The Female Alpha’s Sanctuary

Chapter 199

I don’t know where it came from.

Where this burst of desire and confidence sprouted from, but I knew in that moment that I wanted those gorgeous eyes to watch me. To have his firm body underneath me and at my mercy. The more dominant side of my wolf purrs with delight, tail flicking as 1 felt myself lic k my lips. The little notion not going unnoticed by him as he watched the path my tongue took.

“But I could be even better.”

Raizel’s brows furrow, lips slighting turning into a confused frown but instantly realization crosses his expression. By the time he understood what i had meant, he was under me. My pu ssy tightened around him, my weight adding to the force of my lower half against his. He lets out a guttural moan, large hands instantly coming down at my hips to steady me as I ground into his hips. His hard, throbbing coc k impaling me deeper than before even with our mixed arousal still dripping out of me. I felt every vein, the pulsing of his length stretching me so deliciously good my mou th went open in a silent moan.

My throat dries at the pleasure spiking through me.

The little unconscious bounces I make to take him in and out throws away any logical thought. I threw my head back, biting my bottom lip as I savored the feeling of him nestled so deep inside me. So full, so warm, so right. My body fluttered around his thickness, greedily taking him in with the intent of milking him tip the very last drop. An appealing thought that d rove my s exual appetite through the roof.

Goddess, it felt so f uc i ng good. The high of my orgasm spurring me forward as I began to move my hips slowly.Swiveling my lower half around his coc k, I relished the low groans Raizel makes and

opened my eyes to watch him. He was, in short, entranced. His heated gaze fixed at where our bodies connected. The filthiness of his coc k buried deep inside me and slick with our arousal making him harder than before. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh and the heavy scent of se x that hangs over the air cocoons us in lust. Like a bubble not ready to burst.

“Fu c k.”

He moaned, head tilting back as he held onto my hips tighter. His fingers are digging into my skin. So much so I was certain bruises would be added to the impressive amount I already have.

Then again, those claw marks down his back wasn’t so accidental either.

He starts feeling impatient. He began directing my movements, pulling me harder into his hips as he lifted his mid-thrust. The little smirk going on my face widened as I pushed his hands away, his eyes instantly opening to sho ot me a questioning look. He raised a brow at the rejection. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“No.”

I tell him breathlessly, grinding myself harder into him to pull out a moan from the man. I pushed him forward onto the bed, his back meeting the soft mattress as he looked up at me. He said nothing, letting me do what I wished without protest. A part of me felt grateful, knowing how much he probably didn’t like being dominated as a full-fledged Alpha. But he knew I needed this. That my wolf did. And from the looks of it, he had no problem giving it to me. The softness his eyes shows me how much he was willing to give me.

I pressed my hands flat against his abdomen and gradually slid them up his torso to rest at his shoulders. My fingers shape the curves of his body. The firm, hard muscle and pure man of him all under my fingertips. I wanted to engrave this moment to memory. To remember how his skin had felt under mine right before I sealed out fates together. Heat ignited in my belly, eyes hungrily drinking him in.

“I’m in control.”

I tell him, leaving no room for argument. I don’t have the right mind to blush or cringe away from my words. Had I been in a more stable mentality, I would’ve dove myself under my bed and probably never went back out in reality but I wasn’t really in control of my mind.

Or my hormones.

I lift myself up before slamming myself down onto him with a gasp. The burn of his co c k sliding in and out of me at my pace, my discretion and my will had me reeling in from the pleasure of it all. The pleasure and the madness. To have him taking what I choose to give taking its sweet toll on me. Moving back up, I roll my hips once more, noting how he struggled not to grab me and have his way. His shaky fists clenched at the sheets beneath him, jaw tight with self-control wearing thin. My rhythm was building up, my lower half moving up and down languidly but hard enough that he’s in me to the very hilt.

Admittedly, being on top was a lot harder than I initially thought.

My energy was depleting but I was determined to get this. I grab onto his arms, using him as leverage to move up before slamming back down to him faster. A moan slipped from my lips when I hit a particular spot. I could feel myself clench around him, my body aching for the release only he could give me. To feel him spill himself inside so that his seed would drip down my legs.