*Zander*
Those hazel eyes, glistening like gemstones, locked onto mine, and I felt my heart race. They were my endgame, my salvation, and my undoing. At that moment, everything else faded away, and I was lost in the oceans of sweetness that resided in her gaze-just like I was when I first met her.
Her soft lips met mine with an intensity that mirrored my own longing. The kiss was a fervent dance of need, hunger, and desire, each movement filled with raw emotion. There was no one else in the world, only her and I, tangled in a moment of undeniable passion.
With a surge of strength fueled by desire, I lifted her up, and she wrapped her legs around my waist, drawing me closer to her. My hands instinctively found their place, gripping her bottom firmly, pulling her flush against me as I carried her toward the bed.
Once on the bed, I broke the kiss momentarily to shrug off my jacket and hastily rip off my tie, the urgency of the moment taking over any notion of patience or restraint.
Unbuttoning my cufflinks, my eyes never left Selena’s expression. She did it again: looking at me with that expression as if I were her entire universe.
Who are you, Selena?
Are your eyes revealing the truth, or is it your words I should believe?
“Stop overthinking, and show her what she’s missed all these years,” Lyon growled in my head. He sounded more desperate and turned on than me. I found it really hard at this moment to stop him from taking over me.
Leaning down, I silenced any lingering doubts with another passionate kiss, my fingers trailing over her soft curves, brushing against her soft nipples, eliciting shudders, and moans from her.
I wanted to explore every inch of her, to feel her skin beneath my fingertips, needing to taste her essence.
Not able to resist any longer, I grabbed the corner of her dress and pulled it over her head. She bounced slightly on the soft mattress, her soft blond curls sprawled and scattered wildly. Such an erotic sight she was.
“I thought you only wanted to kiss,” she demanded, biting her lips, looking at me with her hooded eyes.
“Yes, baby. I want to kiss…” I whispered, leaning closer until our breathing mingled. “… every inch of your sexy body,” I added, unable to believe how my voice turned huskier, laced with desire.
She sucked in a shuddered breath, her hands clutching the bedspreads.
Holding her gaze, I hooked my fingers in the waistband of her panties and slowly dragged them down her legs, throwing them somewhere in the room.
“This was very slow, you prick. Hurry up, I am dying,” Lyon howled again through the mind link.
I ignored him. He was distracting me while all I wanted was to stare at her before she changed her mind.
“Lyon, if you don’t shut up, I will block you and not let you feel it. So, better don’t disturb me while I am going to worship this beautiful goddess,” I warned him in my mind and heard him let out a frustrated growl.
My focus was entirely on my ex-mate. In a swift movement, I unclasped her bra and removed it, sliding its straps down her shoulders, and throwing it somewhere in the room. Her full, round breasts bounced freely.
“Beautiful!” I breathed out, stunned by her beauty.
Palming her soft bosom, which fit perfectly in my hand, I kneaded them, eliciting a sexy moan from her. I rolled her nipples between my thumb and finger, playing with them and relishing how they became erect under my touch. Her eyes darkened with lust; she watched me as if she were ready to devour me. Encouraged by her body responding to me naturally, I licked her nipple, and her head fell back on the pillow.
“Oh, you’re killing me, Alpha,” she moaned. I loved her calling me Alpha when she was beneath me at my mercy.
My hands craved to touch her every inch, roaming along her skin, not leaving any part untouched.
This was insane because I had never craved to touch a woman as I craved her. Only her. My hands caressed her soft thighs, and her hips jerked. I slowly parted her legs, and her glistening pussy showed up. Fuck! She was so fucking dripping with arousal, and I was going to taste her.
I sniffed her arousal and groaned.
“Fuck, you smell so sweet and intoxicating, like a drug, my love,” I took a whiff of her sweet scent more and felt a shiver running down her visibly. “I wonder if you still taste the same as I remember on my tongue,” I growled, staring into her eyes.
“Why don’t you find out yourself?” she challenged. I smirked.
“I have no intention of stopping until I make you come on my mouth, finger, and cock,” I declared as I covered her nipple with my mouth.
“Oh, goddess!” she screamed, her fingers entangled in my hair.
I swirled my tongue and nipped and bit her soft nub. She was so responsive and sensitive to my touch, driving me crazy with her soft, sexy moans as I devoured her deliciousness. I suckled more, relishing how her soft nipple swelled in my mouth.
I pulled firmly and released with a pop. My gaze fixed on her nipple as I determinedly took my turn with another, savoring the taste on my tongue. My hands kneaded her round, full breasts as I sucked her soft nub firmly, eliciting a moan from her sweet mouth that sounded like music to me. Desperate to hear it more, I nibbled harder.
She gasped as I dipped a finger inside her tight cunt.
“Ah, yes! Yes!” she moaned, and her whole body trembled as she came so intensely, solely from my touch.
“Selena!” I whispered, looking at her sweaty face. She was panting and breathing heavily, recovering from her orgasm. I gently moved up and covered her lips with mine, kissing her passionately and wildly.
“I love how responsive you are to me, baby,” I whispered against her lips. Her half-closed eyes gazed at me with so much emotion, stirring something deep in my heart.
Desperate to pleasure her further, I threw her legs over my shoulders and dipped my head between them, craving to taste her.
I licked along the length of her sweet pussy, lost in her taste.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
She tasted heaven, and I could never get enough of her. She was an addiction; I knew I was going to be intoxicated by her tastes. I licked her more, drinking in her flavor. Her small body writhed as she thrashed her head on the pillow. Her hips moved, grinding herself on my face. I chuckled at her impatience and flattened my tongue on her clit. Fuck! She trembled under my touch, crying my name so loudly. I sucked on her sensitive bud, which made her scream my name even louder. My finger found its way into her tight hole, and her cries intensified.
“More!” She moaned, and I gave her what she wanted.
Adding two more fingers, I continued to suck her clitoris, my other hand caressing the softness of her thighs. Her screams of ecstasy echoed louder in the room. I thrust harder, faster, deeper, and she came again, letting out a louder cry of pleasure this time. I bet the whole hotel would have known what was going on on this floor. I savored her sweetness while keeping my finger pumping in her tight cunt.
“So fucking sweet,” I murmured.
I dragged myself near her face; she wore an expression of pure pleasure, with her lips parted and soft moans escaping. Her glossy eyes were half-closed as she looked at me, indicating that she was not done.
I slammed my lips onto hers and kissed my Selena with everything in me. She pulled me closer, her soft, small hands caressing my body.
Her eager hands traced my chest with an impatience that mirrored the racing of my heart. Her touch became more hurried as she fumbled to unbutton my shirt, and I couldn’t help but smile, my eyes fixed on her stunning face. Emotions surged within me, longing overwhelming my heart.
“Where have you been, baby? I missed you so much,” the words escaped my lips before I could think twice about them.