Page 11 of Claimed By the Alpha
His gaze darkened, and he groaned, pressing me down. “Because you wrap so perfectly around my cock when I fuck you.”
A blush reddened my cheeks. “Help me remember,” I dared.
“Are you sure about that?”
“You could use a condom?”
His face fell, and his eyes narrowed. “You want me to use that?”
I pursed my lips and shook my head. “I can get a new IUD placed in the next town we stay in.” and have something else checked.
He tucked a stray hair behind my ear, and I leaned into his touch, savoring the fire that ignited on my skin.
“I would love to have a little one running around, but not if it means I lose you.”
“Would it be easier if I were a wolf, not a half-blood?”
He slowly shook his head. “It won’t matter, I think. But when I can truly mark you, I will make you stronger.”
My breath hitched, sensing the storm of his emotions move through me, and I held them close while I felt this unexplainable tug. “I think we should head west.”
“It’s too dangerous. It feels like a trap.”
“Maybe it isn’t.” I couldn’t explain it without telling him that the stranger had shown himself and even though I wanted to, something inside me told me to wait. The same weird sense inside me that made me realize it was okay to go west.
He remained silent, and I softly smiled. Grateful that he was even thinking about it.
“Okay,” he eventually said. “On one condition.” His expression was filled with mischief and with a slight tilt of his hips I knew exactly what the condition was.
“That’s not a punishment,” I laughed, tugging on the hem of his shirt, ready to peel it from his body.
“Don’t be so sure about that, little bird.”
A warmth spread through me, awakening my core, pulsing in anticipation. What more did he have up his sleeve other than his delicious blood kink?
His hand traveled over my body, lingering around my breasts. “Not here though. We need more room, and I need something to tie you up.”
I gulped. He strolled out of the bathroom and tossed me on the hard motel bed, making me squeal.
His steps didn’t falter, not until he stopped before the door, holding my gaze and locked it.
“Won’t they be waiting?” I asked, pretending that the ache between my legs wasn’t there.
He grinned. “Does it look like I care?”
Shaking my head, I crawled further up the bed.
“Take off your clothes,” he ordered and stepped closer, like the predator he was.
Tossing my clothes away, not caring where they might land until I lay naked before him, just as he wanted.
Wetness pooled between my legs when he ran his nose from my knee, slowly trailing up, brushing over my mound until he hovered over me. His lips were inches away from mine.
“Give me your hands.” The sternness in his voice exposed a new side of him, and it made a hidden part of me awaken.
Eager to please him and do as he wanted, knowing he would give me everything I yearned for in return.
Holding my hands above my head, waiting to see what he would do next.
