Chapter 25 Insatiable Alpha
Lira
I flushed crimson, shyness crashing over me like a wave as I straddled him, my thighs trembling against his hips. I felt exposed, awkward under his intense gaze, my hands hovering uncertainly over his chest. My breath hitched, nerves tightening my core.
My shyness lingered, but need overpowered it as I lifted myself, guided by his hands, and lowered onto his thick tip. I gasped, "Kael," my voice breaking as I sank slowly, inch by inch, my pussy stretching around his girth, gripping him greedily.
The fullness was overwhelming, my sensitivity amplifying every sensation, a mix of pleasure and slight soreness. His groan was raw, guttural"Nngh..." his hands squeezing my hips as he fought not to thrust up, his restraint tearing him apart.
When he was fully seated, I stilled, shaking from the intense fullness, my walls fluttering around him. His hands urged me on, guiding my hips. I moved carefully at first, rocking shyly, my moans soft and hesitant"Oh... Kael..." but pleasure stole my hesitation. I found my rhythm, riding him, hands braced on his chest, fingers digging into his muscles as my hips rolled faster. The sight of me above him, hair wild, lips parted, skin flushed made his eyes blaze gold. He thrust up to meet me, his pace harder, rougher, his cock hitting deep inside me with each motion. My moans turned desperate"Yes yes oh Kael!" as pleasure built.
I came again, my body seizing, a loud cry"Oh gods!" echoing as my walls spasmed tightly around him, gushing slick heat. Kael growled, "That's it," his control snapping as he drove up into me with sharp, powerful thrusts.
His climax tore through him, a deep, guttural groan rumbling as he spilled hot seed inside me, pulsing in thick spurts. I collapsed on his chest, shaking, my face pressed against his sweat-slicked skin, our hearts pounding in unison.
My body barely had time to recover, still trembling from my release, when Kael rolled us, flipping me onto my hands and knees on the cold stone floor. He loomed behind me in doggy style, his body hot and unyielding, his hands gripping my hips with bruising force. "I'm not done," he snarled, voice ragged with raw, primal hunger, his wolf close to the surface.
He didn't wait, aligning his thick cock with my entrance, the doggy position opening me fully. His grunt was low, strained, as he pushed in with one steady thrust, stretching me wide.
I gasped, "Ohh!" arching forward, the angle making me feel impossibly full, my tight walls gripping every inch of his length. His growl rumbled against my back as he seated himself fully, his hands clamping my hips to hold me in place. "You're mine," he bit out, voice feral.
He fucked me hard, thrusts primal and deep, each one slamming me forward on the stones, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing in the temple. My moans broke into cries"Kael... yes... please..."high and desperate, each ruthless drive hitting deep inside me, sparking pleasure that bordered on pain. My pussy clenched greedily around him, my body rocking with his rhythm.
I came again, my body wracked with shudders, a screaming "Kael!" as my walls spasmed tightly, gushing slickness. Kael groaned, a deep, guttural sound, biting back his release, his stamina unyielding as he kept thrusting, relentless, his hands bruising my hips.
Hours bled away, the moon shifting overhead, casting darkness across our entwined bodies. I was trembling, every nerve raw from overstimulation, my thighs sore from Kael's grip, my voice hoarse from crying his name.
Kael lowered me gently onto my back on the stones, sweat slicking his muscular frame. He lifted my legs high, pressing them to his chest, my ankles resting near his shoulders in a deep-penetration position that left me helpless and exposed.
I whimpered, "Please," my voice cracking, tears welling in my eyes. "Kael, I don't think I can take you again, my body's so sensitive... please, cum, I can't..." My words were a desperate, breathy plea, my pussy throbbing with overstimulation, both craving and dreading more.
He pressed his thick tip to my slick entrance, groaning low, as my heat enveloped him. He fought his wolf's urge, his jaw clenched as he sank again inch by inch, the deep angle allowing him to bury himself fully, deeper than before.
My walls gripped him faintly, too sensitive to clench hard, the stretch overwhelming. I sobbed, "Kael!" tears streaking my temples, pleasure twisting sharp and unbearable, my body arching off the stone as he filled me completely.
"You can," he rasped, sweat dripping onto my skin, his thrusts slow but impossibly deep, each one hitting my core, making me feel every ridge of his cock. "You'll take all of me." His voice was a low growl, possessive yet strained with restraint.
My moans were broken, weak whimpers "Ohh... Kael... please..." as the pressure built despite my exhaustion. My pussy fluttered around him, too sensitive to resist, and I shattered, a soft, sobbing "Kael!" as my walls clamped weakly, my orgasm trembled through me, slickness coating him.
Kael groaned, a low, rough sound, finally letting go. His climax tore through him, his cock pulsing deep inside, spilling hot seed in thick spurts as his body convulsed. He gathered my trembling body against his chest, pressing his face into my hair, both of us panting, our bond humming hot and sated.
We lay tangled on the ancient stones, my body marked by his possession, his own scored with the scratches of my nails. For a rare moment, the bond between us was calm, steady, complete.
But as silence returned, Kael's walls came back up. He pulled away, retrieving his clothes without meeting my gaze.
"We should rejoin the others," he said, his tone carefully detached.
The sudden distance cut deeper than claws as I sat up, pulling my torn clothes around myself. "That's it? That's all you have to say?"
"What do you want me to say?" His voice was carefully neutral as he fastened his shirt.
"That it meant something. That I mean something." My words came out smaller than I intended.
He paused in pulling on his shirt, his hands stilling on the fabric. "You mean everything. That's the problem."
Before I could ask what he meant, voices echoed from outside. Thomas and the others, returning from their patrol.
Kael was fully dressed by the time they entered, his expression back to its usual cold mask. Only I remained disheveled, still feeling the ache of where he'd been inside me, still trembling from hours of his thorough claiming.
Nothing's changed, I realized with growing hurt. He still doesn't trust this.
The realization stung more than I'd expected. I'd given him everything—my body, my trust, my heart—and he was already pulling away again.
But I also couldn't forget the way he'd looked at me in the moonlight, the reverence in his touch, the possessive satisfaction in his voice when he'd finally claimed me completely.
He could distance himself all he wanted. But he couldn't unfeel what we'd just shared. And eventually, I was going to make him admit it.