Vulfen Alpha's Mate by Laina Kenney Read Free Book Online Page A

deeply luxurious arching of her body.
     
    She watched his hard, hot hands move over her skin, caressing and claiming, molding and squeezing her soft breasts. Her breathing became labored. She couldn’t help but sigh at the arousing sight.
    He spent long minutes stroking her, pleasing himself and learning the mysteries of her female response, teaching her nerve endings to leap in anticipation of his touch. Driving her higher and higher while his eyes glowed with an unholy fire, and his face became taut with his own pounding need.
    She tried to move, to turn into that masculine body, but his hands held her flat, pressing on her lower belly and causing her body to throb. Her own emptiness was torturing her, weeping and rippling, wanting his heat and power deep inside.
    “Please,” she murmured, twisting slowly, voluptuously under his hands. “Please.”
    “Ah,” he answered her, “you are ready, beautiful one? You are inviting me in?”
    He smoothed his hand down her body, and delved into her swollen folds, rubbing his rough fingertips over her tender clit. The sensation was almost unbearably intense, and she arched then fell back against the sofa cushions with a loud gasp.
    “Yes, my Ellie. Yes, whisper to me.” His voice was lower, darker, his accent more pronounced as he stood and removed his trousers, dropping them to the floor.
    The first sight of his honed body, muscular and lightly dusted with black hair, was enough to make Ellie’s mouth water. But when her eyes landed on his powerful erection, jutting proudly from its nest of black hair, she was mesmerized. She couldn’t look away, and when she reached out a hand, he threw his head back. He trembled but stayed still, muscles tensed, letting her examine his thick penis with its wet plum tip, his furred balls hanging heavy below. She weighed the twin globes, rolling them in her cool palm, and murmured in awe.
    “Ellie,” he grated.
    Her name was a plea more than an order, but she reacted to his
     
    desperate tone, leaning slowly forward and gently kissing his cock, sipping at the salty drop of his essence that emerged to greet her exploration. Her curious tongue swirled and dipped into the tiny eye, gathering more of his taste. Her eyes slid shut for a moment, and she hummed her approval of this unfamiliar, profoundly intimate act.
    He groaned and shuddered, snapping his eyes back to hers and burying his hands in her hair, but his control held.
    Ellie slid her lips over the flared tip, taking the whole head in her mouth and holding it, pressing her tongue to the small indent on the bottom of the crown. She had heard from her laughing girlfriends that it was a sensitive spot, and his involuntary thrust proved it. Caught up in the heat and musky taste of him, she repeated the subtle movements until his hips rocked incessantly and his powerful legs spread and flexed to hold him up.
    His lungs worked with loud gasps, his hands clenching rhythmically in her now loose curls. He finally pulled her clinging mouth away with a muttered curse.
    She reclined luxuriously back against the sofa and placed her arms above her head, sliding her legs smoothly just a little further apart, letting him see her arousal. Moving her hips enticingly from side to side as his glowing eyes homed in on her gleaming wet folds. Inviting him. Enflaming him.
    And then he was over her, pressing her down into the sofa cushions with the weight of his big body, covering her mouth with his, and driving his tongue in deep. His fingers were busy, pinching her stiff nipples, teasing her distended clit, and then pushing inside to test her warm welcome.
    When two large fingers pressed in deep and curved, she rocked on his hand, breathless, begging for more, begging to be filled with him, but he only continued to kiss her and toy with her. Moaning in frustration, she wrapped her legs around his grinding hips and pulled at him. It was like trying to move a mountain. She broke away from his mouth and