Chapter 45 CHAPTER 045
Ari:
As his hand yanked my hair backwards and he kissed me, I knew there was no going back. Earlier, I had wanted to be stubborn, turn my back and pretend his touch didn't ignite something in me. But when his eyes began to darken with red hue, his pupils dilating like pools of black ink, I whimpered in submission. His musky scent mixed with the sharp smell of sweat wrapped around me and I inhaled deeply, my body responding before my mind could catch up.
Stone’s tongue invaded my mouth, pushing forward and trying to claim me in the most ferocious manner, and that should have scared me. Instead, my thighs pressed together, as I felt my arousal slicking my skin. His growl vibrated against my lips as his fingers tightened in my hair, tilting my head back further. I moaned, but the sound got swallowed by his kiss.
When he pulled away, his thumb brushed roughly over my swollen bottom lip. "Finish what you started," he ordered, his voice husky with need.
I hesitated for only a second before sinking back to my knees. The thing is, Ryle and I had been waiting till our mating ceremony to have sex. A dumb part of me had believed an Alpha heir would truly wait when he could get any woman he wanted. Images of my sister, ass up against him flashed in my mind.
But I didn't let that deter me. This time, I didn’t wait for Stone's guidance. If this was going to get me to escape, I didn't mind doing it. My fingers wrapped around the base of his cock, stroking slowly as I leaned forward to lick a broad stripe from root to tip. His hiss was sharp, and his hips jerked forward, the thick head bumping against my lips. I opened, letting him slide deeper, my tongue pressing flat against the underside. The taste of him flooded my senses, and to my horror, I liked it.
Stone’s hand settled heavy on the back of my head, twining his fingers in my hair. "Fuck, Ari," he gritted out, as he flexed his hips shallowly. “Don’t stop.”
I didn’t stop. I sucked even harder, hollowing my cheeks as I took him deeper, my fingers working in tandem. His thighs tensed under my palms, his growls growing rougher and more desperate. The cave was suddenly filled with the wet, filthy sounds of my mouth on him, mingling with his ragged breaths. His grip in my hair tightened painfully, forcing me to look up. The sight of him, with his jaw clenched and his eyes blazing like his wolf was about to emerge, sent a pulse of heat between my legs.
"Yes. Fuck! That's good," he snarled as his pace increased, making his cock hit the back of my throat hard.
The first spurt of his release hit the back of my throat. I gagged as I felt the thick and salty taste of it. I choked but I forced myself to keep moving, my tongue lapping at the underside as he came. His groan was guttural, his fingers tightening to the point of pain as he emptied himself into my mouth. I swallowed convulsively, my throat working around him. Finally, he pulled away, his cock glistening with my spit.
Stone exhaled sharply, his thumb swiping over my bottom lip to catch a stray drop. "Good girl," he murmured, voice wrecked. "You learn fast."
The way he praised me shouldn’t have made my stomach flutter. But it did.
Before I could process it, he hauled me up, his mouth crashing onto mine again. His hands roamed down my bare back, his fingers dug into my hips before sliding between my thighs.
"You’re soaked," he growled against my lips, his fingers circling my clit slowly.
I gasped, my legs nearly buckling as pleasure shot through me. His touch was patiently, soft and studying, just like his eyes when I looked into them. When he shoved two fingers inside me without warning, I cried out, my nails scraping down his chest.
"Tighter than I thought," he muttered, his breath hot against my ear. "Bet you’ve dreamed about this, haven’t you? About me fucking you?"
I shook my head, but my body betrayed me, clenching around his fingers. He laughed darkly, curling them just enough to make me gasp.
"I would never. I just want to be free." I managed to say.
"Liar, liar, soul on fire." His thumb pressed hard on my clit, circling in slow, torturous strokes while his fingers pumped deeper inside me.
The gentle pads of his fingers dragged against my inner walls, coaxing a choked moan from my throat. "Your body says otherwise."