright.

"Good girl," he praised, and the words sent a fresh wave of heat through me.

Then his tongue was on me, licking a long, slow stripe that made stars burst behind my closed eyelids. I cried out, my hands scrambling for purchase on his shoulders.

"How does that feel?" he asked, pulling back just enough to speak.

"Amazing," I gasped. "Don't stop. Please don't stop."

He dove back in with renewed intensity, his mouth working against me with a skill that stole my breath. When I gripped his hair tighter, pulling at the golden strands, he actually groaned against me, the vibration sending shockwaves through my entire body.

"You taste incredible," he murmured between movements. "I could do this for hours."

"I won't last hours," I panted, my hips starting to move against his mouth.

"So eager," he teased, his lips curving against me. "So demanding for someone who was begging for patience."

He sucked hard on my clit, and I screamed his name. My free hand slammed against the wall behind me, trying to find something to anchor myself to as pleasure coursed through me.

"Leif!" I shouted. "I can't take—"

"You can take it," he interrupted firmly, his voice muffled but commanding. "You can take so much more than you think."

His free hand moved from my hip, and I felt two fingers slide inside me, curling to find that spot that made me see heaven. The dual sensation of his mouth and fingers working together was devastating.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck," I chanted, my voice breaking as he found the perfect rhythm.

"That's it," he encouraged, his fingers moving faster. "Let me hear you."

I was beyond caring about the noise I was making. Every stroke of his tongue, every curl of his fingers, pushed me higher toward a peak I wasn't sure I could survive.

"Please," I begged, my body shaking with the effort of holding back. "Please, I need—"

"I know what you need," he said, pulling back just enough to meet my eyes. "Look at me, Elsa."

I forced my eyes open, meeting his intense amber gaze.

"Come for me," he commanded, his voice carrying all the authority of an Alpha. "Come for me now."

The command hit me like lightning. His tongue pressed against my clit at the exact moment his fingers found that perfect spot inside me, and I shattered completely.

I screamed his name as the orgasm tore through me, my back arching off the wall, my hips grinding against his mouth as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me. It was like being caught in a lightning storm, beautiful and overwhelming and completely beyond my control.

Leif didn't stop, continuing to lick and suck gently, his fingers still moving inside me as he prolonged the pleasure until I was sobbing and trembling. When the waves finally began to subside, I felt my legs give out completely.

He caught me as I slid down the wall, strong arms pulling me against his chest as he shifted to kneel beside me on the hospital floor. His hands stroked my hair and back as I shook in the aftermath.

"That was beautiful," he whispered against my ear. "You're beautiful when you come undone for me."

I shivered at his words, my body already starting to respond again despite my exhaustion. "I need a moment," I whispered, my voice hoarse from screaming.

He chuckled, the sound warm and satisfied. "You have thirty seconds," he said, his lips brushing my neck. "Then I want to feel you around me."

The promise in his voice made my core clench with renewed desire, and I thought, Fuck. His voice alone makes my body react like that—I'm not sure I can survive this heat.