Asher
“Just… please,” she whispers, her voice trembling with desperation. “Fuck me.”
Her words hit me like a bolt of lightning. My hand tightens on the doorframe, my knuckles whitening as I clench my jaw, struggling to keep control.
The urge to give in, to take her right here and now, burns within me. But I know if I let myself go if I succumb to her pleas and the heat of the moment, she’ll regret it once the fire subsides.
Goddess, the scent of her arousal is intoxicating, pulling me closer and urging me to claim her.
Kaidos, my wolf, isn’t helping; he’s pacing restlessly in my mind, his growl a low rumble that vibrates through me, demanding release.
He’s ready to take over, but I can’t let him. Not now. I can’t afford to lose control.
“I need you,” she gasps, her voice strained, her body trembling. “No one else can help me… only you.” Her teeth are gritted, fighting for control, even as her words betray her desperation.
I take a step closer, pulling her into my arms. I slide my hand over her back, smoothing the tension.
Sparks ignite where our skin meets, my muscles tighten and my breath hitch at the tingling sensation.
I clench my jaw, holding back the wild urge threatening to break free, struggling to keep myself anchored in this moment, to not let the animal inside take over.
Is this the same madness that drove my father and his father before him to abandon their duties, to leave the pack for their mate?
The thought gnaws at me as I wrestle with the overwhelming pull that defies all reason.
I wouldn’t have been alone with her now if Maya weren’t at the pack hospital. If she knew what was happening, chaos would already be unleashed.
“I’ll take you back to your room,” I say firmly, reaching for her hand, intending to lead her away from this dangerous moment.
But she shoves me back, her expression twisted in frustration.
“It was a mistake coming here,” she snaps. “What was I thinking, begging you to fuck me just because I’m in heat?”
Her voice drips with regret, and she turns on her heel. “I should have gone to one of the unmated wolves who’s been hitting on me,” she mutters, walking away.
A growl rips from my throat, loud and primal. Before I can think, I grab her wrist and yank her back, slamming her against the wall. The sound reverberates, echoing in the confined space.
We lock eyes, her hazel gaze blazing with defiance, and her arousal thickens the air, making it nearly impossible to pull away.
Every instinct screams at me to claim her, but I can’t.
“What the fuck, Alpha?” she yells, pushing against my chest, trying to break free from my grip.
My hand slides behind her head, holding her close. “No one touches what’s mine,” I growl, my voice low and possessive. “Do you understand? If I can’t have you, no one will.”
She laughs, the sound sharp and mocking. “You’re joking, right? Seriously, Alpha?” Her voice drips with disbelief. “You think I won’t find someone else? Watch me.” She slips out of my grasp, her laughter trailing behind as she walks away, leaving me standing there, seething, while the muscle in my body taut with frustration and unfulfilled need.
“Fuck this,” I mutter under my breath in frustration.
Without thinking, I scoop her up and sling her over my shoulder. The moment I do, her scent envelops me, her arousal so close it makes my cock twitch in my sweatpants.
I know this is a dangerous move, but the pull is too strong to resist.
I stride to the bed and place her down, the movement causing her T-shirt to ride up to her stomach. My eyes widen as I take in the sight before me.
She’s not wearing any panties, and her arousal trickles down her thighs.
Before I can react, she spreads her legs, her hand sliding down to her core as she starts to finger herself.
The sight deflated the last shred of my restraint. I turn sharply and close the door.
I return to the bed, my gaze fixed on her as she continues touching herself, while she moans softly.
Each sound chips away at my sanity. I yanked her hand away, I couldn’t ignore the overwhelming need.
Dropping to my knees, I pull her closer, my mouth finding her clit without hesitation.
“Fuck,” I breathe against her, the taste of her driving me wild.
Grabbing her hips, I position her so I can suck her clit more deeply.
Her hand tangles in my hair, pulling me closer, her body arching towards me as she gives in to the pleasure.
My mouth continues to suck on her clit, my tongue swirling as my fingers rub against the sensitive nub. She whimpers in pleasure making her look even more irresistible, a temptress who has me under her spell.
I part her folds with my fingers, sliding them inside her, thrusting hard and fast.
The slick heat of her pussy clenches around me as I finger fuck her, with my lips catching every drop of her essence.
The taste, the scent-it all brings back memories of our first time together. No other encounter has ever matched the connection I feel with Ally.
“This is so good, Asher,” she moans, her voice a melody of desire, tugging my head closer, urging me to suck harder.
Her legs move to rest on my shoulders, giving me better access. I bury my face in her clit, devouring her as though it’s the most exquisite meal I’ve ever had.
I can feel her body trembling beneath me, her moans growing louder, more desperate.
She’s close, but I’m not ready to let her go over the edge just yet. I want her completely, to push her to heights she’s never known, to make her feel so good she’ll never forget it.
Her grip on my hair tightens as she lets out a sultry moan, her body shaking with the intensity of her orgasm.
She comes undone beneath me; the way she invades my thoughts leaves me no choice. I have to have her, every part of her, over and over again.
As her orgasm subsides, Ally releases her grip on my hair, but I’m far from finished. I want her in every way, to claim her completely.
Standing, I tug down my sweatpants, and my cock springs free, hard, and ready.
Ally’s eyes widened, fixed on me, her breath hitching as if she were seeing me for the first time. The intensity in her eyes sent a jolt of anticipation through me.
Slowly, she lifts her hands to the hem of her T-shirt, pulling it up and over her head.
Her breasts bounce free, round, and full, more pronounced than I remember.
She’s changed since the first time, her body no longer the same delicate frame I once worried would break under my touch.
Now, she’s fuller, her curves fitting her perfectly, a vision of pure temptation.
She tosses her T-shirt to the floor, and I can’t help but lick my lips, savoring the sight of her.
Without hesitation, I move closer, my hands guiding her as I flip her onto her stomach.
“On all fours,” I commanded, my voice thick with desire. She obeys without question, her body responding to my words, arching gracefully as she positions herself for me.
The sight of her, ready and willing, ignites something primal within me.